Quinn started the engine and they were off. They made small talk and Paige tried to keep her tone light and upbeat. When he threw her that devastating grin, she leaned back into the soft leather of the seat and decided to go with the flow of fate. Yeah, he was a bear on the make to meet his mate. She was a woman who craved more out of a relationship. She pushed those thoughts aside. They were together in this moment, this instant and that’s all that should matter and all that did matter.
Quinn got as close as he could to the glade before parking his truck. They still had to walk about twenty minutes to reach the spot Quinn wanted to share with Paige. They travelled along the trail made by his bear deeper into the woods. Paige was proud of herself for making the hike without having to stop along the way. She was puffing by the time they reached the wide-open glen. Quinn didn’t seem to notice, thank goodness. Along the edge of the clearing was a huge trio of boulders. She could easily picture him in bear form draped across the granite sunning himself on a warm summer day. She watched as he spread out the blanket over the rough surface. She hurried to catch up, not watching where she was going and tripped over a loose stone.
“Watch it,” he admonished, even as he reached out to grab her. She fell against him.
“Easy,” he muttered, steadying her.
She witnessed the swift heat that leapt into his eyes and felt the answering fire inside herself—a flash fire, racing along every nerve, wearing her down to pure desire in an instant. The whole world surged into sharp focus. She was aware of everything in that split second. He smelled of the woods and rain and his heart was racing nearly as fast as hers. His eyes seared hers and time spun out. She was stunned by the sudden, complete arousal. She couldn’t move. She wanted this man. More than she ever had before.
He touched her cheek, his rough thumb sliding across her lips, back and forth. Her breasts grew tender, aching, and full. She boldly thrust them forward, dragging the puckered tips across his chest. “Quinn.”
She whispered his name again, and she felt the warmth of him, radiating out, enveloping her. His big hand cupped her jaw, guiding her chin up so her mouth would be ready. She let her head drop back on the stem of her neck. His mouth descended…and she was in heaven once again. Quinn’s kiss took her breath away. He lifted her off her feet, her full curves resting against the hard planes of his body. She moaned desperately into his mouth.
What do you think you’re doing? Her voice of reason asked as he deepened the kiss. Something I should have done long ago, Paige whispered back.
Paige was made to be kissed and caressed and Quinn loved the taste of her lips. He craved the sweet, soft curves molded against him and relished the soft murmurs of pleasure she made as he kissed and caressed her.
“Mmm,” she whispered when he allowed her to come for air. “I love… kissing you.”
He heard the catch in her voice as if she was unsure of revealing so much. An unnatural heat raced along the surface of his skin as his bear tried to break through. The beast wanted his mate. The animal wanted to sink his fangs into the side of her neck and claim her. He tightened his hold, his blood heating. Did she know how deliciously warm, ripe and erotic her curves were? How much he wanted her? Grinding his cock against the swell of her hip he said, “I’m going to love…fucking…you.”
She flowered open beneath the hard press of his lips, taking his tongue into the deep recesses of her mouth, all the while making those sext little sounds that set his bear further on edge. Maybe it hadn’t been such a good idea bringing her to the woods. His bear was ready for his freedom. The moon would soon out, the woods were fragrant and the woman was willing. Inside his head, his bear was chanting, ‘Mate. Mate. Mate.’
He bracketed her face with his hands. “I didn’t bring you here for this.”
“Oh,” her mouth formed a pout.
“I promised to show you my bear.”
Her gaze dropped to the front of his jeans and she licked her lips. “Are you sure that’s what you want to show me?”
“Go,” he ordered, pointing to the boulder where he’d laid the blanket. When she didn’t comply, he turned her around and gave her ass a hard slap. “Go.”
She sashayed away, the full cheeks of her ass bouncing with each step. He waited until she was seated along the rock’s smooth surface before stripping.
“Remember, it’s still me.”
“I know.” Her smile was so sweet. She was sweet. And he was a goner.
He took off his boots and socks, his jacket and his shirt. After he removed his jeans her gaze raked over him and he felt his cock harden. As the air shimmered and wavered before him, he let his bear out, giving himself over to the animal inside. He watched her put her hand to her mouth. Her eyes were deep, bottomless pools of wonder.