“Make love to me.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I wanted to be in her more than anything in the world. I settled between her thighs and slowly, carefully slid into her. Her wetness made it easier and then I was home, surrounded by her wet heat. Her body fit mine perfectly as I pulled out and pushed back in.
Leila held on to me, keeping me close as I thrust into her again and again. I kept it slower, making love to her until we were both panting and moaning. Just when I didn’t think I could last a second longer, she tilted her hips and I slid deeper, hitting a new spot in her body. She cried out as another orgasm shook her body, clamping down on me.
The feeling of her body sheathing my cock was too much. I thrust into her once more and then buried myself as I came deep in her. I whispered into her neck how much I loved her as our orgasms rocked us.
CHAPTER 20: Leila
After a couple of days full of rolling in the sheets, earth-shattering orgasms, and whispered words of love, I felt much better. Steven was gone and my past gone with him. I didn’t have to look over my shoulder any more. Matt was completely healed and everything was going to be okay.
As I spotted my mate outside, roaming in his bear form, I couldn’t help but smile. Things were going to be better than okay. I’d found the man who was made just for me. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was.
Landing, Wyoming and Beatrix’s Buxom Beauties had turned out to be the two of the luckiest finds, and Matt Long was the most perfect man that ever walked the Earth. Perfect for me, that is.
I slipped on my jacket and walked outside to see what he was doing. He’d been going outside here or there, working on something in the shed out back.
At that moment, he was trying to pick up a two by four with his paw. He huffed and swiped at it, sending it skating across the ground a good twenty feet. He stood up straight and growled.
“Hands might work better, Matt. What are you doing?”
He spun around to face me and instantly shifted. His naked body steamed in the cold air. “Hey. I was just…cleaning up.”
I raised an eyebrow and moved closer. I couldn’t stay away when he was naked. Our bodies worked like magnets. I was drawn to him constantly. “Cleaning up?”
His cheeks actually turned pink. “Yeah, I was building and made a mess.”
I grinned and pressed my body against his. His warmth seeped through my jacket. “What were you building, mate?”
He held me and gave me a soft kiss. “It’s a surprise.”
I grinned. “Is it done?”
Instead of answering, he lifted me into his arms and carried me into the shed. He put me down and moved to lift the tarp off of a big object in the corner. “Your smell changed. I know it’s early, but I wanted to make this for you. We’ll have to move out of the cabin and get a bigger house, too. I’ll have to go back to the ranch, start working again. It’ll be okay, though. I’m happy.”
I’d never seen him like this, he was rambling nervously. “Matt, slow down. What are you talking about?”
He pulled the tarp off and revealed a rustic crib. “We’re going to have a cub.”
My knees instantly went weak and I fell into Matt’s waiting arms. He sat us on the ground and held me in his lap. Tears fell from my eyes and I was instantly sobbing hysterically.
Matt took my tears to mean I was upset and tried to comfort me. “It’s okay, Leila. It’s a good thing. We can do this together.”
I pushed him back and straddled him. “I know,” I blubbered, “I’m o happy. We’re going to have a baby, Matt. A baby. A cub.”
“You’re happy?”
I laughed and then kissed him. My heart was so full, it felt like it would burst. I deepened the kiss and held on as he rolled us over so that he was on top of me. “I am so happy, Matt. All my dreams have come true. You’re going to be the best dad.”
My big bad bear had a few drops of moisture in his own eyes. He kissed me again and then blew out a big breath. “I was worried there for a second.”
I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him against me, taking his weight on top of me. “I am in this forever. You’re everything to me. We’re going to have a family, Matt. How could I ever be anything but happy?”
“Marry me.”
My mouth fell open and it was my turn to stutter. “What?”
He grinned. “Marry me. Be my mate and my wife.”
I screamed, my excitement getting the best of me. “Yes!”
We celebrated by christening the shed and scaring all the wildlife in the area away with our love sounds. I poured every ounce of strength I had into showing Matt just how much he means to me.