RANCHER BEAR’S BABY(63)

Daisy screamed my name and pounded her small fists against the tree. In just a few seconds, she was coming again. Her body was so damn responsive to me. She shuddered and convulsed.

I tilted my head back and roared, unable to use words to express how goddamn amazing it felt to be buried in my mate. I pulled out until just the tip of my dick was in her and then slammed back inside. Her walls squeezed me, almost painfully.

“Michael!” She rotated her hips in a figure eight pattern and I saw stars.

My balls tightened painfully and I knew I was close. My thrusts got even wilder and I slipped one hand between her thighs to caress her clit. I grabbed her hair with my other hand and bunched it together so I could tilt her head to the side.

With her neck exposed like that, my bear roared louder than ever. He wanted us to bite her. I recoiled at first, regarding him as the monster he’d proven himself to be, but then I realized what he wanted. He wanted us to mark her, claim her as ours.

Daisy’s pussy started spasming right then, her strongest orgasm yet, and I knew I was done for. I couldn’t hold off my own climax any longer, just like I couldn’t leave her neck bare. I needed to mark her and stake my claim to her just as much as my bear needed it.

I tilted my head back and roared at the darkening sky. My bear came forward just enough and that we sank our teeth into her neck. The enchantment that flowed through that bite finished me off. I came harder than I’d ever come in my life, filling Daisy with my semen until she overflowed.

She screamed and her knees gave out as her orgasm intensified. Her body sagged and I caught her and pressed her body against mine as the last waves of our orgasms washed over us.

I didn’t know if I’d ever breathe normally again. My body trembled as I slipped from her, spent and exhausted. Her whimper had me scooping her up and hugging her into me as tightly as I could without hurting her.

Daisy mumbled something incoherent, so I released her slightly and looked down at her. When she met my eyes, she gave me a satisfied smile and moaned. “What. Was. That?”

I kicked my jeans into something resembling a blanket and sank onto them. I pulled her on top of me and held her. “Are you okay?”





CHAPTER 7: Daisy




Was I okay? Was that even a real question? I was so far better than okay that I didn’t think I’d ever come down to Earth again. Michael had just sent me soaring to the heavens. I’d never had rough sex before, but if that was what it was like every time, I’d been missing out. Truly.

“I’m fantastic.”

He leaned down and ran his tongue over the spot he’d sank his teeth into. Wild chills of arousal washed over my body at the sensation. He grinned down at me and did it again. “I can smell what that does to you.”

I played it coy. “What it does?”

He reached down and slid his finger over my slick core. I moaned, unabashed, and kissed him. I was helpless. My body was sore and exhausted, already, but it was still willing to go another round with him. Him, a bear.

“If I’m dreaming, don’t wake me up. I want to stay here and keep having the best sex of my life.”

Michael grinned, pleased, but then his face turned serious. “I’m sorry if I hurt you. I… It was hard to keep myself in check.”

I sat up and giggled as his eyes lowered to my bare pussy. I’d never been so bold with anyone else I’d ever slept with, but I felt so safe with him. For whatever insane reason. “You bit me. Did you leave a mark?”

He winced and nodded. “A big one.”

I tried to catch a glimpse of it. “I have work in the morning. Am I going to be able to hide it?”

Another wince. “It’s…permanent.”

My eyes widened. “What? What do you mean, permanent?”

“I mean that… well, it’s a claiming mark.”

“Ok-ay, a claiming mark?”

“A shifter will usually mark his mate. To show that she’s his, that they are mated. The urge to claim you was so strong… I… Normally, a couple will discuss the marking before it happens. I’m sorry. I just…lost control.”

I was hearing a lot of stuff that amounted to him basically peeing on me. “What does the claiming mark do?”

“It makes the connection stronger. A bond. It’s also like a homing beacon. I’ll always be able to find you.”

I swallowed. “It lasts… forever?”

He winced yet again. “Yeah.”

I took a deep breath in and rolled back onto his chest. His arms immediately wrapped around me. “You’re sorry as in, you regret it?” Please say no, please say no.

He tightened his arms and grunted. “No. You’re my mate. We were made for each other.”