Page 24 of Marcus

“Strip. I want to see every inch of your gorgeous curves.” I tear at my own clothes, stripping them away. “I’m definitely going to have to erase all of these cameras. I know this isn’t an ideal location, but I don’t think I could wait to get to one of our houses.” At that, I double over with a wave of pain.

“Oh, you’re still in pain. You didn’t so much as wince out there; I thought maybe it had abated a little.”

I shake my head. “No. But my bear was ready to protect you to the death.”

“Even without the official mating bond?”

Yeah, Sweetness.”

I stare at her bared body. Her skin is pale and creamy. Her tits are full, with pale pink centers with beaded tips. There’s a trimmed patch of hair over her mound. Her waist nips in, giving her that hourglass shape. But she’s thick and sturdy. Strong enough to carry my cubs.

“You’re perfect. Like milk and honey.” I pull her to me and crash my mouth down to hers.

Her lips part immediately, and she kisses me back. Her hands are greedy as they explore my back, my ass and around my torso. “I love your body too. So big and strong.” She rubs at my chest hair. “I love the hair too.”

I growl. “My bear liked that.”

“Do I ever get to meet him?”

“Of course. Any time you want. After we seal our bond. I wouldn’t trust myself shifted in your presence right now. I don’t know how much restraint my bear would have, and I would never want to hurt you.”

“Ohhh, like a legit Beauty and the Beast situation. You know girls always prefer him in beast form.” She gives me a saucy wink and I take her down to the floor with me.

“I’m going to try to be gentle,” I say.

“I don’t need you to be gentle, Marcus. I need you to make me yours. Claim what belongs to you.”

I growl and nuzzle against her neck, inhaling her sweet honey scent. My hand slides between her legs to check if she’s ready.

“Fuck, Sweetness, you’re still soaked.”

“Maybe I’m in the middle of my own mating heat.”

“You’re so perfect.” Then I plunge inside her in one swift movement.

“Wow, you really are enormous.”

“Hurting you?”

“No. Just stretching me. I’m just really full.”

“Gotta move. Gotta fuck you.”

“Do it.”

I piston my hips back and then rock them forward again, deepening my thrusts with every pump. My bear is roaring in ecstasy, and we’ve only just gotten started.

Her legs spread wider, wrapping around my body. “Marcus, it’s so good. We’re so good together.”

“Yeah, we are.”

“Is it gonna hurt when you bite me?”

“Only for a second and then it will feel amazing.” My teeth have lowered and are sharp, ready to pierce her skin.

“You are hitting all the good spots, inside and out. Oh my gar, it’s so good.”

“You’re so tight and wet. Aspen, I love you. I want you to know that before. I, the man, love you. I choose you too.”