“You’re my woman, my old lady. I’ve claimed you in all ways but one.” He lowered his gaze down to her lips, then lower still to her chest that heaved up and down from the force of her breathing. “It doesn’t matter that we haven’t fucked.” He leaned in an inch, so close to her mouth she smelled the warm sweetness of his breath. “It doesn’t matter that we didn’t even get to finish our date.” He lifted his gaze to her face. “I’ve claimed you, Allie. Do you know what that means to a male like me?”
She stared at him with what she knew were wide eyes.
“It means that you’re mine,” he said low, menacingly. “I’ll kill any man that thinks they can take you from me. I’ll break bones, rip limbs from sockets, and snuff out a life as easily as if it were a fly on the wall if anyone thinks that they can have you.” He made this low, deep growling noise, and a shiver coursed through her body. “It means I won’t let you go, and I know that you don’t want me to either, baby. Isn’t that right.” He didn’t phrase it like a question. “Yeah, you feel it, too, know it deep inside.” He inhaled. “In fact, your pussy is wet for me, soaked and ready for my cock.”
He was shifting before her, his bear coming forward. His body grew, his muscles getting larger, his eyes blacker, and his canines longer.
“You see what you do to me?” He leaned in another inch, ran the tip of his tongue up her throat, and she allowed her eyes to close and enjoy the feeling. His scruff scraped along her skin, and the noises he made had her wetness coming faster from her pussy.
Not thinking, just needing to feel him, she closed the distance that separated them and kissed him, hard and with as much passion as she felt for him. She felt ludicrous now that he was close to her and explained where he had been coming from. His grunt of surprise spurred her on. Her clit throbbed, and her pussy ached to be filled. Sliding her hand to the front of his jeans, she wondered if he’d stop her this time.
“Fuck no, I’m not stopping. I need you, Allie. I fucking need you like my animal needs out to extinguish its rage.” He murmured against her mouth, grabbed her hair, and tilted her head back. When she reached the hard, thick length straining against his material an involuntary moan left her. As if that sound broke him, Drevin gripped her shoulders and pulled her closer, impossibly so.
She curled her hand around the iron-hard ridge that was secured behind his fly, and a shudder went through his body.
“I want you so damn badly, baby.” His hips jerked forward in her grip, and a thrill went through her. One of his hands slid off her shoulder and made a slow trek down her side and rested on top of her thigh. The heat from his touch went straight through the material. In the next instant he gripped her thigh and lifted her easily off the ground.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, and kissed him like she’d never been kissed before in her life. He moved backed, his mouth still on hers, his hands cupping her ass. He made it into the living room miraculously, and when he was seated on the couch she straddled his waist, their kiss never breaking. Both of his hands were now gripping her hips, and he pressed her down on him at the same time that he lifted his crotch against her pussy.
“Not God, baby. Just a bear shifter that is head over heels for you.”
She closed her eyes as her pussy, only covered in a pair of cotton panties pressed aggressively against his jean-clad cock.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.
Jenika has been writing her whole life, but became published in 2009. She writes BDSM, Paranormal, Dark Erotic, Contemporary, New Adult, and Sc-Fi erotic romance.