Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23283 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23283 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Mark her, he growls. I’m done waiting.
There are no words, but I can feel his intentions. I can sense his needs. He wants our mark on her neck. I look at the spot under her ear and I want the same thing.
“We’re going to get through this together,” she whispers to me. “As mates.”
“There’s no getting through it,” I say in my grotesque voice, “until my mark is on you.”
Her blue eyes widen as she reaches up and touches the spot on her neck. She knows where it belongs. She can feel it too. I wonder if she wants to be marked as much as we want to mark her.
“Then, do it,” she says with a firm resolve that makes me fall even deeper in love with her. “You’re my mate and I’m ready to accept all that comes with it. I love you, Noah. Mark me. Mark your girl.”
She pulls her wet hair back and tilts her head, revealing the spot.
My control snaps. It’s gone.
I grab her with strong demanding hands and turn her around. I’m too rough. Too hard, but I can’t seem to stop myself.
She gasps in excitement as I push her against the cracked tiles and yank her drenched pants and underwear down.
I’m rock fucking hard. My dick is swollen along with everything else, so I’m thicker and longer than normal.
“Yes!” she screams as I pull it out and thrust it deep into her body.
I grab her tits over her soaked sweater and fuck her hard from behind. I’ve never been this rough with her, but she seems so into it. She’s pushing her ass back, meeting every hard thrust, and crying out in ecstasy.
“Mark me,” she begs as she tilts her head to the side. “Do it, Noah. Mark your girl!”
I pull my lips back over my sharp canines as I gaze down at her flesh. The urge becomes unbearable and I lunge forward and sink my teeth into her neck.
She cries out as I mark her skin forever. Her pussy erupts on my big dick, cumming all over it as her body trembles in my arms.
Everything feels so good—her tight cunt squeezing and milking my cock, her big heaving tits in my hand, the intimate taste of her flesh, and the sensation of my mark transferring onto her. It’s all too much.
I cum hard, releasing deep inside her warm pussy as my body shudders.
She gasps when I slide my teeth out. I kiss her wound, so my saliva can help it heal quicker.
The hot water washes down on us as we cling to each other and catch our breaths. My body returns to normal, shrinking down as I pull out of her.
I drop to the ground and she climbs into my lap, kissing my face as I hold her tight.
She’s marked now. Every shifter who crosses her path will see it and know she belongs to Noah Michaels. She’ll be off limits.
Even human men will sense that she’s taken and leave her alone.
She’s mine now. She’s all fucking mine.
“Are you okay?” she asks after we’ve finally caught our breaths.
“I am now,” I whisper as I kiss her forehead.
“Is your bear still… feral?”
“No.” I can feel him inside and that bear is not feral. He was just frustrated that I was taking so long in marking her. He’s okay now.
She reaches up and touches her neck. “Was it about the mark?”
I nod. “He was just anxious to make you ours for good. I don’t think he’s going to be a problem anymore. You’ve changed everything for us, Layla. You’re a godsend.”
She smiles as she nuzzles her face into my chest.
I hold her tight as a hopeful feeling fills me up.
Hope. Optimism. Excitement for the future.
Those are things that I haven’t felt in a long time, but I’m feeling them now thanks to my beautiful mate.
The future is looking bright.
Thanks to my girl.
EPILOGUE
Layla
Six months later…
“Will you take this man…” the minister continues as my ecstatic sister stares at her groom with hearts in her big blue eyes.
I sneak a peek at Noah in the crowd. I don’t think he’s taken his possessive eyes off me once during the entire ceremony. Even when the bride was strolling down the aisle, his head was turned in the opposite direction watching me the whole time.
The past six months with this man have been a dream. We bought a small house on a big piece of land that borders a huge forest. Noah gets up at the crack of dawn every morning and lets his bear roam all over the mountains.
I love having my coffee on the porch in the morning and gazing up at the hazy mist surrounding the spectacular mountains. Whenever I’m halfway into my cup, Noah’s big furry Kodiak bear comes lumbering out of the forest to see me. He must smell my scent because it’s like clockwork. I love going to meet him, wrapping my arms around his big body, sinking my nose into his cold fur, and breathing in his earthy scent of soil and pine trees. That bear gives the best hugs.