My grizzly took hold of my arm, turning off the burner of the stove, and turned around to see my mate with her arms wrapped around her legs. She’s stunned to see me, her eyes dilated and wide. She was guilty, gazing at me like I could see right through her and what she had done.
And I didn’t think she had done anything on purpose, but I believed her body was reacting to mine, and it gave me great joy that she found me attractive.
My cock leaked with seed. I could feel it pooling against the roughness of my jeans. Before I could get a word in, she took off into the bathroom. I barely registered what she said, barely able to listen or read the paper when she replied when I told her to open the door.
All I knew was she was in need, and I wanted to be the one to sate her.
Her scent seeped from under the door, whimpers of pleasure rang into my ears like the bells of human cathedrals. My fingers couldn’t work fast enough to unscrew the doorknob, and when I finally opened the door, the sight before me nearly had me coming in my pants.
My little mate had been caught red-handed, her hand down her shorts, skin flushed, and her tiny nipples hard against the shirt.
“Bad,” she whispered. She tried her best to look angry, but to me, she looked like a feral little tick mouse.
I chuckled and stepped further into the room. “My little bee has been busy,” I rasped. Her face flushed a dark pink, her eyes lowering in embarrassment.
My mate had been bold today. She’s spoken several times; it had been quiet, barely a whisper, but I’ll take whatever voice she gave me. My hearing was impeccable now that my grizzly was awake, but I wanted to hear more of her voice, especially when the time comes to give her pleasure. My goal was to hear her scream.
“Are you making honey for the bear?” I knelt in front of her, taking her chin to look me in the eye.
Nadia pressed her lips together, her jaw tight. She would not give me an answer, but I damn well was going to get one from her.
I tsked. “My sweet little bee, are you going to be a good girl for me and tell me what you were doing in here?” Her lips parted, tension relaxing, and I picked up her hand that was delved between her thighs. It was still coated with her arousal, thick with her honey. I brought her finger up to my mouth and swallowed it whole.
As I took her finger into my mouth, my mate’s heart raced, and her eyes widened. I released her finger with a soft pop and planted a gentle kiss on her wrist, savoring the salty-sweet taste of her skin. The sound of our breathing filled the air as I sucked on the tender flesh, the scent of her perfume mingling with the musky aroma of desire.
“You are my good girl? Aren’t you Nadia?”
A nod was her only response, but it was enough.
“Then tell your bear why you ran to the bathroom?”
She looked around the bathroom and tried to motion for a piece of paper and pen. I shook my head, kissing her wrist again. “My little bee doesn’t need paper. You’ve spoken several times today without it, haven’t you?” I tucked her hair behind her ear. “Nothing bad happened, has it? No pain, no one came after you. And nothing will ever happen to you again, not with me here,” I growled.
I felt the warmth of her skin as she leaned into my hand. As my mate trusted me, my grizzly purred loudly, a deep sound of contentment.
“Now tell me, why did you run? You made my grizzly chase after you. You are lucky I didn’t break down the door.”
Nadia’s face flushed again, and I pulled her off the bathroom floor and took her back into the living room. I sat her on the couch and cupped her face again, making her look at me. “Tell me.”
I was being a bastard.But I needed to know.
I should drop this right now, but I was too curious to see how far she would go. She trusted me. I knew that much. I could feel the intensity of her emotions as they radiated off her in waves. The bond between us was growing stronger with each passing moment, and I knew that I had to be careful not to let it consume us both. As I traced my fingers down her arm, I could feel the goosebumps rising on her skin. Her breathing became rapid.
I knew I should stop, but it was like a force beyond my control was pulling me closer to her. This was all too much too soon for her. Hell, it’s only been a week since I’d rescued her, and I find her touching herself on my bathroom floor.
But this was a bond—our bond. We were meant for this.
She wet her lips. “My body was reacting to some thoughts about you. Thoughts that I have never had a desire to have until you. Then you looked at me. I felt like you could see right through me and knew what I was thinking.”
I smirked, remembering how I smelled her arousal.
“Thoughts about me?” I smirked.
She nodded.
“And you have never had these thoughts before? These desires?”
What kind of woman doesn’t have these thoughts? She is human. All living creatures can experience some sort of desire.
