Killian knew his mate was out there. Being celibate in hopes he'll find his female hasn't been a hardship, but he's growing impatient.
And then he sees her. She's human, gorgeous, and will be his. He doesn't even know her name, but her smell is sugary and tells his possessive inner bear she's supposed to be his in all ways.
Alice planned a weekend of relaxation, but instead, she found herself mated to a bear shifter. Alice doesn't fight the attraction she has for Killian, not when she wants to be between the sheets with him in the worst possible way. Alice is single one day and mated to a growly bear shifter the next, but can it last forever?
Be Warned: spanking
“Come here, Alice,” Killian said, his voice still deep, but not so quite human any longer.
I found myself moving toward him, as if my feet had a mind of their own. Excitement and anticipation raced through me at the thought of what was to come. When I was only a foot for him he reached out, curled his hand around the nape of my neck, and pulled me forward. My chest slammed against his, my breath caught, and before I could even think his head was descending toward mine.
Our lips crashed together, and the spicy, masculine flavor of him invaded my senses. I couldn’t help but moan, my mouth parting slightly. He took that opportunity to delve his tongue inside, stroking mine, fucking me like I wanted him to do between my thighs.
I don’t know how long we stayed in that locked embrace, but the growling noises he made had me wetter than I was even comfortable admitting. My panties were soaked, and all I could think about was ripping this damn dress off and letting Killian have his way with me.
The elevator stopped, and I heard the doors open, but Killian wouldn’t release me from his erotic hold.
I wasn’t complaining in the slightest.
But the gasp I heard had me breaking the kiss and turning to see an elderly couple standing on the other side of the doors. They were both dressed expensively, and I could only assume they were heading down to the banquet. I found it humorous the woman’s eyes were wide and she had a white silk glove covered hand placed over her mouth, like she’d just caught us fucking instead of making out.
I couldn’t help it. I started laughing.
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