He braced himself above her, her fingers digging into his back.
The pulse of her muscles around him as he continued to thrust into her one more time was almost too much. She couldn't stop herself. She cried out as her body quivered in exhaustion and pleasure. She gasped as he retreated one last time. Pushing into her one last time. And only then, when she whimpered in need, did he let himself go. Her body pulled from him everything he was giving, taking everything she wanted. She trembled until even that grew to be too much.
Her last thought was where had Caleb been her entire life?
12
Caleb peeked out at the early morning sun streaming through a crack in the drapes. The quiet of Marci breathing oddly calming. He glanced at her wrapped within one arm. She was beautiful. How he ever thought the only reason she'd wanted him was because of a spell he didn't know. How he'd actually thought staying away from her would stop him from wanting her was pretty much the dumbest thing of all. He'd been miserable trying to avoid her, trying to pretend that his bear wasn't practically breaking down trees in his spare time to keep his need to have her in check.
Caleb tried to let the pain back in from his past. The pain of losing his best friend, the pain of never knowing who he really was, the pain of always being alone.
It tried, but in the end, the peace she gave him overshadowed the memories. Maybe everything he'd heard about mates was true. Who knew his mate would be an odd little witch. A sexy witch, who he couldn't get enough of. The sheet pooled around her waist leaving little to his imagination.
He rolled to the side, facing her, taking in her even breathing, studying the rosy pink of her lips.
Smiling, he circled her nipple with his index finger and watched as it peaked. She moaned, but she still didn't open her eyes. He ran his hand further south, feathering her skin with his touch until he came to the apex of her thighs.
Slowly he ran his finger along her slit, watching her breathing, listening to the beat of her heart. Carefully he slid between her folds, finding her sensitive clit still swollen and ready. A small gasp escaped her lips as he gently stroked her.
He smirked as her breathing grew shorter. Slowly he traveled down to her now-slick entrance and dipped a finger inside. She moaned and pushed against him. His hand cupping her as she rocked against him.
Looking up, he caught the fire in her eyes as she moaned. God, she was gorgeous, flushed and his, ready to be taken.
He pulled his finger out. Her eyes flew wide.
"You don't play fair." She whispered, trying to catch her breath.
"No bear can stay away from something sweeter than honey. Tell me what you need, Marci."
The sheet fell away and she moved her legs. God, she was gorgeous.
He climbed over her, lowering himself so that his shaft brushed her abdomen, in case there was any mistake in his intentions.
"You. I need you."
He dipped his head for a kiss; her taste sating his hunger.
"This time it's my turn, though. Let me show you what I want."
Caleb's dick twitched in excitement as she pushed him onto his back.
He nearly lost it as he watched her climb on top of him, her breasts swaying with each movement. He gripped her waist as she poised above him and began to lower herself onto him.
He liked watching himself disappear deep within her tight core. Her muscles flexed around him against the tight fit. Laying his hands on her hips, he tried to keep himself from taking over.
Her hips started to rock over him. He helped her along, thrusting his hips up and listening to her moans of pleasure. He pulled her hips along with their new found rhythm, his mouth watering as her breasts bounced with every thrust.
He pulled himself up and took one nipple in his mouth; she shuddered as he nibbled at the peak.
Caleb couldn't take the torture of her anymore; he'd let her take control another day. Right now he needed to take her and show her exactly what she did to him, what his bear wanted from her.
Wrapping her within his arms he sat up, letting her squirm as he held her secure, tight against him.
"Caleb," she breathed out.
"I need you. You are my soul." He kissed the words on her lips away as he flipped and pushed into her over and over until she quivered around him and her body shook. He thrust into her again and again until she nearly begged for him to slow or finish her, and then he let himself spill into her as she whimpered and cried his name pulling him into her.
"I had no idea." Her words choppy.
"No idea?" His own breathlessness mirroring hers.
"That, that it could be like this."
He smiled. "Neither did I."
Slowly he pulled out of her, her body quivering at every inch he removed.
"I might sleep for days."
He smiled. "You have my permission. If the weather prediction is correct, we'll be snowed in for a day or two."
Watching her sated and calm, brought him a foreign peace. There was no sarcasm masking her feelings, no worries, just her. Even his damn bear was resting peacefully instead of fighting him for control.
Caleb had wanted for nothing. Simplicity, his own goal. Until now. He tried to picture her leaving, heading back to the inn, and he nearly lost it. Every fiber within his soul screamed, and he nearly reached over and marked her right there and now. Like that would keep her from leaving. No, it couldn't stop her from having her own will. Tying her up though, now that had some appeal.
She rolled over, her eyes
