Bear to the End (Bear Claw Security Book 5) by Terry Bolryder Page B

wearing black, lacy panties underneath.
    “Sassy,” he said. “So conservative over the top but a vixen underneath.”
    She bit her lip and looked to the side, nodding. “Yup.”
    He laughed and grabbed the edge of her panties with his teeth, pulling them back and forth to tease her before pulling them down.
    She gasped as he reached up to unclasp her bra, and in a few seconds, she was totally naked.
    And he was totally unprepared for how beautiful he was.
    He wanted to take a thousand pictures of this moment, in his mind where no one else could see them.
    The thought of anyone else seeing any part of her, ever, made him want to roar with rage.
    But instead, he just focused on her beauty, how she was his to protect, his to care for.
    “I don’t know what to do when you look at me that way,” she said, squirming and pressing her legs together.
    “Just relax,” he said.
    “I want to see you,” she said, reaching for his shirt.
    For a moment, he felt self-conscious. He wasn’t used to baring his body to a woman, and compared to someone like Hercules, he wasn’t quite as big, though he was very cut. Still, he hoped it wouldn’t be a disappointment.
    He pulled his shirt over his head and heard her gasp and looked down to make sure it wasn’t a bad gasp.
    Her hand was over her mouth, her eyes wide and appreciative. Then a smile spread over her face. “I’ve never seen muscles like that this close before.” He moved forward, kneeling over her so she could touch him.
    She closed her eyes and sighed as she ran her hands over his muscles, his square pecs, his hard abs. He felt everything tighten inside him at his mate’s appreciation of his body. He was just so glad she seemed to think he was half as hot as he thought she was.
    She played with his belt, and he pulled back. “Not yet,” he said, pushing away her hands.
    He leaned forward to gather her breasts in his hands, and she arched back, offering herself up to him. He kissed each, slowly and wetly, and she moaned again. Now that she was fully bared to him, she seemed to have abandoned the last of her fears and was just ready to feel pleasure.
    He squeezed her breasts lightly as he continued to kiss them, running his tongue over her nipples one after the other, making her writhe slowly beneath him. After that, he brought his mouth higher, kissing across her collarbone and the side of her neck, while his thumbs came up over where his mouth had been moments before, pressing the hardened tips of her nipples. 
    What had started as a slow, sensual build was becoming an intense, erotic heat between them as he continued to explore and love her beautiful body. 
    Never would Mark have been able to guess he would find his mate in a place like this, in an apartment downtown in the crappiest building he’d ever set foot in. Nor would he have guessed in this seemingly lost place fit for misfits and miscreants that he would find such a strong, beautiful woman that would shatter all his preconceived notions of the world around him. 
    As he continued to caress her body, running his hands down past her breasts and up her thighs, letting his thumbs come daringly close to the center of her desire and sending a quiet quiver through her, she did the same, letting her fingers explore and touch wherever she wanted. All of it drove him wilder, more frenzied with want for her, as he maintained control and continued to covet her.
    As his kisses trailed down her stomach and lower, Charlotte gasped in pleasure and then stopped him.
    “I want you. Now,” Char said, her voice hoarse with need, her breath already starting to race. “Please?”
    “Anything for you,” he replied with a grin, coming off of her and standing, slowly removing his jeans and watching for even the slightest hint of hesitation from his mate. 
    But the more he took off, the more he saw desire light her eyes. And by the time he’d removed his boxers, she seemed more than ready to eat him up. 
    Wishing he