stupid I was.” His hands ran between her legs, and she opened for him. He grinned. “You’re so wet and ready.” Her hips rocked forward, and she gasped when he slipped a finger inside her entrance. She wanted his hard cock, but his fingers moved and she couldn’t resist coiling around them. “Crawford,” she moaned. “I’ve waited so long.” Her head rolled to the side. He widened her entrance and she wondered if he was helping her prepare for his width. It wouldn’t be easy to take all of him at once, but she wanted to try. “I know you have. I’m a fucking idiot.” He worked his fingers back and forth, and brought them to his lips. His tongue ran over the tips. “You’re so sweet.” His eyes closed, and Mila groaned when his fingers slid inside her again. “I want you.” She panted. “I need you. I don’t want to come without you.” She tried to hold off her orgasm. It was beautiful and delicate—constructed from his touches, from his words. Built from the heat of their bodies. “I want you too, baby.” He kissed her collarbone. “I want to bury myself inside you.” He kissed her throat. “I want to fuck you until sunrise tomorrow.” She moaned at his words. “I want to fill you. I want to know every part of you.” “What’s stopping you?” she grinned. “I’m yours.”
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Crawford H e looked in her eyes . The woman he finally realized was his mate. Only, she had no fucking clue what that meant. He had never worried about this scenario. He had always planned on finding a she-bear. But Mila was anything but a bear. She was a gorgeous sexy woman, begging him to fuck her until the sun came up. And there was nothing he wanted to do more. His bear was hungry for her now. He groaned. He wanted to claim her, but he didn’t know how she would feel when she found out about his other life. The one that brought him to the cabin. He wanted to be inside her. He wanted to fill her with his cubs. He wanted to tell her she was his mate. But he had to do this the right way. He sat forward. He saw the look of panic flash across her face. “What’s wrong?” she asked. “Nothing’s wrong.” He picked her up in his arms and brought her against his chest. He heard the raw thump of her heart. “I need to tell you something too. Before we…before you’re mine.” The worried look on her face immediately transformed into a shy smile. “I’ll be yours?” He nodded. “But I think we need to take a breath.” “It’s too fast, isn’t it?” She searched his eyes for an answer, but he knew there was no way she was going to guess this. “But it’s not fast. We know each other. We’ve known each other for a year.” He squared her shoulders to face him. Her skin was soft and warm in his hands. He almost abandoned his idea, but he wanted his mate to know from the beginning. He felt happy and excited. He was getting ready to tell Mila she was the woman he was going to spend forever with. His heart was about to jump out of his chest. “It’s not too fast. It’s perfect.” He tucked her hair behind her ear. God, she was beautiful. Why hadn’t he seen the emerald glimmer in her eyes before? “If it’s the condom thing…” she blushed. “I’ve been tested and I haven’t slept with anyone in a year. Not since I met you. I just couldn’t.” He groaned. Damn. He hadn’t thought about her being with another man, but his heart beat faster knowing she had been saving herself for him all this time. “It’s not the condom thing. But that plays into it.” He placed his hand over her heart, feeling the certain rhythm beat against his palm. “What is it?” “You and me. This is something you want, right?” She nodded. “It’s all I’ve wanted.” He smiled. She was the perfect woman. The woman who would give him cubs. The woman he would share everything with. He had heard that he would know when he found his mate. Crawford always thought it would be an instant