Page 60 of My Unbearable Mate

At first, I wasn’t sure what he was talking about. He did all the hard work. All I did was mouth off. Nothing out of the ordinary.

“Oh, the magic,” I chuckled softly. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

“Tell me how it felt.”

“Incredible. If only I had any idea how to summon that feeling on command, maybe we could use it to solve our problems.” There was a massive problem in the form of a broken Bellamy right in front of me. “We can figure that out later, once we know you’re okay.”

“Maybe you can use some of that power to make me feel better.” His eyes were heavy lidded with the suggestion.

“You want me to—Oh.” If the bear hadn’t made himself clear, his hard shaft was more than willing to spell things out for me. “Here? Are you crazy?”

“I thought you were the daring one.”

I could’ve argued, because he really did need to get his arm set, but he’d also just fought the clan alpha and his former best friend for the right to claim me. Injury aside, it was the hottest thing any man had ever done. He deserved a reward.

And my inner muscles were pulsing with need for that cock.

“I am.” I swallowed hard as a car sped by us. “I thought you were the careful one.”

“That was the case before a bear I considered a brother wanted to kill me, and I realized everything about those beliefs was a lie.” He winced as he moved his arm. “Now I need to feel something real.”

I could’ve argued with him. After all, I was the one who got him into this mess. But the truth was, I was so turned on there was no way we were going anywhere until I honored his request.

“I can do that.” I scraped my teeth over my bottom lip, loving the appreciative growl that slipped out of Bellamy every single time I did it.

No surprise our lips tangled in a kiss. Bellamy was hungry, like he was figuring out what it meant to let himself lose control.

I could be the perfect tour guide.

It took everything I had to pull myself away from that kiss. I raked my gaze over Bellamy’s naked body. He was glorious even when bruised and broken.

“Tell me where it hurts,” I whispered, then drew away from him.

My first move was to run my hand up his leg, all the way up to the top of his thigh. A moan slipped from his lips.

Our gazes locked.

“Feels incredible,” he said.

I ran my hand over his other leg, stopping close to his cock, but careful not to touch it. That wasn’t the kind of ache I was concerned with. At least, not yet, even though my lady parts wanted to speak to the manager about it.

Massaging his hip, I moved up to the hard plane of his stomach. His hair tickled my hand as I caressed his skin. But that wasn’t all that I felt.

Maybe it was aftershocks of my magic, but there was a spark there, something dangerous and untamed, ready to ignite…

And I was about to make it explode. I lowered my mouth to his stomach, running my tongue along the defined lines of his six-pack, loving the way his muscles tensed in anticipation of my touch. I made my way up to his nipples, which tightened on contact, and circled each one.

His heart thundered in his chest. Sweet moon, that was the sexiest sound on earth.

I trailed my lips along his neck, back to his lips, and he welcomed me. It felt like a homecoming. Being in this bear’s arms felt fucking magical.

I made quick work of slipping out of my jeans, conscious of the occasional passing car but not really giving a fuck if they knew what we were doing. Bellamy had become the center of my universe, and a magical force field formed around us. Protecting us, shielding us.

He groaned as I dragged my panties over his stomach. The lace was soaked with my desire.

“You’re so ready for me.” His voice was pure rumble, like he was still in his bear form.

“We have a lot of time to make up for.”

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