Page 29 of A Very Beary Christmas
I would give her an eternity if she asked. Thankfully, it didn’t take nearly that long before she relaxed and began to squirm beneath me. I took that as my cue and began to move, slowly withdrawing and pushing forward.
I had never felt anything like it. With each thrust, I felt us growing closer, our hearts and souls entwining. An ache and tingle swelled low and deep, at the base of my shaft, even as I felt Chloe tightening around me.
Our hearts were hammering, our bodies covered in perspiration, when Chloe pleaded once again, “Yes, Sam! Do it!” She turned her head slightly, instinctively baring the delicate area between her neck and shoulder.
As fire raced from my balls and into my cock, I bit down hard, marking my mate and claiming her as my own forevermore.
Fireworks exploded behind my eye lids as I exploded deep within Chloe. I was vaguely aware of her scream as she wrapped her legs around my hips and held me tightly and deeply.
I continued to pump everything I had into her, tasting her blood on my tongue. I had no idea how long it lasted; I just knew Chloe and I clung to each other, riding each wave as it crested, fell, and built once again.
When the last of the aftershocks faded away, I rolled onto my back, taking Chloe with me.
“That was amazing,” she said on a moan.
I grunted, bear and man in complete agreement.
