Page 46 of Purrfectly Kissed

His Bear growled while he nibbled. Big, rough hands ran up and down her body, sending little sparks of desire throughout. He was wearing sweats now, and a shirt, the casual attire Hunter kept stocked around the Pride House for anyone needing a quick change.

Shifters did not typically care about nudity, but ever since Hunter had mated Elissa, he’d been pretty easily riled by naked men strutting around his mate. Jessica did not mind the material, but she wanted to feel all of him, hot and hard against her skin.

Brayden growled and her body responded. Heat pooled between her thighs and her nipples hardened into tiny pebbles. She ached, actually fucking ached as he ran his amazing hands up and down her back, over her wide, round hips, until he was firmly cupping her ass.

His nimble fingers found the tear in her jeans and Brayden’s growl grew louder. He teased her skin, sliding his hand inside the material to knead her plump flesh. Her breath hitched as his fingertips teased the patch of lace that covered her cheeks.

“These fucking jeans are making me crazy,” he groaned and flexed his hips, pressing the steel rod of his cock against her belly.

“Yeah?”

“Most definitely,” he said, teasing her lips with his own.

Never quite meeting, just soft brushes of his impossibly nubile lips over hers, like short glimpses of the kiss they shared. Jessica wondered if a person could die from longing.

Brayden’s delicious mouth hovered close, so close to her own. His breath tickled, mingling with hers as he left whisper soft touches on her mouth and cheeks, even her nose.

“Brayden,” she moaned his name.

The moisture between her thighs increased. Her stomach contracted. She desperately wanted him to close those few millimeters between them. To feel his soft, warm mouth against hers.

“What is it you want sweet Jessica? Tell me.”

“Your mouth,” she demanded.

“Gods, I want your mouth.Please.”

“That’s all you had to say,” he replied and smirked.

She could’ve kicked him. She would too. Later. After he finished kissing the fuck out of her mouth.

Prrrrrr.

ChapterSixteen

Brayden’s Bear had already picked up the scent of his luscious mate in the air when he exited the Neta’s office.

Sure, the briefing had been troublesome, but it fell from his mind the second he got a trace of honey, nutmeg, and ginger in his nostrils. She was still there, inside the Pride House.

Relief and urgency rushed through his blood at the thought of Jessica so close. She hadn’t left yet, and he could still catch up to her. Maybe even finish what they’d started outside.

Find. Kiss. Claim.

His Bear roared the words in his mind’s eye. And yes, the notion held merit. Brayden was big enough to admit he was done pretending he could live without her. At least, he could admit that much to himself.

His Bear pushed him to move faster. Particularly when he thought of the other single, unmated males that lurked nearby. If any of them went near his unclaimed mate made, his beast was going to go wild. He looked down to see claws tipping his hands and fur sprouting along his arms.

Fuck.

He had to get a grip on his Bear before he sought her out. As if sensing his plans, the Bear receded, allowing Brayden’s human self to act once more in control.

Even his animal understood there were things only the human side of him could accomplish. Such as claiming their sexy as hell mate. Hunting her scent through the house had him even more on edge.

He finally found her sitting in the informal dining room with Elissa and Uncle Uzzi. Brayden had had his doubts about the Witch, but now he realized he owed his future happiness to the powerful man.

Without him, he would have never had the courage to go beyond his own past to acknowledge the female the Fates had sent him.

His sweet Jessica.

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