Page 47 of Purrfectly Kissed

Beautiful.

Mine.

He felt his chest rumble with his Bear. The animal purring in approval, anxious to be near his mate. His ears picked up on the conversation the three of them were having, and quickly, his ears turn red. They were discussing his and Jessica’s as of yet, non-existent sex life.

Fuck that.

He would make sure his sexy little She-Cat would have something else to blush about the next time she was asked about his prowess.

Hell fucking yes.

The second he tugged her into his arms, the others in the room simply ceased to exist. His hands trembled when he got them on her, but only at first. After that, he knew exactly how to tease and touch his sexy little she-Cat.

His Bear pushed to take over, but he was in control now. It took a lot of strength to rein the animal in, kissing Jessica, taking more of his attention than he ever could have imagined. She was more intoxicating than anything he’d ever experienced.

He was vaguely aware of the sounds of footsteps coming down the hallway. Without thinking, he swept Jessica off her feet into his arms. Swallowing her startled moan. He continued to kiss her as he made his way hurriedly to his suite of rooms.

Luckily, as Beta, Brayden had been given his own wing inside the Maverick Pride House. It was necessary for him to be close to the Neta and to the Nari. But because of the previous tenant, he’d gutted the place.

As soon as Blake had been disposed of, Brayden had torn down walls, replaced sheetrock, and flooring. He’d repainted, re-tiled, and replaced every single inch of furniture. He’d wanted nothing of the man’s evil left to taint the space.

Now that he’d brought his mate here, he was glad he’d gone through all the trouble. Not only was this place new and clean, but he’d also reinforced the insulation in the walls to make it soundproof. The perfect den for a Bear and his mate.

Mine.

He eased the door closed and clicked the lock in place. Jessica smiled against his lips, her tongue exploring the inside of his mouth.

Fuck, she was so damn sexy. Thank the gods she was his.

Brayden wasn’t into sharing. He might have been a complete ass for not calling her for two days, but he’d make it up to her no matter how long it took. As a matter of fact, he was going to start right now.

“Brayden,” Jessica sighed his name as he sat her down on the bed.

Before she could say another word, he reached for the end of her sweater and tugged the soft fabric over her head. He needed her naked. The sooner the better.

Grrrrr.

The sight before him made his cock throb mercilessly. Little pieces of silvery lace barely covered her plentiful breasts, making his mouth water. She tried to cover her belly with her arms, but he would have none of that. He wanted to see every inch of her pale ivory skin.

“So beautiful,” he breathed, taking her hands away from her stomach and placing them next to her.

“I’m too big,” she murmured.

“You. Are. Fucking. Perfect.” His growl reverberated in the room.

“I’m a Bear, kitten, and you fill my hands like you were made for me.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Fuck yeah. Your skin is like fresh peaches and cream,” he growled, his voice was thick with his Bear.

“Your scent is like honey and gingerbread. And your taste, sweeter than all of those combined. Need you, mate.”

The heady scent of her arousal filled the room, making his animal rumble. He liked that she was turned on by him. It was natural for mates to want each other, but nothing in this world was a certainty. He’d learned that the hard way when his friend had died.

Not now, he pushed the thought out of his head.

He’d loved John like a brother and mourned Valerie’s death, even going so far as to take on the guilt for it, but not now and not here.

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