“Not like this, not this powerful, not this definite.”
The way he said that last part had me feeling like liquid.
He took another step closer and I found myself moving one back.
“If I took you right now, filled you with my seed, you’d get pregnant, India.” He looked at my mouth, his eyes going half-mast, this almost purr leaving him. “A definite.” He slowly lifted his gaze from my mouth to look into my eyes.
My mouth was parted as I breathed fast and hard, so aroused as I stared at Oli, knowing how much he wanted me in this moment, that I couldn’t even catch my breath.
He took another step forward and I found myself between him and the front of the house, nowhere else to go. But this cat and mouse game, this forward and backward tango, only made the situation hotter.
He lifted his hands and placed them on the house, one hand on either side of my head. “What do you want, India?” He said those words low, deliberate, as he leaned in, our mouths only inches apart now. “If you don’t want this, I can wait, although it’ll be hard as fuck, baby. So damn hard I might not be able to control the shift, not when my bear wants out.” He closed his eyes, growling low. “A fertile mate is something that’s hard to resist, India.” His words were so low I almost didn’t hear him.
I panted, his words turning me on. The truth was, I wanted this. I wanted Oli in all ways, wanted this life we were creating.
I wanted his baby inside of me.
The way his pupils dilated and contracted, dilated and contracted, was a clear indication that he was barely hanging on to his control.
I licked my lips, knowing what I wanted, that starting this next chapter in my life would change a lot, but for the better. Always for the better.
“Tell me what you want, India.” He leaned in another inch, his mouth nearly brushing mine now.
“Take me to our room,” I said without hesitation.
Oli grinned, but it was a feral one, a flash of straight white teeth. I swore his pleasure was tangible in that moment, swore his body got bigger. And then he had me in his arms, his hands cupping my ass, holding me close to him, the feel of his hard, massive erection digging right between my thighs.
“Tonight, I’m going to fill you with my baby, India. Tonight, I’m getting my mate pregnant.”
And then he was striding inside of the cabin and to our room. He set me on the bed and I felt my heart trying to beat through my ribs.
“Are you ready for me, mate?” he asked as he started undressing.
I licked my lips nodded. “I’ve always been ready for you,” I said as I watched him get rid of the last stitch of clothing he wore. He stalked toward me.
“You’re so fucking perfect.” He grinned. “You’re all fucking mine.”
Nothing like a possessive bear shifter to make a girl feel like she was his world.
The End