Alpha's Rescue (Shifter Ops 5)

“Teddy,” she whimpers.

I vow to earn those desperate whimpers at least three times a day until the day we both die. Together, of course. In our sleep. Dreaming about each other.

I take my time, circling her clit, flicking it, sucking it until she squirms and moans and cries out for more. Only then do I rise up, remove my jeans and climb over my beautiful mate.

“I’ll be careful,” I tell her. I’m warning my bear. We have to be careful with her. She’s human. If I bite too deeply or in the wrong place, I could cause real damage.

Lana’s beyond caring. She wraps her legs behind my hips and pulls them down to meet hers. I chuckle, lining my cock up with her entrance and rubbing the head in her juices.

She’s ready.

More than ready.

I press into her and shudder with the rightness of it. The satisfaction of coupling with my mate–my acknowledged mate–is unrivaled.

“Babygirl, you feel so good,” I moan, rocking into her with slow, deliberate strokes.

Her head lolls back on the pillow. “You feel good to me, too, Teddy. I love how big you are. How rough you get.”

Aw, fuck. She makes it impossible to hold back. I brace my hands on either side of her head and pick up my speed, slamming home with more force, with more ambition.

I want it to last forever–this claiming of my mate–but there’s also the desperate sensation that I will literally die if I don’t claim her now.

Right now.

Right fucking…

“Oh fates,” I grunt, my balls drawing up tight.

Lana shifts her hips, and I can suddenly dip in even deeper. “Yes!” she cries out. “Teddy, right there!”

I curse, unable to do anything but jackhammer her in the exact spot she requested. I need to satisfy my female. Need to make her come like my life depends on it.

I suppose it does.

“Lana,” I choke, feverish now. I sense the change coming on. My fangs lengthening to mark her. My eyes must have changed color, too.

“Oh my God, Teddy. Teddy. Teddy!” Lana screams, and I slam home, both of us coming at the same time. Her tight muscles squeeze my dick, pulsing around my girth as I spend and spend inside her.

I wait to mark her, wait until we’ve ridden the crest of the orgasm and passed over the other side. I wait until she’s gone limp and is moaning softly beneath me. Only then do I lower my head and sink my teeth into the soft flesh of her breast. I bite the upper side, where it rises to meet the shoulder.

She gasps, her eyes flying wide, her hands catching my head.

Oh Fate. I will punch my own face if this was traumatic for her. I carefully extricate my teeth. “I’m sorry, babygirl. I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” I swipe my tongue across the wounds to clean them and give her the healing properties in my saliva. It’s not potent, like a vampire’s, but it will help.

“Wow. Um, no, I’m okay. You marked me? You bit my breast.”

I stroke my thumb across her soft cheek. “I did, babygirl. I love these breasts. I wanted to see my mark there every time I get you naked.”

Her laugh comes out in a rush. “Am I yours now?”

My bear rumbles in satisfaction. My mate.

I repeat the words out loud for Lana’s benefit. “Forever, babygirl. Bears mate for life. There’s no going back now.”

“As if I’d ever want to.”

The near catastrophe of her mindwipe and assassination are too close for me not to shudder at the idea of losing her. “I will never let you go again. Never, ever,” I swear.

“Okay, Viking.” Her eyes drift closed, the marking and sex and the insanity of the day catching up with her.

I drop to her side and mold my body around hers, draping an arm under her breasts. “I love you.”

“Mmm,” she murmurs sleepily. “I love you, too, Viking Bear.”

EPILOGUE

Lana

“I’m just saying,” I splay my hands to make my case. “His bear is light brown, and he’s huge. As big as Everest.”

Teddy smiles in the indulgent way he has when I’m being ridiculous and cute. “What are you getting at, babygirl?”

I glance around. Teddy and I are in the middle of the forest, taking the ATV into town. There’s no one around, but I take no chances and lower my voice. “Matthias is a pizzly bear.”

“Interesting theory. You know, you could just ask him.”

“I did! He just looked at me, all mysterious. I got flustered and started talking about the efficacy of human birth control in human-shifter relations. You know, in case your super powerful werebear sperm invades my womb, takes out my IUD and makes me pregnant. I want to be ready.”

I can tell Teddy was not expecting this line of conversation. His forehead creases, but he stays remarkably calm. “What did he say?”