Her fingers curl in my hair, tugging enough to steal my breath.“I trust you.”
Those three words hit harder than any punch I ever took in the Army.
I drop to my knees in front of her before I can stop myself, resting my hands on her thighs—warm, solid, and real.I don’t touch anywhere she hasn’t already invited me to.
“Fern,” I say quietly, grounding myself in her name.“Tell me what you want.”
She swallows, eyes dark, brave, and unsure all at once.“I want… you.I want to stop thinking so much.I want to feel safe.”
My bear stills completely.
“I can do that,” I promise.“I’ll always do that.”
She pulls me up by my shirt and kisses me like she’s been waiting her whole life to do it.There’s no rush now, just heat, pressure, learning each other’s rhythm.I lay her back against the bed and hover over her, giving her time, giving her control.
Every time she nods, every time she touches me back, something inside me settles.
This isn’t just the mating heat.This is choosing.
My hands reach for her pants, and I pull them down her legs slowly, giving her time to stop this.She doesn’t, so I reach for her panties next.They’re wet, and I swear I almost come at the sight of that damp spot.
“Fucking hell, Fern.You’re gorgeous.Utter perfection.”
She blushes, and then she’s reaching for me.She tugs off my shirt and tosses it aside.We both reach for my jeans.She undoes the button, and I unzip, standing to kick them off.
Then I’m back in bed with her, our bare skin rubbing together.My bear is on edge inside me.The mating heat grows stronger as it gets darker outside and the full moon rises.
“I need to taste you,” I mumble, kissing my way down her neck
She sucks in a sharp breath as I cup her breasts and flick my tongue over her nipple.I suckle it until it stiffens, grazing it with my teeth.
“Oh!”Fern gasps.
I’m encouraged by her response.I’ve never done this before, and I want tonight to be good for her.She deserves the best of everything, and I’m going to give her that.
My teeth graze over the sensitive peak again, and she arches against me.
“Don’t stop!”she gasps.
I double my efforts, plucking her other nipple until she’s writhing beneath me.Switching to her other breast, I roll my tongue over her nipple and suck it into my mouth.
I listen to Fern for my cues.Anytime she gasps, cries out my name, or arches into me, I know she likes what I’m doing.
“Jameson!”she cries out as I kiss my way lower.
My cock is rock hard, rubbing against the sheets, driving me crazy.I know I won’t be able to come until I’m inside her, so the friction is torture.
I settle between her thighs, and she pants as she gazes down at me.
“Jameson—”
She cut off when I spread her legs wider and bury my face in her drenched folds.I growl as I lick up all her juices.My tongue spears into her tight opening, but I’m only able to get the tip in.
“I’m going to have to loosen you up,” I growl.
Fern moans.“Oh, God.”
My tongue licks up to her clit, circling the sweet little pearl until her hips grind into my face.
