“Absolutely not, Eddie. I need you in every way I can have you,” I say, using my bear's strength to flip us over and work his pants down. I let my fingers explore him for a bit. Feeling every crevice of him before I lick my lips and bend down to latch my lips onto his cock. I tease his base with my tongue, watching his face as he closes his eyes for a second, and his chest heaves as if he can’t hold back any longer. I flatten my tongue against him and let it drag up his length. Watching his every jolt and twitch as his anticipation builds up makes me feel all the more powerful.
I want him to want me as I want him, and I can see that he does. I go down, wrapping my lips around his head and taking him fully in my mouth. I’m aching darn near as much as he is.
“Christ—Buttercup,” he says as his hands tangle in my hair, directing me just how he likes. I put one of my hands at his base, working him there too as I moved up and down his length. His moans filling the room alongside the grumbled moans I let out while still around him. I work slowly, now understanding why he edged me last time. Understanding the joy and pleasure around prolonging the experience. Goodness, I could do this all day. Igag around him, and tears form, but I don’t care. I suck him down as far as I can before coming back up and starting all over.
“Baby girl, I’m coming,” he says, and I stop, slowly sliding up and off him with a pop, not letting him come.
“How do you like that?”
“Not nearly as much as you’re going to like this,” he says, tossing me down like a rag doll. He slowly parts my thighs and trails his fingers down to my center. He presses two fingers into me, and his head lolls back as he groans. “Buttercup, you’re soaked.”
I moan as I arch my back. He twists his fingers to hit just right. Between that and him rubbing my clit with his thumb, I nearly combust, and that’s when I know I’m mating Eddie Enchanted.
Tonight.
My teeth ache in my gums, and my fingernails get sharper. I can feel the glow in my eyes.
“Eddie,” I whimper. He slips his fingers from me before I can come, and soon his cock is inside me. He gives me one slow starter thrust before the dam of his control breaks.
This is the moment I mate Eddie Enchanted. My canines coming down fully as he pushes in again, a wave of pleasure racing forward, closer, to where I want. He slinks back out and then in again, faster and faster as we both get closer.
“I love you. Oh, damn, I love you so damn much, Willow,” he mutters, kissing me all over my face and neck. I can feel the nip of his canines as he kisses me, and the tiny shocks add to the mounting pleasure.
“I love you, Eddie,” I say as my body has had enough, and I lean up to kiss the spot between his neck and shoulder before I fully bite into him. He takes this moment to bite my shoulder, and his teeth sink in, past my skin, marking me as his for life. There is a settling in my soul as our bites recognize one another,finally being completely at ease. That euphoric feeling pushes me over the edge, and we come together as our fates are sealed.
Eddie Enchanted is mine, and I am his.
EPILOGUE
EDDIE
Our bites didn’t heal,and today is finally the day. It’s our day. The day of Willow’s and my mating ceremony. As much as she protested, there was no way I was letting Milo rob her of her having her dream ceremony.
Even if we already have our bite marks, which was only supposed to happen the night of the ceremony, but since when are Willow and I so traditional? We have two pets, for goodness’ sake.
I stare into the mirror, watching as the brown suit molds to my shoulders and lays just right across my chest. Sliding my glasses up my nose, I smile even harder than I already am, remembering how feral Willow gets over these damn glasses.
My Buttercup won’t be a Buttercup anymore; she will be an Enchanted.
Willow Enchanted.
I like that. Actually, I love that. Since our little encounter with Milo, she’s been free to love me, and I can’t help but eat it up every chance I get.
I stand outside watching my Pack members crowd around for our monthly Pack barbecue that’s been taken over by my matingceremony. Many of my Pack members are wolves, and they don’t do this whole shebang, but it’s nice to see my Pack dressed up in suits, and Flora, Layla, Luxe, and Remi dressed in formal dresses.
There are people everywhere, including my mother and Willow’s family. My mom comes up to me as I step outside, closing the sliding door behind me. My heart races as I get excited about officially being Willow’s mate. I’m sure my mother can feel my racing heart when her hand reaches my chest. Chuckling, she moves and cups my face between her hands.
“You made it, baby. You did it,” she says with tears in her eyes. “You’ve found your mate.”
“Yes, I finally did,” I say. I pull her into a hug, secretly hoping her tears don’t fall on my suit jacket. Can’t kill a guy for wanting to look his best for his mate.
“You may not have got the heat house, but you got the mate, and that’s just as beautiful,” my mother says as she smiles encouragingly, even though it’s not needed.
“I would be satisfied if I only got Willow, but I got my heat house too,” I say.
“How?” she says in shock as her smile gets bigger.
“I’ve gone independent. With Jackson as my investor, I’ll be forming my own team, and we’ll bring the idea of heat houses to the shifter community.” Everything was happening so fast, and I have no idea where Jackson got the money to invest in me, but we’re doing this together. Starting by finalizing the heat house in our backyard. After that we’ll advertise to other Packs in the area and once they become normalized, we’ll use the profit to build houses for the community, for those without Packs. It’s a long road, but I know we’ll get there. I’ll keep my job at Cloud until we get our first buyer, and then it’s off to the races for Jackson and I.
