Chapter 8
When they got to the compound that Drake and his men called home they all began to tell her a bit about themselves, and their bears. Alaska loved listening to Drake talk, she laughed at the stories that the men told about their mischievous adventures. More than anything however she listened intently when they all told her the lore about mates and mating. The each had a different take on it and she wanted to know every single possible facet of what was coming her way by being in this life with Drake.
She understood mates now, and the reason why she was so totally chill while he told her everything. She’d accepted everything he had to say because of the pheromones that his bear had put out to calm her, his mate. It was a wild and crazy thing, but in all actuality, it made perfect sense. It was Mother Nature’s way of ensuring that her creatures, all of them, had their perfect balance and it seemed that she was Drake’s perfect balance.
Alaska giggled. When Drake asked her why she looked up at him and grinned. “I have dreamt about you since the first time that I saw you at the X Games and then the Winter Olympics. I’ve drooled over every poster, every picture, every, well, everything of you. It’s been so weird because I’ve practically stalked you for the last three years and now here you are telling me that I was born to be yours.”
“That is actually quite funny.”
“Except when I saw you with some woman, then it would break my heart. It was almost as if we were dating which was weird because I was freaking married at the time.” She was talking about him on magazine covers or in the gossip magazines where he dated on and off, on the very rare times that he did.
She heard his growl and looked up at him. “I told you that, you knew that I was married.”
“I know, and I still recall you telling me about the way your sister acted when you were going through the divorce. Personally, I think anyone willing to let someone as amazing as you go, in insane, but I won’t complain. It brought you to my bed.”
Alaska sighed and brushed her hand down the bedding and shrugged. “I was never good enough for him but honestly.” She turned to look up at him again. “I think it was him that was never good enough for me. I think I was in a holding pattern waiting for you. Who knew that this Christmas trip, the one I nearly bailed on, was the one that would bring me to you.”
Drake leaned in and brushed his lips against hers and rubbed his nose against hers. “Just heal. That’s all that you need to worry about right now little mate, heal and then we will work out everything else later.”
“Healing does sound good, especially if you promise to take me skiing another time. I came to Alaska to ski, it’s a passion of mine too, you know.” She told him with a small yawn.
Drake moved so that he could rest at her side but not jostle her too much she noticed. His heat kept her warm, and his nearness made her feel safe. She liked that, he seemed to know what she needed even if she didn’t. “But you are now my primary passion so rest. Stop fighting it, or Oliver will come back in here and ream me out, and you don’t want that, do you?”
“No, he’s mean when he gets all worked up about his patients.”
“That’s my girl. Sleep.” He was so kind to her, Alaska thought to herself when he kissed the side of her cheek and stroked her skin to get her to calm enough to start to slide into sleep.
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Alaska and Drake seemed to click together as if they were born for each other, at least that was what she told him over cereal one morning. They were sitting on the back porch watching the Northern Lights eating their Frosted Flakes cereal when Adam and Trent had come back from the forest in bear form. When both men shifted Drake put his hand up in front of her eyes and growled at his friends, “Not even funny guys, she doesn’t need to be privy to the viewing of the world’s smallest dicks you know.”
Alaska had laughed at that. They hadn’t looked in the least small to her. Holy hell, those men were packing, in a good way too. They didn’t do the things to her woman bits like Drake did but she wasn’t dead and she could appreciate a good body and both men had them, like crazy good. “Awe, come on Drake they aren’t the world’s smallest. They just don’t have monster penis’s which is a good thing because that would scare me away from this place.”
Drake’s rumble had Alaska leaning her head on his shoulder and looking up at him. “Besides, no one would ever compare to you. You are the only one I love and you know it big guy.” That rumble turned into almost a happy chortle in seconds. It was just another thing she loved about her bear shifter, she could tell his moods by the sounds he made. God she loved that man.
It was surreal how quickly time passed for Alaska and the men she was now living full time with. She had physical therapy with Oliver three times a week once she was deemed capable. Now she was looking down the face of a mountain with the whole group at her back, Drake at her side.
She grinned and looked over at him with happiness all but bursting from inside of her, at least that’s how it felt. “I can’t believe that we are going to do this.” He was going to take her down the mountain. Well, hill, but still she was on the snow with Drake-freaking-Tillman. A man who was more than a man, a polar bear shifter who was also her mate. She shot him a heated look and grinned. “So my physical therapist has signed off enough for us to go skiing, think that means we can do other things too?”
That was all she said before she stabbed her poles into the powder and took off down the hill. She knew every one of his friends heard her as well, but she honestly didn’t care. She was going absolutely insane because she was extremely mad-crazy for this man and needed him, desperately. She ached every single night for him, and it was made all the worse because she slept with him and couldn’t ease her own need with her fingers.
Before she knew it, she had men flying past her, heard the others laughing as they flew past her and then she felt more than saw Drake at her side. “Yes, that’s exactly what that means which is why I’ve asked the boys to give us the weekend alone. I want to bond with you, my fucking bear is tearing me up inside to bond with you.” She didn’t know how he was talking as if he was walking alongside her when she was breathless, but then again, this was second nature to him, skiing.
She slid to a stop at the bottom of the hill, she was breathless and ached a bit, but she felt amazing to be in the sunshine and on the snow. She looked up at him and then pulled her goggles from her eyes. “You’ve told me a bit about the bonding but will it really take the whole weekend?”
“No, but is it so bad of me to want you to myself for an entire weekend?” He asked as he stabbed his poles into the ground and stepped off his skis in a practiced move and then stepped onto hers with her.
He wrapped her in his arms, and she all but melted into his embrace. “No, it’s not bad at all. In fact, I approve of it, a great deal. I love the fact that you want to have me all to yourself.” She tilted her face up to his and smiled. “I think you should kiss me now.”
When Drake did just that Alaska went weak in the knees and he quickly kicked the locks of her skis and pulled her up into his arms. She could hear his bear growling now, and it was the sexiest fucking thing she had ever heard in her whole life.
“No more teasing.” His eyes were bleeding over into coal black, the color of his bear's eyes. She reached up and put her hand on the back of his head and pulled him down to her and kissed him again, it was all she could think to do at that moment.
Before she knew it they were back at the house and she was in his bed once more. She had enjoyed sleeping at his side since they brought her here and now she was going to do far more than that and couldn’t wait. She began to tear at his clothes, the Velcro of his coat giving a super satisfying rip of a sound which had her grinning up at him. “God I love that sound.” Now if only she could get him completely naked.
“I would love it even more if it were your shirt I was tearing off of you.” He told her with a low growl while he tore his way through her clothes, pushing her snow pants down her body and then rubbing his massive hands back up the backsides of her legs and ass as he worked his way up her jean clad legs. “You are fucking perfect, Alaska.”
“You are pretty perfect yourself, big guy.” She moaned her words because by that time he had latched his hands into her jeans and was pulling them down her legs. Damn he worked fast when he wanted to. “Holy shit you are fast.”
“Only on some things.” He assured her as he crept up her body, pausing here and there to kiss the back of her knees, her thighs, the backs of her calves and then finally he hesitated at her pussy and looked up at her. “I’ve smelled you for the last several weeks, and it's been killing me. I’ve wanted to taste you for weeks, and I’ve had to be good.”
He parted her labia and before she could even mutter his name he licked her from the bottom of her pussy to her clit and then sucked on her clit driving her wild. She screamed his name while arching up and tensing from the pure pleasure that she received in that one small action. Using just his tongue, that large, thick muscle he licked her again, dragging the tip of his tongue against her clit to tease her.
His thumbs held her pussy apart so that he could toy with her. She watched in stunned amazement when he pulled back slightly, a grin on his face. She shivered and then bit her lower lip when she watched him suck two of his fingers, oh hell yes he was toying with her and god she loved it, he then swiftly plunged those two thick fingers deep into her tight pussy which had her screaming his name again.
Once more he was back to working on her clit, his tongue flicking it and then sucking, alternating between the two actions and keeping her guessing as to what he was going to do next. When he added a third and twisted his fingers, she braced her feet on the bed and arched her body up so that she could come again. Pleasure rushed through her body once more, and she saw spots swimming before her eyes while she orgasmed in a way she never believed possible. It had been so long since she had sex, and before that the sex was so bad that it was laughable but what Drake did to her was magical, he went in with a single-minded purpose and that was to ensure that she was satisfied and her ex had never done that for her, he had only been about getting his own rocks off and fuck what she needed.