CHAPTER 29
Saar gripped Kaelyn around the waist, tugging her close to his chest. Warmth from the fire chased away the chill in the air and cast a warm glow over Kaelyn’s features. He wrapped his hand around the base of her neck. The yellow scarf around his wrist reflected against the velvety skin at her throat, revealing just how vulnerable she was to him and how much she’d given him with her gift—trust, acceptance, love.
His chest constricted, squeezing the breath from him, but he couldn’t hold back, and he gave her a bruising kiss. Her hair grazed the back of his hand, his bicep, his chest. The long strands seemed to be everywhere, surrounding him in all that was Kaelyn.
She let out a possessive, demanding moan.
His little bear was everything he needed.
Her admiring gaze tracked over his chest and down to his waist. A soft growl emerged from her lips along with a flash of fang. “Seems you have a head start on me. Why am I still dressed?”
He chuckled, his chest warming from her words. “I can take care of that for you, if you’d like.”
She nodded. “I’d like that very much.”
With a swift move, he gripped the bottom of her shirt. She raised her hands, and he drew the thin material over her head. It landed on the wooden floor with a soft whoosh. Her bra, dark as night, accentuated the creaminess of her skin. He trailed a solitary finger along the strap and over the lip of the cup. With deliberate slowness, he rubbed his finger down the soft cleavage between her full and heavy breasts.
She gripped his forearms, a shiver wracking her body. “That feels good.”
“There’s more to come, little bear, I promise.” He brushed his finger up the other side, following the cup’s contour and over the strap. As he leaned forward, he slid his fingertips down her back and unhooked the clasp. Drawing the material forward, he exposed her luscious breasts to him for the first time. The bra slipped from his fingers, landing at their feet.
He held his breath, admiring her beauty. With tender care, he stroked his finger down her soft skin and cupped one breast in his palm. The heavy weight sent a surge of blood to his groin, straining his already hard shaft. A groan ripped from his throat.
Kaelyn tugged at his pants, pressing the material tighter against his erection.
He gripped her wrist in her palm. “Not yet.”
Saar’s inner beast growled, eager to take her right here, right now, but he wouldn’t, not that way. He wanted to take his time, enjoy her, savor her for as long as they had together.
She pouted, her pretty lips pursing for him.
He drew her to him, kissing her, possessing her, owning her. The sac under his tongue hardened, filling with his bonding ink. The urge to release the fluid pounded along with his heartbeat, but he resisted. Now was not the time, not yet. Breaking their kiss, he worked on her pants. The zipper released with a loud rip.
Helping him, she wiggled her way out of her trousers, kicking off her boots, underwear, and socks in the process. The entire heap ended up with the shirt. She grabbed the bra nestled between her toes, twirled it above her head, and tossed it onto the pile.
Naked before him, she was absolutely beautiful. She leaned forward, and he raised his hand. “Wait. Let me admire you first.”
A blush crept up her chest and into her cheeks, coloring her skin a lovely pink shade.
He chuckled. “I had no idea you had a shy streak. My, my.”
She crossed her arms over her chest, blocking his view of her beautiful breasts. When he gave her a chagrinned smile, her eyes sparked, and she trailed her hand down his arm. With a determination he knew better than to get in the way of, she laced her finger in the loop of his belt and tugged on the buckle.
Adept and quick, she had him undone in a matter of moments.
His member jutted over the opening, relief flooding him at the release from his confinement. He heeled off his boots and removed his pants, tossing them aside. As he stood, a low, feminine gasp rose into the air.
Saar glanced at her.
Kaelyn drew her attention from his crotch to his eyes. “Um, wow, just, wow.”
His chest filled with pride. “You like what you see?”
Kaelyn nodded and wrapped her fingers around his hard member.
An involuntary shiver of delight wracked his body, and a slow moan escaped his lips. “You’re killing me.”
For a moment darkness crossed her features, but then it faded, her smile returning. Releasing him, she placed her hands around his neck. As if she wanted to erase his words from his mouth, her demanding, fevered kiss bore into him.
She guided him toward the ferns he’d laid out for her to sleep on. Initially, he hadn’t planned on joining her, intent only on watching over her, and protecting her instead, but he was lost to her now. He helped her down to her knees, never letting her slip from his embrace. The fronds were soft, fresh, a carpet of greenery to cushion them from the hard floor.
Once on the supple leaves, both kneeling, he stopped their descent and cupped her chin in his palm. Kaelyn’s eyes glimmered in the fire’s soft glow, the golden flames dancing in the hazel-green. She smiled, and his heart softened, burning the vision of her lovely face into his mind. Her breasts pressed into his chest, her round, hard nipples lighting up his skin. Strands of her hair tickled his bicep, his hip, his thigh, driving his need for her.
Mine. The single word reverberated in his head with a growl. The beast knew what he wanted…Kaelyn. Saar couldn’t hold back any longer. He gripped her bottom, compressing her against him. His hot and hard erection pulsed along the smooth contours of her stomach.
She inhaled, then sighed on a long exhale.
Saar placed his hand at the base of her neck and claimed her mouth, licking the seam between her lips. As she opened to him, he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding along hers with delicious friction. The scent of sweet peas permeated the air, mixing with the aroma of burning cedar.
His shaft twitched with need, desire, and want for her. A growl eased from him, part frustration, part demand.
“Is something wrong?” Her breath came out in short, quick pants.
“I smell your arousal, little bear.” He pulled her closer, bringing her cheek to rest against his chest. With deliberate slowness, he trailed his hand down her back, over her long, soft tresses, until he came to rest at the juncture between her southern cheeks. “Spread your legs for me.”
She inhaled, tensing in his arms for a moment before relaxing once again. The scent of her need thickened. A soft sigh escaped her lips, and she complied with his demand, spreading her legs.
He slid his finger down her crease and between her slick passage. Her slippery wetness coated his skin. A moan escaped her lips, the vibration traveling from her chest to his, lighting up his senses.
He swirled his fingers along her delicate folds, wet and glossy with her arousal. Every third circle, he graced her clit, the little bud hardening under his ministrations. He tortured her for several long moments before dipping his finger into her cleft. Her sheath tightened around him.
His bonding sac hardened to the point of pain, and a groan of pure frustration eased from his throat. “Kaelyn, will you bond with me?”
“What?” she croaked.
“Little bear, will you be my mate?”
She moaned, writhing against his finger, matching the rhythm of his strokes. “I thought I already was.”
Pride expanded in his chest, filling him with love for his precious Kaelyn. He couldn’t speak, the words bottled up in his throat. Placing a finger under her chin, he drew her gaze to meet his.
Glossy and dark, her eyes spoke of her passion, her desire, her love for him.
Saar brought his lips to hers, and as he stroked her with his finger, he slid his tongue between her lips. She groaned under his onslaught, and before he could change his mind, question the rationality of his decision, he bit down on his bonding sac.
Ink filled his mouth, and as he kissed her, he gave her his heart along with his silky fluid. He crossed a line he could never come back from. She owned him, now and forever. When he broke the kiss, his shaft pulsed sensitive and hard against her abdomen.
Kaelyn’s rough panting grew to a fevered pitch while he continued to pleasure her. At last, she stiffened in his embrace, a shudder of pure feminine bliss pulsing through her, tying him to her as only she could.
White spots flitted across Kaelyn’s vision. Her legs trembled, quivering as the last pulse of her orgasm ran its course. Still on her knees with her head resting on his chest, she melted into Saar, enjoying his masculine scent and the fragrance of her arousal.
Saar withdrew his finger and gripped her thigh, her skin slick with her arousal. The erotic nature of it sent a fresh round of wetness to her core.
Long and hard, his erection pressed against her stomach. She choked out her words. “Saar, I want you, inside me.”
With a quick roll, he lay on the ferns, hauling her on top of him.
Her hands landed on his firm pecs, and she enjoyed how his taut muscles flexed beneath her fingers. Straddling his hips, the inside of her thighs compressed against his waist.
The hot length of his member pulsed against her buttocks and lower back. His hips undulated, moving with his hunger.
Need reflected in the depths of his eyes. Hooded and dark, they bore into her, reaching into the deepest recesses of her heart. Walls that once protected the precious organ, shattered.
I love him… Admitting this was easier than she’d expected, the truth of it soothing her battered heart. …and now I’m his mate.
Letting the tenderness he elicited in her soul flow through her hands, she ran her fingers over his strong pecs and biceps, enjoying his inner strength beneath the softness of his skin. That he hid the compassion in his heart around his rough exterior wasn’t lost on her.
She leaned forward and planted a kiss on his lips, pouring all her love for him into their embrace.
He responded to her, the passion between them sparking to a new level she didn’t know was possible. When he released her, she raised her hips and centered herself over him.
With deliberate slowness, she lowered herself onto his length, her body stretching to accommodate his size, which filled her with a delicious fullness.
“Are you all right?” The concern in his voice just about broke her.
A tightness formed in her throat. He was so caring, so loving, she didn’t deserve him. “I’m fine. Just need a moment.”
Although he nodded, apprehension remained etched in the lines around his eyes.
She tickled the fine hairs on his lower abdomen. “Don’t worry. You’re not hurting me.”
Saar held her gaze for a moment before his features relaxed, but there was something in his eyes she couldn’t quite put her finger on.
She lowered herself further and started moving, slow and steady at first then building in tempo. He gripped her hips, taking control, slowing her for a moment then increasing his speed. His jaw pulsed, pulling the scar taut across his lip, reminding her of his tale. He was an honorable male even if he didn’t believe it himself.
Her excitement built along with his until her orgasm broke free. She floated on a wave of ecstasy, carried along by his love for her and hers for him. He followed close behind, holding her still as he climaxed. After a long moment, he held out his arms and she lay on his chest. In his embrace, she discovered warm comfort. She knew deep in her soul that this was where she belonged. As she relaxed against him, exhaustion threatened to send her into a peaceful sleep.
Sooner or later, reality would crash down on them, but not today…not today.