Jessica lay sprawled on the tiny cot- Holy Motherfucking Stars, that climax just might kill her. Considering all the ways to die, this one wasn’t bad at all. She’d take her chances with Carson any day.

Carson had moved to lay beside her once more. His wounds must be hurting him. She felt so amazingly good right now it was hard to be sympathetic. She rolled on her side making room for him. His thick cock pressed against the small of her back.

Clearly, he wasn’t feeling that much pain.

“You ok?” He arranged the blankets to cover them, tucking them around her.

That was sweet of him especially since he was like living next to a furnace.

“I wasn’t sucker punched. I had an earth-shattering orgasm.” Leave it to him to fuss over her like she was some fragile thing.

She could feel his whole body tense with the restraint of letting her recover. But Jessica was never a girl who liked sweet and tender. She’d tried to resist her warrior past and it brought misery and death.

“What’s a girl gotta do to get taken from behind?” She pressed herself back against him, wiggling her ass on his cock and balls, which if memory served her correctly, drove him insane.

His chest pressed close against her reverberated with a growl. “Don’t tease me, Jess. I’m not in the state to be gentle or slow right now.”

“Who the fuck wants that?”

Jessica let out an ooof’ of surprise. Before she could blink, Carson flipped her on her stomach. He pulled her hips in the air, stabilizing her with one strong arm around her waist.

She spread her knees, remembering well his length and girth. When the head of his cock teased her clit, Jessica wanted to cry out in relief. She pushed back against him, wanting more.

With a groan Carson penetrated her completely. Jessica shuddered with pleasure, loving him filling the length of her.

“I love how tight you are.” His fingers flexed into her hips. He withdrew slightly to thrust inside again.

This time Jessica clamped her pussy muscles tight around him, trying to hold him inside her.

Carson pulled back until his cock was almost completely outside her.

Fuck this shit. Jessica wanted him buried deep. Forget the mind-blowing orgasm he’d given her minutes ago, she fucking needed his cock. Now.

Sensing her frustration, Carson increased his pace. The way his cock stroked her clit was making her dizzy. It felt so good. In and out. In and out. Nothing mattered but the creaking of the cot beneath them as her mate worked her hard.

He was going to make her cum again. She felt a delicious tense build inside her as she gloved him.

“Oh baby, I love it when you work me like that. That tight little pussy of yours wants it bad.”

As Carson pounded her, Jessica gave herself over to the delicious primal feeling of being taken by her mate. It would be over her dead body that she’d ever walk away from this man again.

She was spiraling higher and higher. Her climax swept over her like a tidal wave throwing her high then pulling her under until her very soul fused with Carson’s.

As her cries filled the cabin, Carson’s climax mingled with hers. She felt his seed pulse inside her. This was what mattered. Whatever external challenges warred against them they were forever mated. And if those outside forces wanted to separate them, they could go fuck themselves.

Four Years Later:

Jessica pushed the curtain aside. Being February it was still dark out but she could see the glow of the ice bear’s fur in the moonlight. He sat back on his haunches with his enormous front paws held at his sides.

Their daughter, Nell, three years old hurled herself at her shifter father with an airborn kick and a battle cry. He gently blocked her and she fell back in a snow bank.

She climbed out, dusted herself off and lectured her father. “Stop babying me. How is Olivia going to learn if I don’t set a good example?” She gestured to her young sister making snow angels. Olivia was very proud of her snow angels.

Jessica recognized the bear’s resignation from here. Her daughters were warriors. She patted her round belly. Carson was hoping for a son because he was vastly outnumbered in their trailer. She didn’t have the heart to tell him she was pretty sure this was another Amazon warrior babe inside her. She’d been training her girls herself until she’d gotten so big Carson worried about her balance.

They’d never left the station after capturing Cornelius Root. It seemed wise to have someone here providing security year-round. Even Aries lost interest in choices at the top of the world. As it turned out, the station was an excellent place to raise a family of Amazon warriors. And maybe a shifter cub or two.

The girls tumbled in the front door. “Mama! Mama! Did you see me?”

Carson followed soon after wearing jeans and a flannel. His thick silver hair was tousled and flecked with snow. He flashed her a sly smile that made her heart rate speed up. He’d been trying to tire the kids out so they’d have some time in the evening alone.

By the goddess, she loved this shifter. He was her heart. She could be happy anywhere with him. All that mattered was that they were together and a family.