After they told Rollo everything, the Bear Patrol took to the woods to find the bad guys. Daisy and Cyrus were left at the Timber Bear Ranch to wait for news. Leland had offered to give the couple a suite at the Fate Mountain Lounge.

In the upstairs spare bedroom, Daisy slipped into the dress that Sylvia had lent her. She walked into the hallway and found Cyrus standing there, dressed in Leland’s clothes. He was wearing blue jeans and a flannel shirt. He’d trimmed his beard and had cut his hair to shoulder length. Daisy’s eyes widened in surprise at his cleaned-up look.

“You look good enough to eat,” she said with a feral grin.

He closed the space between them and gathered her in his arms, growling into the crook of her neck.

“Promise,” he said.

“Why don’t I get you two to the lodge?” Leland said with a grin as he climbed to the top of the stairs.

“I couldn’t agree more,” Cyrus said, taking Daisy’s hand.

Daisy grabbed Fifi’s carrier. She and Cyrus followed Leland down the stairs and outside to his cherry red crew cab. Cyrus sat in the front with Leland and Daisy sat in the big backseat with Fifi. She listened to the brothers chat as they drove into town. Seeing Cyrus with his brother allowed her to witness a whole other side of him. Cyrus was a good man and a good brother.

She didn’t know what the future held for them. All she knew was that she loved her mate and was delighted that they were together.

Leland had arranged a full package that included food and lodging. The female attendant whose name tag said ‘Kelly Green’ gave them the keycard and directions to their room. Leland had reserved them the bridal suite for their stay and Daisy couldn’t be happier. She felt like a bride in so many ways, even though they had never said their vows. Not in so many words, anyway.

Having been claimed and changed by her mate, Daisy was more connected and bonded to him than a thousand weddings could provide. She walked hand-in-hand with Cyrus through the hallways of Fate Mountain Lodge, up the elevator and into their penthouse suite.

The room they entered was a well-appointed living room/dining room area with a big screen TV, fluffy comfortable couches and a rectangular dining table that was just beyond the compact kitchen. After letting Fifi out of her carrier, Daisy passed the dining table and noted the menu for room service. She then walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge.

Inside, she found drinks and snacks. She grabbed two ginger ale bottles and handed one to Cyrus. She glanced into the bedroom to see it was furnished with a king-sized bed covered in a fluffy comforter. The entire hotel room was done in a classic rustic style that went perfectly with the surroundings. She walked out onto the balcony beyond the French doors in the living room and looked out at the view of Lake Fate. The silver water twinkled in the full moonlight. She turned to Cyrus who had walked outside beside her, the tingle of ginger ale still in her mouth from her last sip. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him, kissing her lips fiercely in the cool evening air.

“Have I told you how much I love you today?” he said with a growl.

She felt his body rise against her, awakening all her newfound desire in one quick jolt.

“Have I told you how much I want you?” she said, pushing back against him.

“I’m going to run my lady a bath with hot running water and fancy soaps.”

“That sounds so good,” she said with a giggle, nipping at his bottom lip.

He growled into her ear and escorted her into the bathroom where he started the bath as they kicked out of their shoes.

“Tomorrow I’m going to take you shopping. Jessie has my credit cards and is bringing them in the morning.”

“I still haven’t met your brother Jessie,” she said.

“He’s been helping me sell my wares online. And he keeps updates on my investment accounts that I’ve made over the years. I have a substantial bank account.”

“You do?”

“It pays not to have any expenses. And I’m also one quarter owner of Timber Bear Ranch.”

That made Daisy think about their future. But she stopped herself; she didn’t want to think about it now. She’d much rather think about the warm water that had filled the huge jetted bathtub.

She began to pull off her clothes as Cyrus gazed up at her. She gathered her long wavy blonde hair over her shoulder and tested the water with her big toe. It was a little hot but just perfect. She dipped her foot in further, followed by her whole leg, and then the other. She slowly sat and rested her back against the sloping side of the tub and let out a long, satisfied sigh.

“This feels so good.”

“It looks good too, from where I’m sitting,” Cyrus said, watching her body under the waterline.

Daisy ducked in the water, wetting her hair. She giggled and wiggled her finger at Cyrus, motioning for her him to join her. He tore out of his shirt and pants and plunged into the water. She giggled again as the water splashed in her face. Cyrus prowled across the tub to gather her in his arms. He sat with her partially on his lap, kissing the back of her neck and ear.

“Let me wash your hair,” he said.

He squirted sweet smelling shampoo in his hand and massaged the shampoo over her scalp and down the length of her tresses. It felt so good to have his hands on her like this. She felt his manhood, hard between the crease of her ass. She groaned and bit her lip as Cyrus began to rinse the shampoo from her hair. When the soap had rinsed clean, she leaned back and rested her head against his chest, reaching up to claim his mouth with her own. He kissed her deeply and grasped her breast, still slippery with soap. He ran her nipple through his fingers, pinching lightly as his other hand ran over her hip in between her thighs. Daisy groaned, wanting more, wanting everything.

He rubbed against her, pulling her back over his length. He rested his cock between her legs and arched his hips to rub up and down over her most sensitive parts. He grasped at her other breast, exciting her budded nipple. She groaned into his mouth and ran her fingers through his hair. She pushed against his hardness, wanting him inside.

“I’m going to wash your body,” he growled.

He squirted a few drops of body wash in his hands and began to rub it all over her body. The slick, slippery sensation of his flesh on her skin made her dizzy with desire. He passed his soapy hand over his cock and stroked several times. She felt it throb between her thighs as Cyrus slid his soapy hand over her pussy. He pulled back, pressing his head of his cock against her opening.

She groaned into his kiss, biting at his lip. Cyrus grasped her hips and pushed her down over his manhood. He split her open with a burst of flaming pleasure. Daisy moaned and broke their kiss as the fire of orgasm burned through her. Cyrus grasped both of her breasts at the same time and Daisy rested her head against his shoulder as he slowly moved in and out of her in exquisitely long thrusts.

Daisy couldn’t stand it anymore. She needed to kiss him; she needed to look into his eyes. She needed to control this raging inferno inside her. She slid away from Cyrus and turned around, resting her hands on his shoulders as she slid down over him again. Her knees on either side of his hips.

“My little bear is on fire,” he growled, thrusting up into her.

She threw her head back as she rode him, her breasts bouncing as he caught them in his mouth. He held her hips in his hands, pumping upward into each of her wild bucks. He pushed her deep and hard, over the edge of reason. Pleasure tugged between, pulling like a taut cord that vibrated with intense sound. She threw her head back and groaned as Cyrus pumped into her three times, in forceful succession. Her pussy throbbed around his cock, pulling his seed deeper into her core.

She looked back at him, catching the feral look in his eye. She smiled, her lust quenched for now. She slid away and collapsed against his chest. He gathered her in his arms and kissed the top of her head.

“Oh, my love,” he whispered. “You are so beautiful.”

“I need you so much, Cyrus.”

They held each other in the warm bath until water began to cool. They climbed out and wrapped themselves in the fuzzy, white bathrobes provided by the lodge. Daisy dried her long hair with a big fluffy towel and Cyrus made a call to room service. They sat on the couch in the living room and turned on the TV.

It was amazing how comforting such a seemingly simple act of sitting together on the couch and watching television could be. But doing this with Cyrus, after everything they had been through, was like coming home for Daisy. There was no end to all the adventures she hoped to go on with Cyrus one day. But this little time of rest together felt like she’d found their place in the world together.

Cyrus answered the door when room service arrived, and he carted the tray into the room. They sat in their bathrobes, feasting on gourmet food, and watched an action movie on TV. Cyrus opened a bottle of champagne. Later, Daisy found herself resting her head on a pillow in Cyrus’s lap as he stroked her hair and ate popcorn he’d made in the microwave. This little hint of normalcy lulled her into sleep as she breathed out a satisfied sigh.

She didn’t know what tomorrow would bring, but for now, she was home.