The Kodiak's Mate (Shifters-Match.com Book 2) (5 page)

She took his hand eagerly, then raced out of the house with him before the parents came down from settling their cub. “He’s going to give you hell tomorrow. You know that, right?” she asked once they were in the vehicle. “Because I’m sure he could have smelled me and how excited that I was and could hear you rumbling and growling like I love so much.”

“Oh, I would bet on it, but I will point out that we respected the fact it was his house and got our horny asses out of there. If he says anything else, I might have to bring up how loony he was when he first realized that Ophelia was his.” He shot her a look and grinned. “Trust me, I have plenty of dirt on that alpha bear.”

“This is true. I remember one day she was in my shop and he came in, grabbed her by the hand, and pulled her out. She was in the middle of having some of my beignets and coffee and he growled that he needed her, now.”

They traded a few more stories during the rest of the drive. When they got home, she squeezed his hand. “Oh thank God, we’re home.”

His laugh had her grinning back at him. And before he’d even shut the engine off she was diving out of the cab to race for the door. Not that she actually had a hope or a prayer to get there before him. A point that was proven when he caught, turned, and flipped her up over his shoulder without missing a step.

She could only laugh, her hands braced on his back as she was carried into their home. She slapped his ass and that had her hands stinging. “Holy shit, your ass is tight. I love it.” She was fluffy and knew it but he was cut, hard all over, and all hers.

“Please try to contain your awe,” he teased. She felt a hand slip between her legs to hold her thigh, really close to what she wanted him to be touching, but he didn’t move it any closer. They paused long enough for him to lock the door before he kicked off his boots and tugged her shoes off. An impressive feat given he only had the one hand and a bad angle to work with.

She wiggled slightly. “Come on, let me down so that I can get naked and we can get busy doing some awesome naked things together. On the bed, against the wall, I don’t care.”

“We are going to use that big ass bed I own to its fullest extent. I plan to enjoy you several times. And that means we will need to be completely comfortable. Quit squirming,” he said, smacking her ass. “I would be very upset if I ended up dropping you.”

“Oh, does that mean that we’ll also get to use the silk ties I found when we changed the bedding this morning?” she asked. “Not right now, though. First I want you loving on me and us bonding. Just remember what I said when I told you how witches bonded.”

“I remember everything you have ever told me, Alaska. And we won’t be trying the ties for a little while yet. Everything I have planned for you over the next few days, possibly weeks, needs you to be relatively mobile. Mainly my plan is to make love to you in every room of this house, twice.”

“Love that idea. Maybe we can make love in the kitchen at work, too.” Suddenly he bent to let her feet touch the ground, his hands steadying her while she regained her bearings. She was tugging at her clothes. She had her shirt off and was unsnapping her bra as she said it. “I know you wear far fewer clothes than I do, babe, but come on, naked. Now.”

“Sorry, I found myself mesmerized by the little show you’re putting on.” Shaking his head, he tugged his shirt off over his head before dropping his hands to unbuckle the belt. He shoved his jeans down and kicked them aside, proving he really did go commando under those jeans he wore each day.

She gave him another little wiggle and winked at him. “I love that look in your eyes.” She also loved the low, rumbling growl that he had going on. “Do you know when you are turned on you start to growl. It’s so fucking sexy it makes me want to jump you where you stand.” She pushed her pants down to her feet, panties included. Hell’s bells, he was as sexy as anything she could possibly imagine. She watched his cock as it grew harder and harder.

Next thing she knew she was flying through the air to land on the bedding, with a large bear crouched over her. He dipped his head down to press a kiss to her pulse point thundering in her throat. Then he began to nibble his way down to her breasts.

She laughed and ran her hands over his skin, loving the feeling of his body against hers. He was so large and covered her so perfectly. “You can nip me, baby, use your teeth or something, because I need you. Now.” Eventually, she wanted to see his bear but right now she just needed him.

“There will be plenty of nipping later. Right now I am simply enjoying having my mate naked in my bed where she belongs. Now shush, I have important business to attend to.” With a wink, he flicked his tongue over her nipple, then slowly slid the tip around the tight bud several times. When she squirmed, he moved to her other breast to tease it the same way.

She moaned when his tongue flicked over her nipple. Her toes curled. “Shit, do that again, please.” She buried her fingers into his hair and tugged his head closer to hold him to her breast. “That feels so good. My breasts have always been so sensitive that when I’m trying to make myself come, I tease my clit and nipples at the same time.”

A shudder rippled through his large body. “Fucking hell, woman, you are going to do that for me one day soon. But not today.” Another flick, then he took her nipple deep into his mouth, sucking hard. He brought a hand up to toy with her neglected breast, teasing and tugging the tight bud in time to the pulls from his mouth on the other one.

“One day I’m so going to do that and while I do I want to watch you fisting your huge cock. Not today, though. Today we make love.” And God she wanted to have him inside of her. “Please, Harley, now,” she growled.

He stroked his hand down her belly to cup her pussy. Running a finger between her folds, he had her squirming for more. Then he pressed a finger in deep, thrust it twice, and began to work a second one in. His fingers stretched her and had her panting for more.

Alaska shifted and moved along with him. She opened her legs wider to give him better access and bit her lower lip before shivering. “That feels so good. Especially when you curl your fingers right there.”

After the last flick from his tongue to her nipple, he raised his head. “I love how you react to every little touch. It’s fucking sexy as hell, Alaska.” Flicking his thumb to her clit, he brushed a kiss against her cheek. Gently he nibbled on her jaw while pumping his fingers in and out of her pussy. After a couple more thrusts he withdrew his hand and curled it around her thigh while he adjusted over her to press his cock to her wet folds.

She was moaning and moving with him. She loved the touches, the way that it was to have him caressing her skin. “Please, more,” she begged.

His breath was warm on her throat. “Later, I will do whatever you want, later on, Alaska. Right now all I want is my cock wrapped up by your sweet little pussy. Take me in, sweetheart.”

“Oh, that sounds so good.” She reached between them and put her fingers on his cock to stroke him. She wanted to have him in her pussy, in her mouth—she wanted him everywhere. “More.” She lifted her hips. “Give me all of you.”

Another kiss to her throat, followed by his teeth again. He was pushing through her hand and deeper into her body a little at a time. When she finally had to let go, he bit her chin gently, then gave her a kiss. “You. Are. Perfect.”

She moved so that she could wrap her legs around his hips and pulled him as deep into her body as she could. All that Alaska could do at that moment was moan and cry out his name. Harley’s arms wound around her and squeezed her close. A flex of his hips drove his cock deeper, and for a couple breaths they stayed in that intense moment. Then he drew back to brace a hand by her head, starting to thrust slowly at first but gaining speed soon enough.

She watched him while he watched her. She let one leg down from around his hips and braced it on the bed so she could lift her hips to meet him thrust for thrust. The other leg she kept wrapped around him because she didn’t think she would ever let him go. “There, that.” Her magic was already reaching for him. She loved the shared feelings of their joining that were bouncing back at her from the magic wrapped around them both now.

“I feel a tingle in my chest—tell me that’s normal,” he muttered. His eyes were locked with hers while they moved in near perfect harmony. The free hand he slipped down her back was now cupping her ass and rhythmically massaging while tilting her hips up further.

“Yes, normal. I think? I’ve never bonded before with anyone. Don’t stop. Never stop.” She knew from what her aunt had told her that this was the start of the bonding for the two of them. “It feels amazing,” she whispered in complete awe, her eyes never leaving his as she spoke.

Lowering his head, he kissed her but didn’t break eye contact. The moment was sizzlingly intimate. Another squeeze to her ass and he thrust in harder yet, causing her toes to curl as she arched up to meet him.

She kissed him with every single ounce of her being. She moved with him, her body one with his at that moment. Her fingers scraped along his scalp and she held him to her body. “I feel you,” she whispered. “More than physical. Can you feel me, too?” Her soul had fractured. Parts of her were missing and being filled with his. “I need you to finish with your mark.” She whimpered, arching against him. She didn’t know how she knew that, but she knew that when he bit her, when his bear marked her, that would seal them together for all time.

“Not quite there yet.” His voice was rougher than she’d ever heard it, edgier and deeper. Harley’s bear was close to the surface. Ali had no fear, only wild excitement that she was the one pushing him to the extreme. He was hers and she was his. His thrusts were becoming frantic and that growl she adored was making an appearance while he kissed her neck with the scrape of his teeth, different from before, and she knew that the bear was pushing out harder in preparation.

Ali dug her nails into his shoulders and pulled him tighter to her body. Her heel that was still wrapped around his ass dug in hard and her other foot held her hips up so that she could move with him. “My bear, only mine.” She moaned for him alone. “Never afraid of you, never of my bear.” She was claiming him as hers.

The growl he let out next had her whole body vibrating in need. His teeth scraped slowly up and down her shoulder right at the sweet spot. She knew it was coming, was anticipating it, but when his teeth finally sank in there were no words. Ali had a moment where everything completely fritzed right the hell out before the world crashed back in and overloaded her.

Every single light in the room came on, then exploded as they both came. She screamed, the sound reverberating in the room with her pleasure. His growl vibrated through her entire body a second before his seed filled her.

Chapter Seven

He was a seriously satisfied and happy bear. His mate was in his arms, her skin to his, and he could have gladly remained right where he was for the rest of time. Unfortunately, Harley was pretty damn sure he was also squishing Alaska, which meant he needed to come up with at least a little burst of energy to get his ass moved from her. Preferably before his little mate expired.

Licking his lips, he took a breath and gave himself a countdown. When he hit three, he rolled them until she landed on top and he even managed to keep them intimately joined. Bonus! Alaska’s first shiver had him rooting around for the covers until he could yank them up to protect her from the chill in the room. He tended to run hotter than your average human, so he kept the rooms in his house much cooler than the average.

When he scrounged up another small supply of energy, he lifted his hand to push her wild hair off her face and get a peek at her. She looked half-asleep and rather pleased with herself to boot. “You alive?” he got out. Damn but if he didn’t sound like someone was strangling a frog. Clearing his throat, he tried it again with better results.

Alaska nuzzled against him and let out a little growling sound that had him grinning. “Alive,” she croaked out. At least he wasn’t the only one who was having issues speaking. “God, that was fabulous. I think we’re going to have to replace your light bulbs, though, sorry.” He chuckled at that thought. Being mated to a witch was going to be unique, for sure.

Stroking a hand up and down her back, he squinted at the lamp on the bedside table. “I think I may need to make a run into town if this isn’t the only room that was affected. I know for a fact I don’t have enough to redo the entire house, which is fine. I can’t wait to tell the guys down at the store why I have to buy so many replacement bulbs all at the same time. Their little eyeballs will bug right the hell out.” He knew he wouldn’t actually tell them, though.

“Oh Lord, that would be hilarious. Wait, no. Please don’t. There aren’t a lot of people who know that I’m a witch.” She had lifted slightly, her chin on her hands on his chest as she looked pleadingly into his eyes. “You have no idea how hard it is to keep this secret. Please?”

She still had so much to learn about him. He would never do anything to hurt her. “I won’t say a word, promise.” Moving his hand to her cheek, he rubbed his thumb lightly to her skin, enjoying how soft it was. “You are mine to protect in all things.”

She rubbed her cheek against his chest and pressed a kiss over his heart, which made him feel her emotions in that singular action. “You are so good for me. I’m happy that we ran into each other like we did and you found me—and that you never once scared me, which was totally unusual.”

“I’m that lovable, obviously.” He figured that she hadn’t feared him because they’d always been fated to be together. As his mate, Alaska couldn’t fear him for their mating to actually work. It would have been stressful, and while he naturally would have done everything in his power to ease those fears, there was only so much one bear could do. Pressing a kiss to the top of her head, he gave her a squeeze. “Sleep if you want, little witch. We’ll do clean up and inventory later.”

She had her eyes closed and had yawned again. His mate was exhausted, it seemed. “I can help. A simple clean-up spell should be perfectly fine, unless you don’t want me to use magic here?” She had lifted her head to look up at him with that question. It was clear she didn’t know just how much she held in her hands with him. She didn’t realize she was his everything and that nothing else mattered to him.

“As long as I don’t end up with horns and a tail not belonging to me, magic away. I have no problems with you doing whatever you want with your abilities, Alaska. This is your home, too. At least, I hope you won’t mind living out here. I guess I really should ask that question first, shouldn’t I? I mean it is wrong to just assume you won’t mind living out in the middle of nowhere in the woods with a guy you only recently met.” Harley paused to blow out a breath. “Sorry, you kinda blew my mind there and it’s still reorganizing itself. Let’s try this from the top, shall we? Would you be comfortable living out here or would you prefer we find a place closer to town?”

“I’m a witch. I prefer nature, so it’s all good. Besides, this is our home.” She murmured a few words, waving a hand, then leaned back against him once more. “There, all clean.” She was grinning from ear to ear. “It’s okay, you blew my mind, too.” She was lying against him and was all nice and lax, just how he preferred her. Stroking her hair slowly, he watched the strands fall from his fingers to lay against her naked back. And that quickly his cock began to stir. Not that it appeared to need much reason to leap to action when she was around. He’d been fighting perpetual hard-on syndrome since meeting her. “I’m glad you don’t mind living all the way out here. Feel free to do whatever you want to the house to make it more female friendly.”

“I will, thank you. I won’t do too much because I love it as it is but I think I might add a few touches here and there. Maybe some throw pillows, bright colors?” She laughed just a bit at that. “I’m kidding. I don’t do bright colors. I’ll bring my writing desk here, and if you don’t mind maybe take over the space in one of the extra bedrooms for my books and so on?”

“Be my guest,” he told her. “You can take one for your space and do whatever you want in it.”

“All right. I had planned to leave my house for the coven to use for other witches that might come and go, but I want to bring my furniture here.”

“Whatever you want to do. And if we need to replace things at your place, we can. Not a problem. Let me know and I’ll do it for you.” He’d do anything for her and he hoped she’d learn that in time. Stroking his hand up and down her back, he lifted his head to press a kiss to her forehead.

“They don’t necessarily need to be replaced. I furnished it myself when I moved in and I know that whoever the witch is that takes the home would change things here and there. We witches are odd ones. While we love having things here and there from other people, we would rather have our own stuff. We love the thrill of the hunt, the thrill of being able to find that perfect something to fit in the perfect spot. I know how weird that sounds, but there it is.”

“Not weird at all. Everyone wants to make whatever spot they live in feel like a home. It provides us with security and a feeling of well-being. Like I said, I’m on board with whatever you want to do, Alaska. Just say the word.” As she was doing with him, Harley was still trying to feel his way with her, too. It would take time but it would be time well spent. “Right now I think you should close your eyes and rest. I have plans to tire you out again very soon.”

“Oh, that’s fun.” She had lifted up so she could look down into his face with a grin.

“Now put your head back down, close your eyes, and dream happy dreams. When you wake up next, I plan to ravish you severely before feeding you and probably ravishing you again.” He had a high sex drive naturally, all shifters did, but with her it was like he was ramped to the max. Harley was sure that if he could find a way he would very happily stay buried inside her for the next week, minimum. Unfortunately, it wouldn’t be exactly convenient for either of them.

She did as he’d asked her to do, however, moving so she could snuggle back against him once more. The trust she gave to him went straight into his soul. “I can foresee us spending a hell of a lot of time naked together, something I find so sexy that it’s not even close to funny.”

“The thought of you running around here naked is fucking sexy, Alaska. I’ll even turn the temperature up for my little witch if she promises to strip down whenever we’re at home and alone. Jesus, now I have that image in my head. And here I thought my raging hard-on was bad before. I’m never going to get the fucker back down into the relaxed position. I may need to invest in looser jeans if this becomes a permanent state.”

“Why would you need to do that when you have a mate who’s willing to do anything in her power to help you with your raging hard-ons? Because I am. Maybe if I wrapped my mouth around it and sucked you would feel better? Or I could climb up on your body and ride you? Because I’m just as wet as you are hard.”

“I am yours to play with, Alaska. Have at it.” To show her he meant business, Harley stuck his hands behind his head and laid there watching her try to decide what to do.

“Oh, I love a man that’s willing to let me take the lead.” She praised him and moved her body over his. She leaned down and licked his cock from his balls to the head, which had him tightening his hands behind his head to keep from reaching out and grabbing her head to pull her where he needed her. Then she hummed. Fucking hell, she was humming while taking his dick into her mouth. The woman was going to fucking kill him but what a way to go.

Tangling his fingers together, Harley fought every instinct screaming at him. He wanted her as comfortable with his body as he was finding he was becoming with hers. She needed to know that she, too, had power in their relationship, not merely because she was a witch but because she was his mate. They were equal partners in everything. Later he’d exercise his more brutish ways, but for now it was her turn. A flick of her tongue had him seeing stars and his fingers going numb from how tightly he was bearing down on them.

She took him fully into her mouth. It took her several tries but she finally was able to get most of his shaft into her mouth and he nearly bucked when she started to suck. She did this for several minutes before she pulled off of him with a
pop
. “Fucking hell, you taste good.” She moaned and started to torture both of them again.

“Glad you like it,” he choked out, barely. She was driving him insane. Digging the heel of one foot into the bedding, he finally had to reach out. Thrusting a hand into her hair, he held on tight. He resisted directing her up and down his cock but he had to hold on to her.

She did as he wanted her to do, moving her head up and down harder and faster. It seemed she was determined to kill him. She then moved away from him again and up his body. “I want you inside of me.”

“Fuck yeah. Climb on up. Unless you don’t want to be in charge.” Harley was good with whatever she wanted as long as he got to have her.

“Oh no, I want to ride you while I can.” He saw the smile on her face and knew that this was going to be awesome. She lifted her leg and climbed up on him. She began to stroke him with her hand before putting his cock at her pussy, then started to slide down his shaft. “Oh hell yeah.” She moaned.

Taking hold of her hips, he helped steady her as she took him in. “God yes, that’s perfect. Take me all in, little witch.” He stroked his thumbs over the seam between hip and thigh. When she finally seated herself on his cock, he stroked his hands up to cup the weight of her breasts. Flicking his thumbs to her nipples, he caught them between his fingers and began to toy with them.

She was now rocking back and forth on him, her cunt squeezing his cock and milking him with every single move she made. “God, I love how you feel, too.”

He let out a low growl and plucked at her nipples. Her pussy clenched around him each time he did it, a piece of important information he filed away for use in the future. Tugging at the tight buds again, he began to rock his hips when she started to lift slightly.

She was now moving harder and faster. She was gasping while she was moving up and down on him. “There, right there.” He had moved one hand and begun to rub her clit and he was pretty sure that was the
right there
she was talking about.

“Fucking hell, I love the sounds you make.” The throaty moans went straight to his cock and made his balls tighten up in need. Each time she emitted one he had to tamp down on his need to come right then and there. “You’re so damn tight around my cock, like a hot little fist stroking me perfectly.”

She was scratching her nails up and down his chest, which was driving him crazy. “That growl, holy shit, I love that growl.”

Harley couldn’t hold back the next one that broke free. It was deeper than any others he’d let loose so far. Her nails scratched harder and she let out another one of those moans that had him struggling for control. She needed to come first. Forcing his attention to her clit, he pinched the slippery little nub between his fingers and tugged gently. Alaska’s hips bucked in reaction and the shocked look on her face told him all he needed to know in combination to the near stranglehold her pussy had on his cock. She liked that, so he repeated the action again and again.

“Harley.” Damn, he loved when she panted his name. “I’m so close. You there with me?” He was right on the edge with her. He just needed a bit more and he would go screaming with her. He noticed that as she came closer to her orgasm, she began to get jerkier in her motions. Her rhythm was off and she was just letting her body go. He loved that she was so free with her body with him.

“That’s it, Alaska, fuck me harder.” Another pinch to her clit had her arching her back, those perfect breasts pushing out further as her pussy clamped down even harder on his cock. Harley managed a couple less than graceful thrusts before he joined her in orgasm.

No exploding light bulbs, that was good. She fell against his chest and he caught her, wrapping her up and close to his body. “Holy balls, that was freaking amazing,” she whispered hoarsely after several minutes.

He was huffing and puffing hard. She’d fried out his brain again. Setting a hand on her ass, he squeezed gently before stroking his thumb back and forth to her skin. “Now I need a nap. And then food, lots of food, so we can have a repeat session.” Every hour on the hour, if he could find a way.