by Jane Wakely
She’d known Matt had no reason to lie to her, but she’d still been afraid of what would happen when Bull got to know her and all of her faults. Hearing him confirm she was his mate and that he didn’t care about her past began to knock down the wall of fear surrounding her heart.
Bull seemed honest when he admitted his feelings and even though she’d only met him two days ago, she had feelings for him. It didn’t make any sense, but sometimes love didn’t. She’d watched Jenn and Matt fall in love quickly and never questioned their commitment. From the outside looking in, it was as if they were meant to be. Maybe it really was that way for Bull and herself also.
Christina was ready to take the leap and give love a chance.
She’d asked Bull to kiss her, but his mind seemed far away. It was as if he was sure she would turn him away. The thought had never crossed her mind. Instead, she wanted to kiss him again.
“Kiss me,” she said after she turned his face to hers.
Bull didn’t waste a second. His lips landed on hers carefully, coaxing her mouth open with tender nips and brushes with his tongue. He took his time, but the rapidly pulsing vein in his neck gave away an underlying urgency that sent her heart racing. Bull’s kisses became more determined, and his mouth left a fiery trail down her neck.
Christina leaned back on the couch, pulling him down on top of her. He kissed her mouth again and settled between her legs. His hard length pushed against her warmth as he slid his tongue inside her mouth. Already sensitive from his kiss, the combination caused more liquid to dampen her panties as she wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to pull him closer.
To her disappointment, Bull pulled away.
“I’m going to crush you.” He tried to get up, but Christina wouldn’t loosen her hold.
“No you won’t,” she said as her hand around his neck pulled his mouth back to hers.
He kissed her once more before he pulled away again, this time using his strength to flip them so she was on top.
“Bull!” Christina screamed at the abrupt movement.
“I want you so much but I don’t want to hurt you. I need you on top this time.”
“Okay, but I know you won’t hurt me. Let’s go to the bedroom.”
“Okay.”
Christina’s second scream turned into a laugh as Bull used his strength again. He rose from the couch with her still wrapped around his waist and carried her to her bedroom. Bull sat on the edge of the bed with Christina on his lap.
Slowly he lifted her shirt and she raised her arms to help him pull it over her head. Next he unfastened her lacey bra and dropped it to the floor. Bull’s hands carefully massaged her large breasts.
“You are so beautiful.” He leaned forward and licked one of her hard pebbles before slowly sucking it into his mouth, pulling back and licking again before letting it go. He repeated the process on the other side, alternating as Christina wiggled on his lap.
Too many clothes separated them and she couldn’t quite get the completion she desired, though she feared she might come from his mouth alone. No man had ever loved her breasts enough for her to orgasm, but Christina felt the familiar sensations around her opening.
She held onto Bull’s shoulders and ground against him harder. He knew what she needed, undid her jeans and slid his hand down over her panties. Christina moaned and rocked against him. Bull wiggled one finger under her panties and slid it easily into her warmth.
With a hand behind her back, he leaned her back and latched onto one of her breasts as he moved his finger in and out. Christina held his head in place and came in seconds, moaning her release.
Bull pulled her upright, removing his finger and kissing her mouth as she recovered.
A twinge of fear surrounded Christina as she replayed the last few moments in her mind. She’d ground against Bull like a stripper giving a lap dance until he gave her want she wanted. She then loudly moaned her satisfaction, forgetting to try and keep quiet. What would he think of her now?
“I need to see all of you. Right now. Do you have any protection, honey?”
“Yeah, in the drawer.” She pointed to the nightstand.
Bull stood up and her feet slid to the ground. He kissed the top of her head and hugged her close. Christina felt his arousal against her stomach and she wanted to give him pleasure, too. Her fingers moved to the button on his pants and he stepped away, working the button himself.
“As much as I want to go slow, I can’t this time. I’m so sorry.” He’d taken off his clothes rapidly as he turned to get the condom out of the drawer. Seeing his urgency, Christina took off her jeans and panties. When he turned back to face her, she couldn’t move.
Bull was all muscle surrounded by defining lines and he seemed larger without his clothes on. No wonder he’d been afraid of crushing her. She still believed he wouldn’t, but she’d convince him later. He ripped open the wrapper, rolled the condom over his massive length and lay down in the center of the bed.
“Christina, honey, ride me.”
She grabbed his outstretched hand and crawled on top of him.
Christina wrapped her fingers around his hard member and positioned it at her wet opening. She slid down slowly, her palms resting on his chiseled chest, adjusting to his size. She took him in little-by-little until he was fully inside, filling her like no other man ever had.
Bull hadn’t moved a muscle while she maneuvered down his length.
“It’s okay. We fit perfectly.” She kissed him on the lips, before she started to move.
Steady, controlled movements soon lead to a frantic rhythm, spurred on by Bull’s own growls and grunts. When he finally started letting his hands roam, she’d moved faster, pushing him toward completion.
The friction led her to another orgasm and Bull followed within seconds, yelling her name. She smiled, happy the apartments weren’t connected. He was so much louder than she was.
Christina collapsed on top of Bull and he encircled his arms around her, holding her tight.
“That was fantastic.”
“Yes, it was.” She agreed.
“I need to take care of the condom.”
Already drowsy, Christina carefully released Bull and lay down on the bed beside him. She was asleep minutes later when he came out of the restroom, but she still heard the words.
Bull pulled her close and whispered, “I love you.”
Christina snuggled closer in response. She loved him too, but she wanted to be fully awake when she told him.
Epilogue
Bull was nervous. He couldn’t believe his palms were sweating. The final papers were signed and he couldn’t wait to show Christina the surprise. The silence in the cab of the truck was overwhelming and added to his fears. He allowed himself to think about how much had changed in the last two months.
He’d moved out of the hotel and into Christina’s apartment the first day they’d made love. The next day he went to his scheduled interview with Matt’s boss and got the job. He started work the next day.
He and Christina had fallen into an easy routine as if they had been together for years, not days. There was no doubt in his mind—moving to Chestnut Rock was the best thing he’d ever done.
Not only did he have Christina, but Matt and Jenn were here, too. The foursome spent time together every couple of weeks and sometimes they invited Hollie. Once Christina found out that Hollie was an actual bunny, she understood Hollie’s strange reaction to Bull and wanted her to feel comfortable around him.
Their friends easily answered any questions she had.
Bull had told Christina everything he knew about shifting into a bear—but he never asked her to change for him. It was something he wanted, but he’d been afraid to ask. A bear was a difficult animal to own as a shifter. Their size made it difficult to hide if necessary and traveling around a lot, he’d lived a few places where shifting was impossible.
Now that he’d found Christina, he was never moving again. He’d spent long hou
rs learning the forest surrounding the city and, while no place could be absolutely safe, it was close. He would always feel the need to protect Christina, but if she changed, he would feel comfortable letting her go into the forest alone sometimes.
He could feel Christina’s eyes on him, but he kept on driving in silence. After work, he’d showered and told her he wanted to show her something. They’d jumped in the truck and hadn’t said a word since.
“Almost there.” Bull dared a glance her way before maneuvering the truck down a small paved road near the edge of town.
“Where are we going?” Christina finally asked him.
“It’s a surprise, but you’ll see in a minute.”
Bull drove a few more feet and the small paved road, more like a driveway, led to a large open plot of land. Dirt covered the ground of the vast space. Every piece of greenery had been dug up within the property lines. The space looked oddly bare surrounded by the forest of trees.
Bull grabbed his backpack and they walked toward the center where he had left some rocks and plywood earlier.
He cleared his throat, knelt down and pulled out the rolled up pieces of paper.
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Christina watched Bull pull out the rolled up pieces of paper and spread them out on the ground, securing each corner with one of the rocks. He went back to his backpack and pulled out a large nail.
Bull cleared his throat several times. She had known he was nervous in the truck, but she hadn’t realized how nervous until he stood next to her clearing his throat and staring at the nail in his hand.
Christina glanced at the pieces of paper and realized they were blueprints. He was going to build something here. Two months ago, she was afraid he was going to move out and leave her alone again. Now she was sure it was completely the opposite.
She hugged his bicep.
“Bull,” she waited for him to look at her. “Tell me.”
“Christina, I love you. Will you marry me?” She opened her mouth to answer and he added, “Wait, don’t answer that. I’m doing this all wrong.”
“It seems perfect to me.” She kissed his arm. “Yes, I’ll marry you. I love you very much. What’s the nail for?”
He cleared his throat yet again. “I bought this land. I want to build us a house. I’ve made some blueprints, but they can be changed if you don’t like them. I know this spot will be safe for us—for you—if you decide to become like me.” It was Bull’s turn not to take a breath.
“Do you want me to become like you?” Christina asked hopefully. She’d wanted him to ask her and feared he never would.
“More than anything.” He turned to face her. “It’s hard being a bear—it is—but I’m selfish enough to ask you anyway. I want to share everything with you, including the mating bond, and the only way to do that is to ask you to change.”
“It’s what I want, too. I’ve been waiting for you to ask me.”
Their mouths met in a quick kiss and Bull hugged her close. A few tears of happiness fell and Christina wiped them away with her fingers. She stepped out of his arms, ready to look at the blueprints.
Bull used the nail to prick his finger in one swift motion. Christina jumped at the abrupt movement, mildly startled until she processed what he was doing.
When Bull held out his finger, she closed her lips around it, licking the open wound. Soon she would be able to shift into a bear with her mate.
Bull pulled his finger loose and reached into the backpack for something else. He pulled out an oval wood sign with their names etched in the front and a hammer. He walked toward a wooden post she hadn’t noticed before and, using the nail he’d pricked his finger with, nailed the sign to the post. He marked their territory and the nail that bound them together would always be a part of their home. Her eyes teared up again at the gesture, but even though they were happy tears, she didn’t let them fall.
When Bull stood up, he said, “So, I thought the front door could go here…”
He proceeded to walk out the entire blueprint without looking at the paper once. It was obvious he’d thought of everything, including a “bear door.” She wouldn’t change a thing.
Everything was perfect.
He was perfect—perfect for her.
The End
Check out where it all began…
Jenn’s Wolf (Chestnut Rock Shifters 1)
Jenn is used to being overlooked by men. She’s short, slim, shy and her past keeps her guarded against others—especially men. It also gets her labeled as having a “good personality.” When she sees Matt for the first time, she realizes he’s the first man she’s willing to take a chance on.
Matt is a wolf shifter worried he’ll never find his mate. Without a mate, a shifter’s life is incredibly drawn-out and lonely. Willing to try anything, he agrees to a blind date with Jenn and is stunned to find out she’s meant for him.
A misunderstanding interrupts their first night together and leaves them both miserable. After determining she may have overreacted, Jenn apologizes and they agree to start over. When Matt tells her about his wolf, she has to decide whether to trust her heart or run from the only man she’s ever wanted.
About the Author
Jane has always been a writer. Even when she took a break from it for a few years, she couldn’t keep the stories from filling her head. As an avid romance reader, she finally decided her stories needed to be free, and she started writing again.
Reading and liking all genres of romance; it makes sense that she would write that way too. Her stories range from sweet to erotic, contemporary to paranormal, and a bunch in-between. She loves all romance genres, and all levels of spice.
Jane lives on the east coast of the United States with her loving husband, daughter and their Miniature Dachshund.
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