Joe’s shoulders slumped.
He turned to his men. “I want you to research. Find out anything about bear attacks within the past couple weeks. We need to know what we’re dealing with. Hopefully, it’s only the one, but I want to be certain before we put down our guards.”
“Why bear attacks?”
“See if there’s any reference to there being more than one. I want to know how many rogues he’s got at his back, and then, we take him out.”
“What are you going to do?” David asked.
“Take care of my mate.”
****
Caleb’s room smelled like him, rich and musky. He was the forest itself.
Bethany’s body was sore but pleasantly sated. She wasn’t the same woman she’d been when he’d carried her into the bedroom. The intense need that had taken over her body and soul had dimmed. She still felt completely alive. Her body hummed with new life.
She felt connected to something bigger. Bethany wasn’t alone anymore.
Walking around the room, she opened up his closet and stepped inside. She closed her eyes, breathing him in. Picking up a shirt, she rubbed the cuff against her face, imagining his hands touching her. Two dates and she was hopelessly in love. Wolfman or not, her heart was taken.
She didn’t know why she felt so safe, just that she did.
Caleb made her feel connected and wanted. She’d never found a place to belong before, but he’d changed all that. Stepping out of the closet, she came to a stop when she saw him standing in the doorway.
“Sorry,” she said. “I wasn’t snooping. Honest.”
“Don’t be sorry. What’s mine is yours.”
She was still completely naked and his gaze ran down the length of her. The hunger in his eyes was feral … like a wolf. Arousal started to flood her body again. His t-shirt clung to his muscles, and she could see his cock pressing tight against his joggers. When she made to cover herself, he groaned, reaching out to her. “Don’t. You’ve got no reason to hide this body from me. You look stunning.”
“I can’t help it when you keep staring at me like that.”
“You’re my woman.”
She smiled. “I think I can become addicted to the way you watch me.”
“Good. I can’t help it. You have no idea what you do to me, Bethany.”
She leaned in close, pressing her head to his chest. Whatever he’d done to her made their connection grow tenfold. It was like she’d known him forever.
One of his hands went to her neck, gripping her tightly. She gasped at the explosion of pleasure as he ran his hand down her back, going to the curve of her ass.
“I like you watching me. I like you touching me. I never want you to stop,” she said.
He cupped her ass and walked her back into the bedroom.
“Kiss me,” she said.
Caleb took possession of her mouth, devouring her, making all insecurities fade away.
She moaned his name. Bethany whimpered as his grip on her ass tightened. There would be marks tomorrow, but she didn’t care. She loved his intensity.
He growled against her, breaking their kiss to trail his lips to her neck. His tongue flicked over his bite and she cried out, feeling an answering heat sweep over her. Her pussy was so slick. She needed him again. Would she ever have her fill?
“I can smell you,” he said. “Your body’s calling to me.”
Caleb had her on the bed, her legs spread and his tongue stroking between her thighs. She cried out, hungry for his touch, willing to do whatever he wanted just so long as he didn’t stop. He was dirty and unrelenting, and she loved every second of it.
His tongue plundered her pussy repeatedly before drawing up to her clit, circling her sensitive nub. She gripped the sheet beneath her, her arousal building.
“That feels so good.” She whined and begged for more.
“Come on my tongue, baby. I want to taste you again. Give it to me.”
She didn’t hold back. Not when he growled his demands. Gripping the blanket, she held on for dear life as she relaxed enough to let go. She came hard, the release jolting her entire body.
Caleb continued to lick and tease at her pussy. She melted into the mattress, feeling spineless. He didn’t stop. His tongue kept on working her pussy, building the heat again.
“Please,” she said.
The pleasure was almost too intense and she couldn’t stand it.
He devoured her pussy, driving her toward a second orgasm that she didn’t think she was capable of having, but he did it, pushing her over the edge. Before she had even finished, he moved up the bed, settling between her spread thighs.
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he said.
“You’re crazy if you think I want you to stop. I want to feel you inside me, stretching me, making me yours again.” She screamed as he pushed in the wide tip and slammed to the hilt in one quick, hard thrust. Taking his cock was immeasurably more satisfying than his mouth. Bethany wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing his rough jawline and neck. She couldn’t get enough of him, his scent, and everything Caleb.