I wasn’t thinking about anything but being with Oli. I found myself wrapping my arms around his neck and rising up on my toes, kissing him back just as feverishly.
“Come into the shower with me, India.”
Chills raced up my arms and legs and disappointment filled me when he pulled back. But that faded as I watched him start to get undressed. He lifted his eyebrows, raking his gaze up and down my body, silently telling me to do the same thing.
And then I did, taking off my clothes and tossing them beside his. He’d already turned the shower on, the steam from the hot water filling the bathroom. I shut the door with my foot and he grinned, reaching out and pulling me up against his body.
The hard length of his erection pressed against my belly and a gush of wetness slipped from between my thighs. Oli lowered his head and kissed me, ran his tongue along my lips before dipping inside my mouth. I let him fuck me there, thrusting that muscle in and out, something I desperately wanted him to do between my thighs.
He slid his hand down my back and gripped my ass, squeezing the mounds, his blunt nails digging into my skin. And then he lifted me easily. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he held me as if I weighed nothing.
He stepped into the shower with me in his arms, the warm water moving down my back a second before he pressed me to the chilled tile. He broke the kiss and started licking at my mark, causing me to moan, to need more.
“I need to be inside of you, India.”
I nodded, unable to form words.
“I need you in my life always.”
“God yes.” I tipped my head to the side to give him better access. “Fuck me.”
He made this deep sound, one that vibrated right to my core. “I’ll never get enough.”
“Me either.” And I meant that. I meant it so much I felt the truth in those words.
“I’ll never let you go. If you run, I’ll follow. Always.”
And as fast as this mating was, that’s exactly what I wanted with Oli. I’d finally found my home with him.
Chapter Twelve
India
Two weeks later
I couldn’t help but laugh as I listened to Zakari and Maddix start to argue about who made the best mashed potatoes. It seemed so mundane and ... normal.
Yet here I sat, the massive table occupied by six bear shifters and two of their human mates. It seemed so strange, yet so right at the same time.
I looked over at Oli and saw he watched me, the look of adoration on his face so genuine and powerful that my breath actually caught. I reached under the table and took his hand in mine, a zap of electricity traveling up my arm at that light contact.
I didn’t know what the future held, but I did know I had Oli by my side always. I felt that truth deep down in my bones, to my very marrow.
“So, Oli told us you own a mobile medical van?” Bethany was the one to ask, her smile sweet as she picked up her glass of lemonade and took a drink, watching me over the rim.
I cleared my throat and nodded, feeling everyone’s focus trained on me. I just couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable, a little bit awkward. This kind of atmosphere wasn’t something I was used to, but they made me feel like I was at home.
That’s not something I’d ever experienced before.
I wanted to absorb it all, as if I were basking in the sunlight, tipping my head back and closing my eyes, just letting that warmth wash through me.
“Yeah. It’s not anything big, just something to take up and down the coast, trying to help the less fortunate.”
Bethany smiled at me, and the men grumbled in approval.
I didn’t know how I knew that, but the sound felt familiar to me. Maybe it was because of Oli, because of our mating, of the change I felt in me. I felt like I’d been dropped into another world, another reality. I felt like this was where I was supposed to be, as if I’d been plucked out of it before I could remember and placed elsewhere.
“But eventually, one day, I’d love to have more medical vans, ones that can be more use than just being stationed by the coast.”