The Bearly Controlled Alpha (6 page)

The expression on his face was fierce and filled with pleasure. Beads of sweat lined his forehead, trailed down his temple, and landed on her chest. It was like water on a hot skillet as it hit her skin.

Yes, she was going to get off again. “I’m going to come.” She gasped when he bumped her G-spot. He grunted as she clenched her pussy around his erection. He slowed his thrusting, as if torturing her pleasured him. He let go of her wrists, placed his hands on her inner thighs, close to her ass, and pushed her legs up and pressed them to her chest. Muscles that she didn’t even know she had protested from the act, but it had him going even deeper inside of her. Curling her nails into her palm until she felt pain spear up her arms, Honey had never needed to come more than she did right now.

He slammed his cock inside of her so hard she had to wrap her hands around the slats of the headboard so she could stay stationed. Over and over he did this, hitting something deep inside that had sparks of pleasure filling her. He was bent over her, running his elongated incisors over her neck, down her collarbones, and latched his mouth on her nipple.

Logan bit at her flesh, caused a cry of agony and ecstasy to leave her, and then licked the hurt away. He did this multiple times, started sucking at the bite marks, drawing the blood up and then dragging his tongue over her brand. Honey wanted to come, was almost there again, but his languished thrusting had her on the precipice of going over the ledge of ecstasy. Moving his teeth and tongue back up the same path, he took root at the base of her throat, right where her shoulder and neck met. And then he started fucking her.

“Now, Honey, now I want you to come all over my cock.”

That was all it took for her to get off again. She arched her head back, closed her eyes, and let out the noise she had been holding inside. It didn’t matter that she was loud, because Logan was vocal in his pleasure, too. As her ecstasy grew to that toe-numbing peak, she felt the flash of burning pain when Logan finally marked her. The feel of his incisors sliding into the tender spot at her shoulder, the way he slammed into her, rotating his hips against her clit, was a plethora of sensation. This male had ruined her for all others, but, she had no intentions of being with anyone else.

He pulled his mouth away from her, and she saw the smear of her blood on his bottom lip. Logan captured his mouth with hers. While still kissing her, Logan started thrusting into her again. He stilled on the third thrust and groaned out as he filled her with his cum.

The fact she felt him swell even further, felt the way his monstrously hard body shook atop hers, and heard the deep sounds he made of pleasure, was almost enough to send her into another orgasm. But seconds later he started breathing easier, and his body grew less taut above her. When his weight almost became too much to bear he rolled off of her and laid beside her on the bed. He moved his hands across her skin, gentle and soft, and all she could do was stare at him in this post-blissful euphoria. After several seconds he leaned down and kissed her head. The bathroom was in the hallway, and she watched as he climbed off the bed, his muscular, hard body moving out of the room and into the bathroom. Honey stared at the ceiling, feeling deliciously sore in all the right places, but exhausted, too.

Closing her eyes and still trying to catch her breath, Honey thought about how her life had changed so much in the short amount of time she had been with Logan. This was only the beginning, and she knew they had a lot to learn about each other, but she was ready to move forward and try this mated thing out.

She hadn’t sensed Logan come back into the room until the bed dipped beside her and he was pulling her over toward the hardness of his body. For several seconds they did nothing but lay there side-by-side. With the stillness and silence surrounding them, a lot of things were passing through her head.

“Where do we go from here, Logan?” she asked softly, felt his heart beating steadily right beside her ear, and didn’t want to have to worry about anything else. But she had to, needed to know where they were going to go from this point forward. She tilted her head back, looking up at him. His eyes were closed but she knew he was fully alert to everything around him. It never went past her that this male was a trained killer, had probably taken out more lives than she cared to know, but that in a short amount of time she had given herself to him completely. Of course it was far too early to be in love, but being in lust with this male was going hard and strong inside of her, and she could easily see herself losing herself to him completely.

“We take one day at a time, baby.” He opened his eyes and looked over at her. “We learn about each other, figure out a medium where we can understand this mating thing together, and we hold on.” He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. “I’ll protect you, watch over you, and make sure that we make this work, because I have never wanted anything more in my life.” He leaned back but kept his hand on her cheek. “I won’t say that I won’t piss you off, because I will. I’m an alpha. I like things to go my way. But we’re a good match for each other, and I couldn’t have asked for a better mate.”

She smiled and rested her head on his chest again. She couldn’t have said it better herself.

One year later

“Fuck.” Logan cursed out and placed the frying pan on the hot pad before going over to the sink and running cold water over the burn on his thumb. “Sonofabitch,” he said low, heard the sound of the shower cutting off, and grabbed a rag. After turning the sink off and drying his hand, he looked at the table. He had cooked for his woman, for the first time in fact. It was their one-year anniversary of being a mated couple, and although he could have taken her to some fancy-as-fuck restaurant, he wanted to do something intimate for her. He couldn’t guarantee dinner would be edible, but what he planned on for tonight wasn’t about the meal. After this was all said and done he hoped his female would be focused on other things.

He grabbed a bottle of red wine, took the plates of pasta, salad, and bread to the table, and poured them each a glass. The box in his front pocket felt heavy, and pressed against his chest. He placed a hand over it, stared at the back hallway, and then heard the bedroom door open and close. Honey stepped out, her long hair damp and curling around her shoulders, and her luscious thighs visible because her dress was short as fuck.

Honey smiled when she saw him. When she was right in front of him he didn’t stop himself from pulling her close and kissing the hell out of her. For several minutes he held her, tongue fucking her with his mouth, because right now he needed a distraction. He was nervous as shit, and the fact that he had never felt that kind of emotion until he had met his mate was a little unsettling. She pulled back, resting her head on his chest, her body molding against his.

“Damn, if I had known this was what you had planned tonight I would have come out of the bedroom in nothing.”

He growled out, felt his cock harden further, but knew he had to get through this first. He glanced at the table, knew that they should eat first, maybe drink some wine to calm his nerves. But Logan wanted this done. His animals were on edge, pacing back and forth, and he needed to appease them before they forced him to shift because he couldn’t control himself. So, Logan jumped the fucking gun, grabbed the small black velvet box out of his pocket, and presented it to Honey. She stared at it for a second, glanced at him with wide eyes, licking her lips slowly.

“Logan…” Honey said softly, almost a little uncertainly.

He kissed her before she could say anything. Logan pulled back and opened the box. Inside was a one-carat diamond solitaire. He wasn’t a jewelry man, and certainly didn’t know what females liked, but when he had seen it he knew it would look gorgeous on Honey. Taking the ring out, he lifted her left hand and slipped the diamond on her ring finger. Logan looked at her face, felt his heart beating in his throat, and said, “I am a pain in the ass, am a dominant bastard, and you put up with my controlling and possessive personality constantly.” He squeezed her hand gently. “But I love you, Honey Bellamy, have never loved anyone in my entire life, and before you I didn’t want to spend my life with another soul.” Lifting her hand to his mouth, he kissed her fingers and stared into her face. “But I want you not only as my mate, but my wife too.”

“Logan,” she breathed out and looked at the ring. “I’m speechless.”

“Baby, I know that a legal document stating you’re my wife doesn’t come close to the connection that we have as mates, but I want that piece of paper, want that link of connection to make this full circle.” He got on one knee, held her hand up, and asked, for the first time in his life, “Honey Bellamy, will you be my wife?”

The tears started to slip down her cheeks, and he cursed, not knowing if he had upset her. Before he could say anything she was in his arms, the force making them fall back. She straddled him, cupped his face, and kissed him hard.

“Yes,” she said against his mouth. “Yes, I’ll be your wife.” They kissed each other fiercely, and he wanted to be with her in every way, but before he could tear her clothes off she pulled away and stood. “Run with me, Logan.” She took off her dress, and he saw that she was nude underneath the silky material.

“Damn, baby.” He stared at her body, slowly stood, and started taking his clothes off too. He was hard, aching for her, but he needed this run as much as he could tell she did. A shifter didn’t need to change into their animal form very frequently, and with their emotions running high, their combined arousal intense, and the fact they hadn’t shifted in over a month, they both needed this. “Anything for you, Honey.” He watched her take the ring off and hold it in her hand for a minute before setting it on the table. She was gorgeous no matter what she wore, or her expression, but right now she was positively glowing. The sound of skin tearing, of bones popping, and of muscles stretching filled the dining room. Honey then stood in front of him as a badger. Her small golden and brown body stared up at him. Her species was known to have tempers, and so was his. That was why they were meant for each other. The dark and light strips on her head and big amber-colored eyes made her appear docile, sweet, but he knew better.

She moved closer, her long nails scraping along the wood. He bent down, rubbed his palm over her back, and smiled in pleasure when she rubbed up against him. He loved that she was so giving to him, even with this small act. And then Logan was shifting as well. His bones broke and realigned, his skin ripped, fur broke through, and his muscles stretched. He didn’t need to look in the mirror to know that he was not like any other shifter out there. He had the body of his bear, big, strong, and dangerous. But his fur was a light gray from his wolf genes. His eyes were the same dual color as when he was in human form.

They stood there for a moment, staring at each other, not speaking, but having this unbreakable bond. And then he lowered his head and ran his tongue along her face. They headed out of her house, the woods right at the back porch. Looking at each other for a moment, Logan knew that although they were an unlikely pair, they were meant for each other. There would never be another female for him, and he wanted it exactly like that.

She was his, and he was hers, and nothing on the planet could change that.

Jenika Snow
is the pseudonym of a mother, wife and nurse.  She lives in the too hot northeast with her husband and their two daughters, and was able to have her dream come true in 2013 by writing full-time.

Jenika started writing at a very young age. Her first story consisted of a young girl who traveled to an exotic island and found a magical doll. That story has long since disappeared, but others have taken its place.

For more information on other books by Jenika, visit her official website:
JenikaSnow.com

Evernight Publishing

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