Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
My inner bear perks up as I step up to the faded oak door and knock. I sniff the air around me, smelling a sweet, delicate fragrance filling the hall. What the fuck? The hair on the back of my neck stands up as a tiny spark dances down my spine.
I raise my hand and knock on the door, ignoring the sense that something life-changing is hiding behind the scarred wood door.
“Who’s there?” Her smoky voice cuts through my soul, causing my bear to roar “Mine,” in my ear.
Ignoring the crazy motherfucker, I take a deep breath to gain control of my erratic breathing before growling, “Wilder, Thorne’s brother.”
“Is Mabel okay?” She throws the door open, and I nearly fall to my knees as I take in her perfection. I’ve met Mabel and Bethany so that only leaves Cora. My fucking mate. The universe has a perverse sense of humor.
I somehow manage to mutter, “Mabel’s fine. She’s with my brother.” Holy fuck. The stunning brunette glaring at me with her hands on her hips is all my fantasies combined into one perfect goddamn package. She’s fucking tiny, probably only five-foot-one or two, but her generous curves make up for what she’s missing in height. She steps back and turns a little, giving me a good look at her entire stunning body. Her shiny caramel-colored hair hangs straight down her back, nearly reaching her luscious ass. Visions of me gripping the long locks while fucking her from behind run through my mind, causing my cock to turn to stone in my jeans. Thank God for the stiff denim camouflaging some of the evidence of my arousal.
The intense hunger assaulting my senses loosens my lips. “This is not fucking happening to me,” I mutter before I’m able to think about the huge fucking mistake I’m about to make. My bear senses the train heading straight for me, but my human side ignores him and keeps right on speeding down the fucking with fate track. “I won’t let it. I’m too young to get tied down for the rest of my life.”
Her stunning aqua-blue eyes narrow as a bright red stain moves up her graceful neck and over her peachy cheeks. “Don’t worry, Fozzie. No one here wants to be tied to you, either.”
What the fuck? Did my mate just call me Fozzie? It looks like Cora Sweet is my mate, whether I’m ready or not. Too bad this fucking thought occurred to me immediately after I insulted her and made a total ass out of myself.
“Is that all you wanted?” Her sassy inquiry causes my bear to shake his head at my stupidity. “I’m kinda busy.”
“Thorne wanted me to tell you that Mabel will call you later.” Fuck me. I sound like a brainless moron.
“Great.” She slams the door in my face before I’m able to get my fried brain circuits firing again. Shit. I just insulted my mate. My inner bear roars every obscenity in the book at me for my stupid behavior.
I ignore the fucker and turn to head back to my truck. During the drive to Rodin Ridge, I manage to convince my human side that this is all for the best, but my inner bear vehemently disagrees. He flips me off before calling me the biggest idiot alive.
I spend the rest of the day determined to prove the asshole wrong, but thoughts of Cora flash through my thoughts on a constant loop, mocking me.
That night, my subconscious mind takes my bear’s side and fucking tortures me in my sleep.
I almost lose control as her tight walls flutter around my finger. My mate shocks me when she reaches between us to wrap her soft hand around my cock. Cora’s thumb massages the cum leaking from the tip of my erection into my sensitive flesh and I nearly come. I cover her soft lips with mine and lose myself in her kiss. Her luscious curves press against me, waking up every nerve in my body.
While our tongues tangle, I place my cock at her wet opening and push forward. Her sharp nails dig into my shoulders, but I don’t feel the pain. “I need you,” I mutter against her lips as I increase the speed of my thrusts.
“Then have me.” Her words are music to my ears. She raises her hips to meet my thrusts, driving me deeper into heaven. Why did I ever fight my feelings for my mate? I wonder as make her mine forever. Cora cries out my name as her tight walls clamp down around my shaft. My arms tremble and I lock my elbows to hold myself above her stunning body. I lose control and frantically thrust, bringing us both closer to climax.
As my orgasm approaches, my teeth drop from my gums in anticipation of making her mine for all eternity and…