Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 22478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Michael insisted on carrying everything, which I fought him at first, but eventually caved. That huge pack doesn’t seem to be bothering him anyway. He’s so freaking strong.
We left this morning and have been hiking all day. Michael said we should arrive around dinner time tomorrow night, so we packed a tent and will be sleeping in the forest. Normally, I’d be scared of wolves or other animals, but I’ll have a protective grizzly bear sleeping beside me, so I’m just excited.
Once we get into town, he said he’ll call one of his brothers to come pick us up. We’ll stay at Michael’s house on the ranch and then drive back up with a battery booster to restart my bus. After that, I don’t know what’s going to happen. I’m just kind of enjoying living in the moment for now.
“Did you bring your bathing suit?” I ask with a grin when we arrive at the river. We stop in front of an area where the river pools calmly around some huge rocks kind of like a natural swimming pool.
Michael drops the bag and pulls off his tank top in one smooth motion.
“No bathing suits out here.”
I swallow hard as he pulls down his shorts, revealing his big thick cock. I still get shocked every time I see that monster.
“Lucky me,” I whisper as my pussy gets all warm and wet.
He dives into the river and I watch as he swims into the middle of the rocky pool and stands up. The water is up to his waist.
“Is it cold?”
I see the thick root of his cock at the waterline and I swallow hard. It can’t be that cold. There’s no shrinkage in sight.
“It’s nice,” he says as he runs his hands through his wet hair, slicking it back. “You coming?”
“Yeah,” I say as I kick off my shoes. “How can I resist joining a sexy man like you?”
I grab the elastic off my wrist and tilt my head back as I tie my hair into a ponytail.
Michael lets out a low carnal growl.
I gasp when I see the intensity in his eyes. He’s looking at the spot on my neck, right under my ear that’s been tingling non-stop for days. It might be my imagination, but it starts tingling even more.
It feels… demanding. Like it’s impatient for his mouth.
The water starts rippling away from him in waves as his big body begins to shake.
“Michael, are you okay?”
He doesn’t answer. His eyes turn a shining golden color as his body begins to swell. It grows before my stunned eyes—shoulders and chest expanding as he stares at my neck with such intensity that it makes me shiver.
“Is it this?” I ask as I graze the tingling spot on my neck with my fingertips. “Does your bear want to mark me?”
He’s breathing so heavily. So angrily as his teeth extend into long sharp canines. They push his lips out, giving him a monstrous appearance.
Is this normal? Should I be concerned?
I gasp when I spot long black claws jutting out of his fingertips. When did that happen?
He squeezes his golden eyes shut, grits his teeth, and turns away, looking horrified that I’m seeing him like this.
His giant back is heaving up and down as he puts a monstrous hand up.
“Don’t look at me,” he snarls in a voice I don’t even recognize. “Go down the path.”
I look down the path, but I know I can’t leave him. Not like this.
If I can help him, I will. That’s what mates are for.
I remember his words on the first day we met.
A shifter always marks his mate. That spot of sweet tender flesh is destined for it. Once I put my mark on you, Jemma, we’ll be one.
That’s what I want. To truly be one. I want to be his in every way possible.
I quickly take off my clothes and step into the river. The water is cool, but after the hot grueling hike, it feels refreshing.
He looks at me over his big swollen shoulder, his eyes shining like glittering gold. His whole body is heaving up and down with every violent breath.
“It’s okay,” I say as I reach out for him. He flinches when I touch his back. “I’m your mate, Michael. I want this too.”
He turns and faces me. I fight back a shocked gasp as I look up at him in stunned amazement. He’s enormous.
“I remember what you told me,” I whisper as I gently slide my hand up his massive chest. “Once I put my mark on you, Jemma, we’ll be one. That’s what I want more than anything, Michael. I want to be your mate.”
He touches my arm with his giant hand and I shiver as those long black claws scrape along my skin.
“Oh,” I gasp when I see his long cock hardening in the water. It rises up like a sea monster, thicker and longer than I’ve ever seen it.