Page 17 of His Bear Bombshell

“We’re alone, darlin’. Be as loud as you want. Let me hear you.”

That was a novel idea, but the decadent rumble of his voice as he encouraged me to moan and cry out was what really made my pulse race and my slick spill over his cock.

“Fuck,” he gripped my ass, “I’m gonna come. I’m gettin’ close.”

“Do it,” I urged him, any remaining self-consciousness having dissipated while we made love, “imagine you’re filling me up. Breeding me again.”

“Oh fuck,” he was likely going to leave bruises where he squeezed so tight, “why is that so hot?”

It was probably biological imperative more than anything, but the idea of my big, sexy bear putting another perfect baby in me had my dick dribbling precum while my ass squeezed around him. Obviously, neither one of us was ready for more kids, but my omega reveled in the idea anyway. Being bred by my alpha was a heady fantasy.

I couldn’t say any of that though, because Conrad was suddenly stroking my cock in time with our movements. My body tightened up. The building tension inside me was about to snap.

When he bumped my prostate again, I whimpered out my release and he groaned, his own hips stuttering. Then, as his knot swelled, locking us together, he panted, “You sure you want to bond with me, Tim?”

My answer was equally breathy. Exhilarated. “I want forever with you.”

He grinned and leaned in, sinking his teeth into the hollow where my shoulder met my neck.

The momentary pain turned into intense bliss, compounded by the extra stimulation from his knot to my prostate. I twisted my neck to bite him back, feeling the bond snap into place the instant my teeth pierced his skin.

The connection we forged was almost overwhelming. I could feel Conrad’s renewed orgasm as if it was my own, and we passed the bliss between us in a sensual feedback loop, coming again until even the magic seemed to sense it was too much.

Tears of joy dripped down my cheeks. My mate wiped them away with his big hands, his answering emotion warming me through our new connection.

“I love you,” he murmured reverently.

“I love you, too.”

The words weren’t necessary. Not with the bond between us so open and raw. But I wanted to say them anyway.

I’d always want to say them.

Maybe the rumors were right: maybe magic and fate really did favor us here in Shifters Sanctuary.

Conrad and I had gone about it ass-backwards, but that didn't matter. We'd made it past the unexpected hurdles, and we were on our way to our happily ever after; my surprise baby-daddy and me.

Even though things had gone differently to the way I’d once daydreamed they would, the ending was the same. I had the alpha I loved, a beautiful daughter, and a bright future ahead of me. Ahead of us. With Conrad at my side, I couldn’t wait to see what else life had to offer.

The End.