Fated to Her Bear
“There was a feeling of triumph in his heart, but he kept that from her. She didn’t need to hear the bear inside his head as he roared in defiance. He had claimed his mate, and she was his; she would breed his cubs and live in his den.
Yes. The bear would stay cooped up for now, until he could be trusted not to frighten Ciara away. “Can I get you anything?” he asked, looking down at her black hair as, just in his dreams, it spilled across his pillow.
He reached down and touched it, letting the silky tendrils slip through his fingers. Leaning down, he kissed her lips. “Anything?”
“No, thank you. I just want to sleep.”
“Do you mind if I lie with you?” he asked.
She turned and half smiled. “It’s your bed.”
“I know. But I don’t want to force myself … my company on you.”
She moved over and then lifted the covers for him. “Hold me.”
He didn’t wait to be asked twice. Sliding in next to her, he pulled her close, his arms wrapped around her, never wanting to let her go.
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