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talking,” he teased, loving the way her eyes shone when she laughed up at him.
    God, her scent was the most delicious thing he’d ever smelled. All the sweetness of her bakery and that tantalizing aroma of honey. Was it really just the cupcakes, or was this what it felt like to breathe in the scent of your mate?
    “But I know how to make you stop talking for a while,” he added with a little growl. She was so hot and slick against him as he leaned forward. He positioned himself, and then—
    They both moaned simultaneously as he slid inside. She arched against him, her thighs around his waist as her inner walls contracted around him, and still he slid even deeper, filling her slowly and completely. It was incredible. She felt so good, so overwhelming—he slid into her again and again as she wrapped her arms around him to pull him as close as possible. He could feel her breath against his throat, hot air ghosting across his skin, the little moans that escaped her every time he pushed deep inside her again.
    When he drew back, he could see that her eyes were half-closed, hazy with pleasure. He knew that he could quickly become addicted to this. No— was already addicted to this. It seemed impossible to live without this vision of her completely abandoned to her pleasure. Strands of honey-gold hair were sticking to her cheeks, her lips were swollen and red from their kiss, her thighs soft and warm against his sides as he buried himself inside her again and again.
    I'll have to tell her, he thought in desperation. I'll have to tell her about the bear.
    She would understand. He didn’t want to have secrets from her. He’d kept it secret for so long, but now he suddenly longed to share this with her. To share everything with her.
    My mate. He couldn’t say it yet, but one day soon he would.
    “You’re so beautiful,” he gasped again and leaned down to take one of her nipples into his mouth.
    A little whimper escaped her at the touch of his tongue. He sucked gently while she tightened around him, again and again, as though she was trying to force his pleasure from him.
    When it happened, she came with him, crying out in surprise as her body pulsed hot and tight around him. He groaned her name into her hair, yearning to speak the word mate , because that was who she was. His perfect mate. Beautiful and sweet like honey, her curves tantalizing and sexy even as they came to rest against each other at last in exhausted silence.
    “Wow,” she said after a moment had passed, and he nuzzled at her shoulder, breathing in her scent and trying to caution his bear to patience.
    Our mate , his bear growled proudly, and Chris agreed again.
    It had taken a long time to find her.
    But , he thought as he looked at her face, aglow with bliss as she rested in his arms, it has been worth all the years of loneliness.
    He’d never really had a family of his own; his father had left soon after his youngest brother was born, unhappy with an arranged marriage to a shifter who wasn’t his mate. His mother had died when Chris had still been young. He was grateful to the aunt and uncle who had brought him up, but it had never been anything but obligation.
    Chris hadn’t even talked to his two brothers in years. He wondered all of a sudden what they would think of Eve.
    No. That didn’t matter. Having a family had always seemed an unattainable dream, even as he watched others settle down and find the sort of happiness he had only been able to dream of as a child. He had sometimes wondered whether he was incapable of it. He’d feared that the reason he couldn’t find his mate was simply that he didn’t know how to love someone like that. But now he was surrounded by love.
    He loved everything about her: her gentle hands, her eyes filled with passion when she talked about her bakery, the way she had touched with both boldness and hesitation, as though she wanted him more than anything but was afraid of being rebuffed.
    I'll tell her soon, he