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Sawyer was growing anxious, too. He pulled back from Amanda’s body just enough so that he could reach down to unbutton and unzip her jeans. Then he pushed them down, taking her black, lacy panties along with them. When he got to her feet, he had to pause to slip off her shoes so he could get the jeans all the way off. Amanda was wearing a simple pair of black flats, so it only took Sawyer an extra moment to get her shoes off and finish undressing her completely. Before she could protest that he still had his pants on, he was pushing her onto her back again, and moving his head to the dripping wet spot between her legs.

He let out a low growl as he moved his tongue to the soft folds of skin surrounding her entrance, which was currently throbbing with the expectation of his touch. With a desperate hunger, he began licking up her juices, sliding his tongue deep into her and then up to massage back and forth across her clit. Amanda quivered as the fire within her continued to build, and she arched her back to try to ease the pressure and keep herself from completely losing control. But stopping the flames that were spreading across her body was impossible. With every flick of Sawyer’s tongue, a fresh wave of tingling electricity shot through her being. He reached up to take her breasts in his hands, and massaged her nipples with his fingers while he continued to knead against her slick entrance with his tongue.

Amanda squirmed and panted out Sawyer’s name, begging him to slow down before she couldn’t hold back any longer. But he showed no mercy. His only response was to increase the pressure of his touch, until, with one long, loud scream, Amanda gave in and found her release.

The flames swept through her body with a delicious, burning heat. Wave after wave of hot, electric passion passed through her as her inner muscles clenched and released over and over, slowly allowing the pressure that had built within her to lessen. When the inferno finally slowed down, Amanda could only lay on her back and close her eyes, enjoying the sensation of the breeze blowing across her glistening, sweaty body and cooling her from the heat that had nearly consumed her.

But the reprieve didn’t last for long. With another low growl, Sawyer sat up and quickly kicked off his own shoes and socks, then unzipped his jeans and tore them off. Amanda grinned at the sight of his erection straining against the tight fabric of his briefs, a grin that only widened when he tore off his briefs as well, allowing his thick, hard shaft to spring free.

His body was perfect. His muscles were hard and sculpted—from his strong biceps to his toned abs, to his powerfully built legs. And just like the rest of him, his dick was strong and impressive. And Amanda loved that it was all hers. She had to pinch herself sometimes to believe that this smoking hot shifter was her lifemate.

There was no time for pinching herself right now, though. Sawyer was leaning down over her again, hovering his stiff erection right over her slick entrance, which was still throbbing and sensitive from the number his tongue had done on it just moments before. He looked into her eyes with such heat and desire that Amanda felt like she was going to come again just from his expression.

“I love you, Amanda,” he said, his voice husky and thick. “I love you more than life itself.”

Amanda breathed in and exhaled, letting the warmth of his words wash over her. “I love you too, Sawyer,” she managed to say. “I love you too.”

He closed his eyes and roared, letting his strong voice echo across the meadows and into the forest beyond. And then, he was inside her. His huge erection went deep into her, pushing and stretching against her inner walls, hitting every sensitive nerve ending and sending a fresh wave of heat through her body. As he began to thrust in and out, Amanda instantly found herself on the edge of losing control again. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the intensity of the moment, savoring every thrust as the pressure and heat built within her once again. She arched her back and called out his name once more, and then let go.

An earthquake of ecstasy swept across her being. Her body clenched around Sawyer’s shaft over and over, hungrily squeezing him tight. Tingling, electric waves passed through her, as she gave in fully to the explosion. And then, Sawyer was joining her, finding his release as well. With one final, powerful thrust, he let out a growl and stiffened before shooting a stream of himself into her.

After several breathless moments, he collapsed onto her, careful not to crush her. He nuzzled her ear, whispering more “I love yous” to her before gently rolling off of her. He lay next to her, holding her hand while they both basked in the afterglow, sweaty and happy. After several minutes, Amanda looked over at Sawyer and smiled.

“Not a bad way to celebrate the anniversary of the day we met,” she said, giving his hand a squeeze.

“Not a bad way at all,” he agreed. “But don’t go getting ahead of yourself. The celebration is far from over.”

With that he leaned over and found her mouth with his. Just like that, they were off again. Amanda smiled as she melted into his kiss. She couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate, or to spend such a beautiful, warm summer day. Everything felt perfect in the arms of her bear.

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Orphaned as a pup, Janet Dupree struggled her whole life to belong. Her curvy figure and un-submissive attitude made her unwelcome in her own pack. Labeled as useless, her unscrupulous alpha sold her to a lion shifter. As head of the Shifter Council, it was Liam Hart’s duty to help twin bear shifters rescue their mates from an insane lion holding female shifters against their will. He and his wolf were shocked — and mad as fuck — to discover their mate was being held captive as well. Man and beast were delighted to discover she was a deliciously curvy wolf with a sassy attitude. Now he faced his greatest challenge of all—breaking through this female’s hostile defenses to show her how loved and wanted only a mate could truly be.

In this scene wolf shifter Liam Hart and his rescued mate do a little one-on-one defense training and some no-holds barred loving.

Liam knocked on the bedroom door feeling as nervous as a teenager about to pick up his date for the prom. What the fuck was the matter with him?  He’d had women—shifter and human alike. He liked women. He liked sex.

Even if she was his mate, and he wasn’t saying she was, she needed someone better. Someone who could keep her safe. He’d failed his sister and had already failed this woman. She’d been orphaned as a pup and captured and tormented by the same insane shifter who had taken his sister. Logically, he knew he couldn’t have protected her either of those things, but it angered his wolf.  Angered the wolf against the hands of fate who had kept her from him. Made him rethink this whole fated mate thing. How could fate have let her suffer that way?

He thrust his hands through his hair, frustrated. He knew there was always a reason behind the events that transpired in one’s life, a higher power if you would, guiding you, shaping your destiny. He had firsthand knowledge that bad things still happened. Death. Danger.

Life. Happiness,
 his wolf whispered.
Mate.

He growled at his wolf who simply huffed. He and his animal were both right. Death, danger, life, and happiness would always exist. But fate had promised someone to help bear those burdens and share that joy. How could a woman who had suffered as Janet had want to share such things with a male who hadn’t been there for her when she’d needed him most.

He knocked on the bedroom door again, needing to see her. The kiss they had shared this afternoon had left him hungry and aching for more. The door opened and there she was. She’d taken a shower and her long hair lay in soft waves down her back. He recognized the faint scent of strawberries, the fragrance from her shampoo. Some female wolves covered themselves with lotions and perfumes and he had no idea how they stood it. Or the how the men did who took them to bed. He was glad she didn’t do that. Her sweet essence was enough. More than enough.

She looked up at him shyly, half her body hidden by the thick oak door. He could see her hand gripping the inside door knob and willed her nervousness away.

“Hello, sweetheart.”

“Hi.”

She stepped from behind the door and his breath left his lungs with a whoosh. Someone had given her more of his clothing to wear. What the hell was up with that? Didn’t any of the other pack members have clothing they could loan her? His wolf growled low and long at the thought of her wearing another male’s clothing and he realized that wouldn’t have been such a good idea. But still, he had fucking women in his pack and they should have made sure she had something to wear. The way his t-shirts hugged her breasts he realized she didn’t have on a bra and was instantly sporting a woody. He had to shift his stance as his cock grew behind the zipper of his jeans.

Damn but he wanted her.

Janet took an involuntary step backwards when Liam smiled down at her. She was already nervous about spending the evening with him.  After her training session, she’d spent the afternoon with the other women who had been rescued and later with Kim. Some of the women had already left, their families having rushed to Liam’s pack as soon as they’d been told the whereabouts of their missing loved ones.

Some, like Janet, had no pack. Like her they had either been sold, or the crazy lion had tricked them into joining his pride with the promise of belonging. Janet know how enticing that would have been.

A place to belong. Something she’d always wanted.

“You ready, baby?”

The endearments threw her off balance. No one had ever been kind to her. But it wasn’t just the words, it was also his voice. It was deep and low and made her that much more susceptible to his considerable charms, even if she knew the smile and the warm words were automatic. He probably called all the females in the pack, baby. He’d probably slept with them all too, if he was anything like her old alpha. She shivered thinking about what would have happened to her if the bastard hadn’t sold her to the lion. Thinking back, she realized she’d probably gotten off easier than if he had kept her. Despite the ridicule and humiliation she’d suffered at the hands of both the female and male members of her pack, she’d seen the flare of lust in the alpha’s eyes. When he looked at her, he’d wanted her to know he was going to have her in his bed. Despite the fact that she was curvy and he’d had never hidden his disdain for her extra pounds.

Another devastating smile from Liam distracted her from those dark memories. She wondered, not for the first time that evening, what he really wanted. He’d sent a message through Gary, the pack beta, that he wanted her to have dinner with him tonight. Janet had been taking her meals in her room or eating in the dining room with Kim when she knew Liam would not be home.

He smiled yet again. Damn, the man. Did he know what the sight of those amazing white teeth and full bottom lip did to a woman? Seeing the knowing glint in the big wolf’s devastating brown eyes, Janet knew he knew exactly what that smile did to a woman.

Made her knees buckle and her pussy weep.

She stepped out of the bedroom, pulling the door shut behind her. Privacy was one of the things she valued most. She’d never had a room to herself when she was growing up. She’d been shuffled from family to family until she was fifteen. Then, she’d found a small abandoned cabin in the woods and made it her home. No one had protested the fact that a fifteen-year-old female was living on her own. No one had cared.

“I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.”

Liam frowned at Janet’s words. They were an odd combination of sarcasm, hurt, and fear. A combination he didn’t like. Especially since he’d sensed another emotion as she’d stood there, looking at him as she’d gotten lost in her thoughts. He’d smelled her arousal. A fragrance he’d never forget and that had his wolf panting in anticipation. Then, just like shutting off the water with a faucet, the enticing aroma had disappeared.

He moved aside, allowing her to go first down the hallway. His house was huge. He’d razed the former alpha’s to the ground and built this one. The pack had built it. He’d seen the project as a way to bring everyone together. Plus, most of the males hadn’t held a decent job in years, too busy doing the dirty work the alpha had assigned them. Extortion, drugs, even some arms dealing. He’s hired them, paying top wages and helping them rebuild their pride.