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“You are the most amazing woman,” he whispered. “My mother called me a freak and kicked me out when I was a teen. She told me my father was a demon. Abuse and neglect makes a person think the worst about themselves, even as an adult.”

Mae listened as it all came pouring out of him, about his childhood, the trouble he got into, and why he joined the military. She wanted to know his secrets, and Malachi gave her it to her in droves. She felt his uncertainty and the shame of being told he was a freak. But in there she heard of the home he found with his unit and the men he looked at as brothers. Malachi even told her about the loss of a comrade and how they dealt with it together. His life may have started out badly, but it got better. Him speaking to her now was giving her the impression that he was letting her in for a reason, and she felt hope.

“Your mother was a mean bitch, and you’re an amazing man regardless.” She cupped his cheek. “The other people in your team, are they all like you?”

He smiled. “Every last one of them, and I want you to meet them, baby. I know I went about it the wrong way telling you goodbye and all. But baby please understand why and give me another chance. I showed you the real me because I’ve been searching for my soul mate, and it’s you. It took Zander, one of the guys in the team, to show me I was being a pure idiot for not being truthful to you. If you can accept me as I am I swear I’ll put you on a pedestal.”

A slow smile spread across her face. “You don’t have to do that. All I ask is that you love me as much as I love you.”

“That I do and more,” he said huskily.

“Then kiss me and show me how much, Mal,” she whispered.

Mae didn’t have to ask twice. His massive frame covered hers, and his lips took hers in a powerful kiss. She wrapped her hands around his shoulders and held on tighter while their tongues dueled and his big hands molded her against him. Lord, he had the power to take her from simmer to boil just with a kiss, and his touch alone made her want to beg for more.

“God, you make me crazy. I’ve never been happier or wanted a woman more than you,” he said against her mouth.

“I want you too, Mal. Take me,” she begged. “I want to feel more of you.”

He laughed huskily. “I’ve waited a long time to hear you say that. I never noticed how small your sofa is.”

“Then let’s move to the floor,” she suggested with a laugh. “And get very naked while we’re at it.”

“Oh, that works for me,” he said.

They slid to the soft carpet, all the while trying to get their clothes off along with kissing and touching. His hands grabbed the lapels of her shirt and ripped it apart. The buttons went flying as he released her from the confines of her shirt, and her breasts spilled free. Malachi lifted her easily, and she was always amazed at how tiny and fragile he made her feel. Her nipples were in his mouth, and Mae gasped in pleasure. She straddled his hips as he cupped her full breasts and feasted on them. She arched her back pushing her smooth globes deeper into his mouth.

“Oh, Mal,” she moaned.

He shrugged out of his pants. She could feel his thick cock between her legs making her want and ache to have him inside her. She rubbed against him, the friction causing sweet pleasure, and he groaned in response.

“Lord, girl, I’ll fuck you if you don’t stop doing that,” he muttered.

“Do it, fill me, fuck me hard,” she said feverishly.

“Mae, I’ve been waiting too long to have you not to take my time on each and every curve,” he growled. “Can I taste you, baby?”

“Make me come with your mouth.” Mae climbed off him and sat on the sofa.

Her breath came in little pants, and she spread her legs and exposed her sex to him. The look in his eyes made her juice flow. His gaze followed her fingers as she parted the lips of her sex in invitation. With a guttural moan, he buried his face between her legs, tasting the most secret part of her. Her back arched, and pleasure lanced through her like a bolt of lightening. His tongue licked and sucked at her clit. Mae felt his fingers circle the sensitive flesh of her entrance before he slid his fingers inside her over and over again. Mae cried out, and she moved her hips, pressing more intimately against his lips and seeking hands. She slipped her hands into his thick hair, pulled his face closer to her pussy, and bucked against him. She could feel herself reaching for the pinnacle of her orgasm, and he fucked her harder with his fingers. She cried out as each sensation assaulted her body, and she came apart under his mouth.

“I want you inside me, now. Now!” she demanded.

“Fuck, yes.” His voice was a harsh whisper, and he pulled her off the chair and onto his rigid member.

He was so damn long and hard he touched places inside her that made her shudder. “Damn, you’re so tight, I need more of you.” He reached around and pulled her legs up high around his waist before using his leg muscles to push deeper into her mouth depths. Mae whimpered in ecstasy, and she undulated on the pleasure of her desire. Mal groaned and buried his face in the valley between her breasts. He gripped her shoulders pulling her hard against him until she screamed his name, and his voice met hers in a guttural cry.

“God, yes, more, I am so full of you.” She grabbed his hair and pulled his head from her breasts, and they kissed long and hard before she pleaded, “Come with me, Mal, come with me.”

Mal pumped into her with deep strokes, pushing himself to the hilt until he hit her ass with his thighs. Her hips rose to meet his every thrust, and she tightened her legs around him. Their bodies were slick with sweat, and she could hear the slapping sound their coupling made.

“You are so hot and tight, baby. You’re mine, my mate and my love!” he ground out between clenched teeth.

“Yours, forever, Mal, always,” she gasped out.

“Say my name. Tell me who you belong to.” Mal grabbed her hair and made her meet his gaze. The dominance of this action made her quake, and she responded to his request.

“Mal, I belong to you. Oh, yes, I’m going to come.” She could feel her body reaching for completion.

It was as if the dam broke, and Mae screamed as her body shook from the intensity of her orgasm. He called her name and pounded himself inside her until he followed her into the bliss of his release. He fell back against the carpet, and she followed lying against his hard chest. Their bodies heaved as they tried to catch their breath. Mae counted the frantic beats of her heart until it began to slow down to its steady beat.

“I think I can’t feel my legs,” she murmured.

“I’m good with sleeping here. If I wasn’t so hungry I wouldn’t move,” Mal replied and sighed in contentment. “God, I love you, darling.”

“I love you too,” Mae said. “I wasn’t really hungry, and dinner is in the fridge. Do you want me to go get you some?”

“Not quite yet,” he said and rolled them both until she was beneath him.

His cock was hard and ready again. He filled her once more and began a slow rhythm that she matched easily. He took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked it deeply between his lips.

“Oh God, Mal, how can you be ready again so quickly? She moaned and lifted her hips higher to take more of him.

He kissed her long and slow before giving her a wicked grin. “I’m not just any man, baby. I’m a bear with a big appetite in more ways than one.”

* * * *

I’ m in love with a guy who can change into a bear.
Mae laughed to herself while she cooked in the kitchen. After a night of uncensored loving, her body was humming with happiness, and she couldn’t stop smiling. They lay in bed long after their lovemaking just talking. He told her about the Army Beasts going to the private sector and moving from North Carolina. They would be close by, so much so that she didn’t have to move. They could stay in the small town she loved and that he loved as well. He wanted to build an extension to her house, their house now because Malachi wasn’t leaving her unsure anymore. He was here to stay, and her heart leapt with joy at the thought.

He’d changed for her again, taking up the space in her bedroom while she ran her fingers through his thick fur. Watching him was a spectacular sight, and she was amazed that a human could have a second nature to them. It made the realm of possibilities seem endless. Her father was right, and she knew he was probably pumping his fist in heaven and saying I told you so.

There was so much to expect and look forward too. She was taking time off work to drive back with him and meet everyone in his life he cared about. That was his team. His team leader’s wife Nia had a baby, and Zane’s wife was pregnant. She chuckled using their names as if they were all friends by the way Malachi spoke of them. Mae felt as if she did know them. So she was baking cookies and other treats to take with them. Plus she went and bought things for the baby earlier that day, including a handmade quilt from one of her neighbors. She wanted to make a good impression. She hoped they liked her and felt the nervousness clench her stomach. It was like meeting his parents. That would never happen since his mother tossed him aside. His team was his true family, and they mattered to him. She and Malachi would be leaving early in the morning, so Mae was using the time she had in an effective way until Malachi walked in. She heard the back door open just as she put the last cookie sheet in the oven.

“It smells good in here,” he said. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and nuzzled her neck while she stood at the sink.

“You keep that up, I might forget my cookies in the oven, and they’ll burn.” She smiled and leaned her head back against his shoulder, giving him better access to her neck. “I want everything to be perfect when your friends meet me.”

“Baby, you don’t have to do all this. They will love you without the presents and the baked goods,” Mal told her.

“Well my mom said it’s always best to meet people with homemade snickerdoodles and macaroons,” she said firmly. “Plus you said babies, and I’m a sucker for kids.”

“Does that mean that you won’t be opposed to starting a family with me sometime in the future?” His voice was husky.

“I can see us having a few mini-Malachi’s running around.” She turned in his arms and kissed him hard. “Go shower. You’ve been running around in your bear skin.”

“The truck is parked out front now, so we can leave when we get up in the morning.” Malachi smacked a kiss on her lips and snagged a cookie on the way out of the kitchen. “These are really good!”

She shook her head and laughed before resuming her kitchen clean up. It took around thirty minutes for her to get the counter wiped and baking tools put away. By the time he came back downstairs, all her treats were in containers and waiting in a basket on the kitchen table. He was toweling his damp hair dry and wore only unbuttoned jeans on his hard thighs. She would never get tired of looking at him, lean and so sexy that her mouth went dry. She’d never seen a man so big, and now she knew why. Malachi dropped the towel on the floor and crossed the room and picked her up. He deposited her on the kitchen counter and took her lips in hard kiss.

She was breathless when he lifted his head and whispered, “Marry me, Mae Thorne.”

Her eyes widened. “You don’t have to say that.”

“What if I want to? It’s been on the tip of my tongue for six months,” Malachi informed her. “Now you know everything about me, and you still love me. I don’t want to live without you, so let’s take the plunge in wedded bliss?”

“Wedded bliss?” She snorted.

“Hey, I heard you women like stuff like that, but the meaning is still the same. I want you to be my wife,” he said with a smile. “This is where you nod and say yes all tearfully.”

“I’ll say yes, but you don’t get the tears, buddy.” Even as she said it she felt her eyes begin to get weepy, and the next words trembled from her lips. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”

He wiped a droplet away with the pad of his thumb. “I thought you weren’t going to cry.”

She sniffed. “I lied.”

“That’s ok. I love you, baby,” he said.

This time when their lips met it was full of gentleness and a promise for their new life together. That was soon fueled by passion, and it became hot and hungry, seeking the satisfaction that they craved from each other. His tongue grazed her teeth before he slipped it into her mouth to taste her. She could drown in his kisses. Mae held onto his wide back and wrapped her legs around his waist. She pressed herself more intimately against him and could feel the bulge of his arousal. A wave of need washed over her. She wanted his cock inside her until she begged him for mercy. The wanton need to have him tore at her, and she pushed at his jeans with her toes.

Malachi’s hands roamed under her dress and cupped her pussy. She whimpered into his mouth and trembled. The lace of her panties ripped under his grasp, and his seeking fingers deftly searched out and found her core. He slipped them inside her, and she arched in delight. He had the most amazing hands. He caressed her pussy making her wet, and she writhed beneath him. Mae frantically unbuttoned the front of her dress, revealing her breasts to him. He buried his face in the luscious full globes and then filled his hands with the soft mounds, massaging them with a strong firm motion, letting her nipples bead to hardness against his fingers.

“Just like that, I love how your hands feel on my skin,” she whispered.

She pulled the top part of the dress off her body in one smooth tug. Malachi sunk his hands in her hair and pulled her head back, exposing her more to his seeking mouth, and he took her nipple into his mouth. He sucked and played with one before moving to repeat the process at her other breast. She tried to hold his head in place, but Malachi was ravenous in his concentration on her body. He loved her breasts with manly guttural moans, and Mae burned under his ministrations.

“I must have more of you,” he said harshly.

He took her lips again in a hot hard kiss that made her restless beneath him.
How can his lips
make me want to come?
she wondered vaguely in the back of her mind. She could feel her body react to him by the wetness that pooled between the thick lips of her snatch. Her hands cupped around the bulge in his pants and stroked him.