Free Bound to the Prime (Bound to the Pack, #3) by Sonja Morelle Page B

“Bo-Bo Bunny. My mother gave him to me right before...” I had been very young when she had passed, I could only remember faint images of her in my mind. “It was the last thing she gave me. One of my last memories of her.”
    I had spent my teen years pretending it wasn’t all that important and had left it behind when I left for college since a ‘grown up’ didn’t have stuffed animals. I had secretly missed it every single day though and had almost asked Dad to send it to me several times.
    I never had though, any time I had come close I would find a reason not to. It really came down to an irrational fear of having it stolen. As if anyone would take a ratty stuffed animal.
    I felt Liam’s hand on my chin as he tilted my face up to his own. I expected to see him grinning or laughing at my foolishness, but instead found him looking at me with eyes full of understanding.
    He brought me into his arms, wrapping me in a cocoon of love and warmth and I felt my own love for this wonderful man swelling within me. I had spent so much time and energy worrying about what a boyfriend would think of a ‘silly’ stuffed animal that I failed to realized that the right one wouldn’t even think twice about something that obviously meant a lot to me.
    Putting one arm around him I reached up with the other and, standing on tiptoe, pulled his head down and kissed him. His arms tightened around me as I poured every ounce of the love I felt for him into our kiss, echoed by his love for me pouring into it as well.
    It was as if all the emotions we felt for each other were shared at the point our lips met. Our souls intertwined and left my head spinning as we lost track of where one of us began and the other ended.
    For a time we were two halves of a whole, made complete by the strength of our love.
    Separating only long enough for a quick gasp of air from time to time we each continued to pull the other back into the embrace. It was a single drawn out kiss that lasted forever, or a heartbeat, time didn’t seem able to apply itself to us for that moment.
    When our lips parted and we stood breathlessly in each others arms our eyes met and I found the desire that was threatening to overwhelm me mirrored back in his own gaze. Biting my lip I ran my hands up and down his sides slowly, my nails gliding across the fabric of the shirt he wore. His arms held me more and more tightly and he was even more out of breath now than after we had kissed.
    “Jen... your father...”
    “Won’t hear us since we’ll be super quiet.” I practically purred the words as I pressed myself against him. He groaned slightly as I moved my body slowly, suggestively, against his own.
    I could feel his desire growing with my every movement, the bulge in his pants threatening to rip them apart if it wasn’t released soon. His hands started moving over my body, almost mirroring my own movements as he let go of his concerns and began thinking with his other head.
    The one I wanted in charge right now.
    “I knew you’d be on board.” I grinned up into his eyes then kneeled down slowly in front of him, dragging my hands down his sides to the waist of his pants.
    Drawing my fingers across his zipper I felt him twitch and brought my face closer, nearly touching him with my lips. “Looks like you’ve got something trapped in there. Let’s set it free, shall we?”
    I could hear him breathing heavily above me as I slowly, teasingly, undid the jeans to free his cock already heavy with desire. The pants fell to his ankles as I brought my mouth closer, letting the heat of my breath wash over his growing member.
    I reached up under his shirt and traced the muscles with my nails, bringing them down to that heavenly ‘V’ which pointed right to the promised land. He growled softly as his hands found my hair and pulled me closer, unable to take my teasing.
    I smiled slightly then obliged by kissing his length from base to tip, licking a trail lightly when my lips