Free Called by the Bear 1-3 by V. Vaughn Page B

break apart, and he kisses his way down my neck. Throwing my head back, I moan. "Oh, God, does this feel good."
    Brady walks us over to an overstuffed sofa and lowers me onto it. Bracing himself over me with his arms, he rotates his groin slowly against me, and I squeeze my legs around him as if I can draw him inside me. A low growl comes from him before his mouth takes mine in a mind-numbing kiss.
    I'm drowning in my desire, and when his finger flirts with the edge of my halter, I arch, letting him know I want to be touched. He responds by releasing my breast from my bra, and his fingers curl around to cup it. With a squeeze, he lowers his mouth to my tender nipple and sucks.
    I'm grinding against his groin, and a mewl escapes my lips. He pulls away and says, "Damn, I knew this would be good, but I didn't know how good." His stomach twitches as he flexes his hips forward. "I want you in my bed, but once you get there I'll never let you leave."
    He rises up off me and combs through his hair with a hand. I ache with need, and I crave him filling me. He says, "I'm sorry, I was only going to kiss you."
    I sit up and rearrange my bra. "Don't be. I wanted everything you gave me." His eyelids are heavy, and it takes all my willpower to keep from stripping off his clothes. I grip the hem of my dress and pull it down. I add, "And so much more."
    He grabs my hands and yanks me up. "Tell me you feel it. That you can't imagine being without me. Tell me I'm not the only one that thinks you're what I was searching for without ever knowing."
    I clutch his shirt with my fingers and lean into him. "I do. It's taking everything I've got to not rip this off of you." My body trembles in his embrace. The scent of him is intoxicating It’s almost too much. "Brady, it's overwhelming. My reaction to you isn't normal. It's as if I want to devour every inch of you, and I'm afraid if I start I'll never stop."
    "Yes, that's how it is for me too. But not tonight." He grabs my hips with hands that make me feel tiny and pushes gently away. "You need to be sure. I meant it when I said once I have you, you're mine forever. It's all or nothing with me."
    I nod because I'm afraid to tell him the same thing. Every pore of my being knows he's the only man that will ever satisfy me. I let out a shaky "Okay."
    He takes my hand. "We should get back downstairs with the others."
    "Wait. I want to look at the stars one more time." I turn away and close my eyes as I lift my face to the sky. All the nagging fears of coming here are gone, and I know this was meant to be. I pray to the powers that be. Thank you for giving me Brady. Please let love consume me the way my desire has.
    As we approach the bottom of the steps, Sierra scrambles up off the couch with a squeak and straightens her clothing. Apparently we weren't the only ones who couldn't keep their hands off each other. Keith says, "Annie went to her room. It's late, and I should probably take the ladies home now."
    Brady says, "Yeah." His hand is at the small of my back when he asks, "Carly, would you like to see what I do tomorrow?"
    "Yes, I would love that."
    We walk toward the garage, and he pulls me back when Sierra and Keith step through the door. He closes it behind them and pushes me up against it to ravage me with a kiss so intense my knees are weak.
    His voice is husky. "You have no idea how hard it is to let you leave this house. You belong here, with me. Forever."
    Oh, God. Tears prick my eyes from the intensity of my feelings. I don't want to leave either. I reach up and put a hand on his face. His skin seems warmer than it should, and I know my fingers will miss it the moment I pull them away. "What time should I come and where?"
    "I'll pick you up at eight. Wear jeans and boots if you have them."
    I step up on my tiptoes and kiss him quickly. "I can't wait."
    When Sierra and I finally make it to our rooms, she pulls me into hers. As soon as the door closes, she squeals, and I join in. "Oh my God,