Free The Scarred Heart (Wilde Creek#5) by R. E. Butler Page B

his back and tugged, her hands gliding over his shoulders as he loomed over her.
    He could’ve stayed there forever, buried deep and unmoving, because the feeling of her soft heat around him was the most toe-curling, amazing thing he’d ever experienced.  But more powerful than that was the connection that continued to blaze between them.  She was his adara , the perfect mate for him, and this was just the beginning of their lives together.
    He slid out of her slowly, his hands cupping her shoulders to hold her more closely as he pushed back in.  Her knees hugged his sides as he began to move slowly in and out.  Each push forward made his gums tingle, and each pull backward made him want to roar.
    He began to increase his pace and she held to him tightly, relaxing into his hold as he pushed them both toward release.  Her hips tilted, changing the angle of his thrusts, and he felt her pussy clench his every time his body brushed against her clit.  He kissed her throat and then sucked on her flesh, feeling her pulse thunder under his tongue as they moved together, thrusting and rubbing and touching.  Her thighs tightened on his waist as his fangs emerged, scraping her throat.  Bears didn’t mark this way, but wolves did, and he wanted her to have everything that he could give her.
    Her head tilted, exposing her throat to him, and he growled as his fangs emerged completely and the idea of marking her drove his bear nuts.  He struck, burying his fangs where her neck and shoulder joined.  She howled as she came, her pussy clenching his cock and pulling his climax from him.  He came buried deeply in her, her body vibrating as she growled and hugged him close with her arms and legs.  He eased his fangs from her neck and licked the wound as she shivered.  His dick spasmed and he arched into her, which made her moan, her fingers scratching his back as she writhed.
    He’d never come so hard or so much.  He lifted his head from her neck and looked down at her.  Her eyes were clear amber, beautiful and bright, and the connection between them deepened.
    “You’re mine, Kammie.”
    She blinked and tears slipped from her eyes.  “You’re mine, too, Row.”
    He rolled gently onto his back, bringing her with him.  She lay across him limply, her face glowing with happiness.  His bear rumbled its approval.  Row stroked her back, gentling her from the heights of their combined pleasure.
    They were starting off their new life together in the best of ways, and he couldn’t wait to see what the future would bring.
     

 
     
     
    Chapter 6
     
    Kammie woke slowly, aware that she was entirely naked, with a man – also naked – holding her tightly.  It wasn’t just any man who held her exposed body so close and tenderly, even in sleep; it was her mate.  She closed her eyes for a brief moment, her fingertips lightly tracing the top of Row’s hand, which was planted firmly on her lower stomach, and searched for unease and fear.  She didn’t find any.  She was entirely comfortable with Row now, and the freedom of not worrying about him seeing her scars was liberating on a level she hadn’t expected.
    Row’s hand flexed against her stomach.  Her wolf growled happily as Kammie slipped onto her back and Row rose above her.  He smiled, and the corners of his eyes crinkled.  “Morning,” he said, his voice a deep rumble that made every feminine instinct inside her cheer.
    She cupped his face with both hands, smoothing her thumbs across his stubble.  “I’m so glad you’re here.”
    His brow arched.  “Where else would I be?  Here, in this bed, with your sexy body plastered to mine…this is my definition of heaven.”
    They’d made love all night.  He’d taken her to places of bliss that she hadn’t known existed outside of romance novels.  When they’d crashed for the night, bodies tangled tightly together, she’d never been happier.  How long had it been since she’d felt so safe and so