emitted.
Beside her, still in his human form, Patrick grinned and waggled a finger. “Shh, when we’re outside, you can speak. For now, here.” He tapped his head.
“I’m even fatter!”
“You’re beautiful. Most importantly, you’re mine.”
Patrick walked to the door but stopped and looked back at her. She watched in silence as he shed his clothing, and then looked out the door. He must be crazy. The mountains were cold at night. Then Patrick stepped outside stark naked, and he shifted into the most amazing and fiercest grizzly she had ever seen. She realized why he had to step outside the room. Patrick wouldn’t have fit through the opening.
The bear waggled his head, and Lizzie trundled after him, surprised she could coordinate four feet. Soon they ran among the trees, Lizzie following close behind Patrick, and him never leaving her behind.
Chapter Fourteen
Lizzie didn’t have to think how to change back. She didn’t even have to question what Patrick wanted. They reached a thicket, and when her alpha nosed past it, she followed and came upon a babbling brook. Patrick stood on hind legs while changing to his human form in one fluid motion. Lizzie didn’t even consider it. She followed suit.
He extended a hand to her, and she took it as they neared the water’s edge, both naked. Lizzie stood close to Patrick, and stared at his skin, glistening in the moonlight. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears. She was becoming aware of more changes, and as she thought of the one that stuck strongest in her mind, Patrick’s cock rose to attention. She wondered if he knew how hot she was for sex.
“I know,” he said. He glanced away from the moon, which he’d been studying to grin at her.
“Are you reading my mind?”
“No, I’m sensing your mood. Not to mention that pussy is dripping wet right now.”
She realized she knew he was right with more than just the feeling of moisture between her legs. “I need your dick, Patrick.”
When she reached for it, she expected him to stop her, but he let her stroke the thick shaft as much as she wanted. His cock throbbed in her palms, hard and ready. She smeared her thumb in precome and moaned.
“It’s not just my dick anymore. It’s yours, and you can take it whenever you want.”
She tossed him a sassy look, tilting her head to the side and narrowing her eyes. “So if you’re still asleep in the morning, and I want to jump onto it, I can?”
A low rumble started in his throat. “Mm, yes, what a way to wake up, with my wife’s pussy encasing my cock.”
A thrill raced down her spine. “Your wife. That sounded odd up until now since we haven’t had the human ceremony. I feel like I get it at last. We’re the same. We’re…one.”
He turned to face her and cupped her cheeks between his palms. “We are. What’s mine is yours, Lizzie. I love you.”
She gaped. “You love…?”
“Haven’t I said it?”
“I think I’d remember that!”
He kissed her and ran a hand over her side to her hip. “Then let me say it again. I love you Lizzie Scott. I always have, and I always will.”
Lizzie stretched up to her toes and arched into his embrace. “I love you too, Patrick. I have since I was eighteen.”
His eyes glittered in the moonlight. “Then we were truly meant to be, because that’s when I first loved you.”
Lizzie’s mouth fell open. She couldn’t believe it. This man? This incredibly sexy alpha had fallen for her all that time ago and loved her for so long?”
She stepped out of his hold and smacked his arm. “What kept you?”
Patrick chuckled and snatched her back to his chest. His arm folded around her back, preventing her from escaping again. “Lizzie, look what you took me through at twenty-six. I had to give you time to grow and mature. I’m older.”
“Only by what about seven years or so?”
Amusement made him shake his head. “Try seventy-five.”
“You’re kidding,” she croaked.
“Your husband is an