Free Brother Bear Mated by P. Jameson Page B

Thames’s hand slipped between her thighs. Instinctually she clamped her knees together and his touch stilled.
    The opposite of what she wanted.
    But as much as she wanted him there, she couldn’t move to let him in. Couldn’t catch her breath. Couldn’t think. Then again, maybe she wasn’t supposed to think. Maybe that was the point.
    This… this was invigorating .
    He pulled his lips from her breast, nuzzling the valley of her cleavage and placing a gentle kiss to her sternum before meeting her gaze. A carefully neutral expression masked something else, but she couldn’t think about what.
    “I know you were never taken by a male,” he rumbled, “but has anyone ever touched your body like this? At all?”
    He knew? How did he know if she’d never told him? Maybe his animal could sense it. Or perhaps it was the way her thighs were playing sentinel to her lady parts.
    Nastia shook her head to answer because she didn’t trust her voice. No. No one had touched her like this ever.
    His breath rushed out and his shoulders where they bunched to hold him above her seemed to sag in relief.
    “Good, okay. That’s good.”
    Nastia wondered…
    “Are you untouched too?”
    Slowly, he rose up, pressing his forehead to hers so their noses touched, and then just breathed.
    “Yes,” he said finally. “But I’ve touched others. Long ago, when I went through the Mother Bear’s training to become a full grown bear shifter.”
    Nastia frowned, her forehead crinkling against his. “Mother Bear?”
    “The leader of my clan. Former clan. They’re all gone now.”
    “I’m sorry.”
    “Don’t be. Those were horrible times for me and Theo.”
    Horrible times. The pain in his voice might as well have bled her heart. Thames’s darkness had come for him long ago. But maybe she could be his light now. Until she had no more left.
    Nastia curved her palm around his cheek, loving the way his scruff abraded her skin.
    “Your past is history. That’s all,” she whispered. “It has no place in the present.”
    Thames pulled back to look at her, his gaze shifting from painful memories back to the fire she’d seen only minutes ago.
    “I don’t want that between us right now. Just want to give your body what it deserves.” He dropped a soft kiss to her lips. “Wanna make it sing for me. Wanna make you need me, little witch.”
    Then he disappeared down her body again, this time passing her breasts to go lower.
    Oh, she needed him alright. The ache between her legs was nearly unbearable.
    Nuzzling her belly, nipping at her hips, circling her navel with his attentive tongue. And then lower. Where she burned for more.
    Nastia gasped at every movement, jerking as she tried to get used to the wonderful sensations of his body gliding against hers. Nothing had ever felt so good. Nothing had ever hurt so beautifully.
    “Open for me, mate,” Thames murmured, his lips brushing against the crease of her thigh where she held so stiff. His hand on her other leg urged her to let go, to spread wide for him, but it felt impossible. His teeth clamped gently on her skin, making her feel wild in the best way. “ Trust me.”
    Trust. Like he trusted her.
    She had trusted him since she woke up here. Why should now be any different. She trusted Thames with her body, with her secrets, with her future. That’s what this was. She was giving this man her future. And somehow, she knew he’d hold it carefully in the palm of his hands.
    Nastia relaxed under him, letting her legs fall open so he could kneel between them. He looked wild, like he was going to gobble her up in the sexiest way. His eyes traveled down, over her breasts that arched up for his touch. All the way down to where she was spread for him.
    “My female is beautiful ,” he husked. Thames stared at her with such emotion, it drove her heart wild. “Especially inside. I feel it in our bond, how noble your sacrifice was in battle. How pure your intentions. Your heart isn’t dark,