A Christmas Home by April Zyon Page B

His free hand worked under her own top to lay against the small
of her back as he devoured her mouth, their tongues tangling and teeth banging.
    When
they parted she was panting. She lifted her arms. “Take my shirt off.”
    “And
end up missing the timer and not eating at all? Not happening, sweetheart. I
want food in my belly at some point tonight.” He winked. “A bear has to have
sustenance to make sure he is strong enough to look after his mate in all the
ways he knows she likes.”
    “Okay,
okay.” She let her hands move up and down his chest. “Later, though. Under the
Christmas tree after I’ve had some bear snuggling we will figure out just how
naked we want to get and how naughty we want to get. Deal?” she asked with a
grin.
    “Fully
naked, totally naughty,” he told her. He brushed his lips to hers, then down
over her neck. Slowly her bear nibbled, licked, and nuzzled a path down to her
shoulder before making the return journey up the other side.
    “Mmmm
and what sort of naughtiness do you want to get up to? I did see that blindfold
and silk rope in your drawer when I grabbed a pair of your shorts to put on
yesterday. Can we play?” She wanted to play with him and have him toy with her.
She wanted to be everything to him.
    “If
you’re up for it. We’ll start out slow and we can get more adventurous as we
go. Although I don’t remember leaving the rope in that particular drawer. I’m
pretty sure it was tucked neatly away with my other items.”
    She
felt her cheeks heat with the flush of what she was sure was a massive blush.
“Well I might have looked around a little when I found the blindfold.”
    “Uh-huh,
I thought so. What else did you see when you may have looked around? I’m not
complaining. My home is your home and there are no secrets between us, but … did
you see the rope, slam the drawer, and sit there blushing like you are now?”
    “I
found the toys that hadn’t been opened and the lube—and then I slammed the
drawer shut.”
    He
gave her a knowing look and chuckled. “I thought so.”
    She
grinned and leaned in close to whisper, “But … I
love the idea of having you play with me, having you take me in every single,
possible orifice that you can.” He growled and tugged her against him. Then the
timer on the oven went off, and they both looked that way. Stepping back, he
lifted her off the counter and set her onto her feet.
    “Okay,
enough teasing. You go start the steaks.” She did give him another kiss,
though, then smiled when they parted. While he worked on the steaks, she finished
the potatoes and the corn.
    Sitting
down around the table once their plates were filled, they dug in quickly. Only
once they’d gotten a few bites down did she look over to see Jagger watching
her. He gave her a grin that had her squirming in her seat. “You keep looking
at me like that and I’m seriously going to come across the table and I’m going
to jump into your lap and make you take me right here, right now.”
    He
gave a deep chuckle at her words. “I wouldn’t be upset if you wanted to come
sit in my lap. I would even feed you if you were over here. But I’m not sure
how much food we’d actually get down so it’s probably best you stay over there
until after we finish.” She shifted in her seat again and bit her lower lip.
“Will it always be like this? Will we always have this need for each other?” If
so, she was so screwed because she wanted to jump him seemingly
twenty-four-seven.
    “Don’t
know, never had a mate before you, sweetheart. I could ask some of the others
in the pack. They’ll probably be able to share some insight into this whole
being mated thing. Personally, I kind of like it. I definitely like knowing I
can make you hot and bothered with a look. And you know I’m always hard for you
when you’re in the vicinity.”
    “Thank
goodness that it’s not just me that’s feeling that way,” she said with a grin.
“Because I seriously want to