Bearing The Long Road Home (Ice Bear Shifters 7)
wearing, then kicked off their shoes. The pair collapsed on the couch in a passionate embrace, and Chloe reached down to pull Seth’s sweater up and over his head. He returned the favor, unbuttoning her blouse and tossing it aside. Then he unclasped her bra and removed it to allow his hands to cup her breasts. Chloe moaned as he massaged the nipples with his fingers, then pushed him off of her and onto his back on the couch.
    “I want to taste you,” she said, and started unbuttoning his jeans. She struggled to pull off the thick denim material, and then quickly slid off his briefs, leaving him naked on the couch with his stiff erection pointing straight up at the ceiling. She slid between his legs on the couch, positioning her head right above his groin. Then she slowly licked a trail from the base of his shaft up to the tip of his penis. He let out a long, low growl of pleasure, and Chloe smiled with satisfaction. Then she moved her entire mouth over his dick, sucking in as much of him as she could while she massaged his shaft with her tongue. She felt him arching his back as she took him to the brink of ecstasy, his dick beginning to pulse with passion.
    Suddenly he grabbed her shoulders and started sitting up, pushing her off of him.
    “Wait,” he said, breathless and panting. “I want to finish inside of you.”
    Chloe smiled and nodded. She placed her hand on his chest and pushed him firmly back down onto the couch. “Stay,” she ordered. Then she climbed off the couch for a moment to quickly remove her jeans and panties, which by now were soaked with the juices of her anticipation. She got back onto the couch, straddling Seth and giving him a mischievous smile.
    “I’m in charge tonight,” she said. She lowered herself onto his dick, closing her eyes with pleasure as she felt him filling her. She thrust her hips against his, moving as fast as she could. The pressure and heat in her body built until she couldn’t contain herself anymore, and she threw back her head with a load moan as she exploded into an intense orgasm. As soon as the waves of her release started to crash over her, Seth came as well. He roared and thrust his groin upward, pushing his dick deep into her and filling her with pulses of hot passion. Chloe moaned again as she felt the heat of his orgasm filling her, and a fresh wave of tingling pleasure washed over her.
    When Chloe’s breathing finally started returning to normal, she fell against Seth’s chest, enjoying the feeling of her naked skin against his. Both of them were sweaty and disheveled in the afterglow of their lovemaking, but Chloe thought she had never seen Seth looking more handsome. As she lay against him, he wrapped one arm around her, and then used his free hand to run his fingers lazily through her hair. She sighed, taking in the sweet, peaceful moment. For the first time in years, she felt truly secure and happy.
    After several minutes of silence, Seth spoke.
    “So, my beautiful Northern Lights bear,” he said. “What do you think of April?”
    “The month of April? Um, I generally like it. Why?” Chloe asked tilting her head back to look at Seth with a questioning gaze.
    “How would you feel about a having our lifemate ceremony in April?” Seth asked, grinning up at her.
    Chloe returned his grin. “Are you asking me to marry you?”
    “I am indeed,” Seth said. “Do you have any openings on your calendar in April?”
    “I’m free as a bird all month long,” Chloe said. “Pick a date, and I’ll be there.”
    “Is that a yes, then? You’ll marry me and be my lifemate?”
    Chloe kissed Seth’s face. “Yes. I’ll even do the first of April if you want—April Fool’s Day. After all, I’m a fool for you.”
    Seth laughed. “You’re so cheesy, but I love it. The first of April it is. The day can’t come soon enough. After all these years of searching, I’ve finally found my happily ever after.”
    Chloe kissed Seth and smiled. “I agree. The day

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