Mistakenly Mated by Sonnet O'Dell

God, I want you.” Caleb smiled against her skin as he kissed, licked, and nibbled at her throat. That was the first time she had said that. He wanted to hear her say it again. He grinned.
    “Beg pardon?”
    “I want you Caleb. Please don’t tease me anymore.”
    He grabbed her hips, lifting her so that her bottom bumped up onto the edge of the table. He pushed his jeans down with a sharp shove and pulled her onto him.
    Kerry cried out, arching her back, and pushing him deeper.
    Caleb smiled to himself. He felt like a teenager with his jeans around his knees and this goddess allowed him his first fumblings; but Caleb was no teen. He was an experienced man. He pulled back, rocking himself to the edge and then throwing his weight behind his hips. The movement brought her up off the table.
    Kerry wrapped her legs around his back and gripped his arms. He paused to lean over and kiss her before working his hips like a piston. He felt her heels dig into his ass and her moans echoed in the darkness. Her hands gripped his biceps as he continued pounding relentlessly into her willing body.
    “Caleb,” she cried.
    She hung her head back and tightened her muscles around him. His breathing became labored as he worked to keep his rhythm. He pulled back, then grabbed her hips and pulled her onto him, hitting deep inside her.
    Kerry broke. She screamed her pleasure, falling back against the table. Her back arched and her nails left red lines down his forearms.
    He shuddered, letting his orgasm take her before collapsing over her body, still deeply buried inside her. He rested his head against the cushion of her breasts while he remembered what breathing was.
    “Next time…” he said with a breathy smile and wicked glint in his eyes, “I would like to make love to you in a bed. No jeans around my knees. No night critters watching—just us and a bed.”
    Kerry grinned at him, pushing up onto her arms to have a better view. “Well, I think you’re sexier then socks on a rooster right now.”
    Caleb laughed. “That’s got to be one of the nicest thing you’ve ever said.”
    She let him put himself to rights before he swept her up in his arms and carried her through to his bedroom. She dropped the robe, climbed into bed, and settling down to watch him strip. Caleb took it slow so she could enjoy the show.
    “Come on now mister sexy pants,” she called in a mock irritated tone. “Get in this bed. It ain’t gonna warm up all on my lonesome.”
    Caleb climbed in from the opposite side, pulling her back against his chest. His body curved around hers perfectly. She fit him just right.
    He threw one arm around her waist and played with a lock of her hair between his fingers. “Have you considered growing your hair out?”
    “I used to wear it long, but I went on a trip with our senior class. During the night, someone cut it off. No one would admit to it. I kept it short since then.”
    “That’s horrible.”
    “I was thinking about it. Short hair makes me look a bit like a boy.”
    Caleb laughed and pressed tight against her. She snuggled back against him.
    “No way you could be mistaken for a boy.”
    Kerry rolled over to face him, pressing her breasts against his chest. She looked up into his face.
    “I saw this thing once that looked like this.”
    “Two naked people snuggling? Dirty girl.”
    Kerry smacked his arm and shook her head.
    “No, white and black curved together, a perfect fit for one another. Di…someone once told me what it was called but I forgot it. What I do remember was that it represented balance, two elements that create a whole…”
    “You complete me?” he asked, arching a brow.
    Kerry smacked him again, rolling over and giving her backside to him. He gave it a playful smack and she harrumphed.
    He kissed her ear and whispered softly, “You make me whole.”

Chapter Nine
    Although Kerry woke up in a strange bed, she was entirely comfortable there. She rolled over to look at the tight muscles in