Marisa Chenery - To Lovea Cougar

She figured he had to have used the preternatural speed all cougar shifters had. Blaise had told her in his texts that they were faster than humans.

She focused on the closed door, took a deep breath and opened it. Harley had expected to find Blaise in bed. Instead she found him walking out of the en suite, naked, his hair damp as if he’d just gotten out of the shower. He came to a sudden standstill once he spotted her.

“Harley?”

“Hi. Ah, Taylor came to my place to get me.

He said you were in bad shape and that I needed to come here to see you. I thought something terrible had happened to you.”

“The only thing bad that happened to me was you leaving. You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”

Harley ran her gaze over him. There was no mistaking how haggard Blaise looked or the fact he appeared to have lost some weight. “I missed you too.”

Blaise crossed the distance between them in a few long strides. As he walked toward her, Harley noticed the ruby eyes on his cougar head pendant glowed. She had the sudden urge to touch it, to slip the chain from his neck and put it around her own.

Once he stood in front of her, she said, “You look a little the worse for wear.” Her heart beat faster from him being so near. And it wasn’t with fear. Her body remembered what it was like to have him thrusting deeply inside her.

He gave her a small smile. “That’s your fault.”

“It is?”

“Yes. You see, there was one thing I didn’t tell you about cougar shifters in my texts.” He pointed to his pendant. “I didn’t tell you about this. Every male cougar shifter is given one once he reaches adolescence. It has magic inside it.

When the male meets the female meant to be his mate, and he’s come to accept her into his heart, she sets it off. The cougar’s ruby eyes glow. Once it does, the female gets the decision to claim the male as her own.”

Harley licked her suddenly dry lips, knowing what Blaise was telling her. She was his mate.

“How does she do that?”

“It’s simple. She has to take his pendant from him and place it around her own neck. After that, the mating bond forms between them and their souls join. And from then on, there will never, ever be anyone else for them.”

“And if the female doesn’t take the pendant?”

“The male looks like crap because he can’t sleep, can’t eat, all he thinks about is her and the need to have her as his own. To make love to her until she takes what belongs to her and her alone.”

Arousal slammed into Harley’s body, making her breath catch. She focused on Blaise’s pendant.

It drew her. She wanted it. There would be no denying the urge that swept through her.

With fingers that shook, Harley reached up and took hold of the cougar head pendant. She wrapped her fingers around it, then lifted, slipping the chain over Blaise’s head. Once it was free, she pulled it over her own until it came to rest between her breasts. The instant it did so, she felt something snap between her and Blaise, like an invisible string that connected them.

“Did you feel that?” she asked.

“You’re damn right I did. Now I’m going to show you that you’ve made the best decision of your life.”

Blaise lifted her off her feet and raised her until her mouth was even with his. He kissed her hungrily, feeding from her lips as if he’d die without tasting them. Harley returned the kiss with as much fervor, the need to have him inside her just about overwhelming everything else.

“I love you,” she said. “Please take me. I can’t wait any longer.”

“I love you too. I’m glad one of us is naked.

We can get to the good part faster.”

He let her down onto her feet and proceeded to strip her clothes off, showing her exactly how fast a cougar shifter could move when he wanted to. Harley found herself naked and placed on the bed between one breath and the next. She gloried in the feel of Blaise coming down on top of her skin to skin.

His hard cock brushed up against her pussy.

She reached between them and fisted him, stroking his length. Blaise purred as she knew he would. She then led the head of his shaft to her slick opening and rubbed it in her wetness, circling her clit with it.

Blaise groaned. “If you don’t stop that I’m going to come. It’s been too long since I last had you.”

“We can’t have that.”

Harley led his cock inside her pussy, then lifted her hips to take more of him. Blaise thrust against her, filling her completely with one stroke.

He set a fast pace of in and out. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held on to his arms, her buildup to her climax growing each time he sheathed himself to the hilt. His shaft grew even harder, the purrs she loved so much constantly rumbled out of him.

Blaise had to thrust a half dozen more times before Harley’s orgasm slammed into her, stealing her breath. She let out a keening moan as her inner muscles clutched and released his plunging cock, milking him into his own release. He held on to her hips, holding her tightly to him, as he filled her with his cum.

Once the pleasurable sensations faded, Blaise collapsed on top of her, taking most of his weight on his bent arms. He kissed her tenderly.

“I love you, Harley. I wouldn’t want anyone else as my mate.”

She smiled up at him. “I’m sorry I made you go through that. I had no idea.”

“I know. I thought it best not to put any more pressure on you. You already had enough with just coming to grips with me being a cougar shifter.”

“It’s in the past now. I’m yours, and you are mine. And since we’re mated, and technically this would be considered the start of our honeymoon, I have a request.”

“And that would be?’

“Get that thong out I bought you. I want to see you in it again.”

Blaise chuckled. “Already making demands, but this one I don’t mind fulfilling.”

He crawled off the bed and went to his dresser. He held up the thong once he turned around. Harley not only got to see him wear it once more, she also got to remove it with her teeth. She then showed Blaise how enjoyable she found that.

The End

Marisa Chenery was always a lover of books, but after reading her first historical romance novel she found herself hooked. Having inherited a love for the written word, she soon started writing her own novels.

After trying her hand at writing historicals, she now writes paranormals.

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