Mated to the Wilde Bear

Chapter 12: Laurel

“You’ve always hidden yourself,” Xavier said. He sounded awed by it but underneath the words, power rumbled.

Laurel ducked her head. “Until now,” she admitted.

“You don’t ever have to hide yourself from me,” he said, and the authority of his alpha rang through the words. Laurel’s animal curled around the protectiveness in him, cuddling closer.

The way he spoke of letting her animal be seen… she’d dreamed of this but never had it with anyone. She found herself smiling softly.

“What is that look for?” he asked.

“Say it again,” she said, inching closer to him.

His arm tightened around her. “You don’t ever have to hide from me,” he said and pulled her close.

sank against him, her nipples brushing his chiseled chest. She sighed, reveling in the delicious tingle that ran through her. How long had it

off to a rough start, you and me,” Xavier said, his voice gravelly and breathy against

to you. It’s my version of professionalism, a way to remind men I’m equal.

like to start

ran a hand up his arm, trailing her fingertips over his massive bicep. He shuddered, and she thrilled at the reaction she’d pulled from him so easily. “Me too,” she

really start,” he added. “I didn’t want to, didn’t mean to feel this way

for him, and his eyes danced, the blue darkening

yourself, Laurel. The real you, no pretending. No

make her second-guess the trust required to give herself this way. But in the end, she knew she couldn’t

her bared breasts across his chest as she drew herself up against him. Friction sent delicious waves down her body, and she pressed harder until

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