Bearly Hot (Glacier Pass #3)

7. Gianna

Chapter 7

Gianna

I wake up slowly, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains and casting a gentle early glow across the room. The warmth of the sun wraps around me like a comforting blanket, but it’s not the light that’s making me feel all warm and fuzzy—it’s Sawyer, curled up behind me, his warm breath fluttering across my shoulder. He’s so close I can feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat and the insistent hardness of his cock pressed tightly against my rear end. For a second, I let myself savor this perfect moment.

But curiosity and a mischievous spark flutter in my chest. I can’t resist. With a smirk curling my lips, I decide it’s time to rouse my slumbering grizzly mate. Rolling over, I snuggle up against his hard body and slide my hand up his muscular back, feeling the warmth radiating off him. The way his muscles flex beneath my fingers sends a shiver of excitement through me.

I inch my hand higher, snaking my fingers around the back of his neck, lightly grazing my nails against his skin. Sawyer stirs, mumbling something unintelligible against the pillow. He shifts closer, inadvertently encouraging my playful assault.

“Wake up, sleeping beauty,” I tease, still running my fingers through his hair.

With a low groan, he pulls me closer, his sleep-rumpled appearance causing my inner bear to wake up and stretch happily. His tousled mess of dark brown hair and those charming, sleepy eyes peeking out amidst the haze send hunger coursing through me. “What time is it?” he mumbles, his voice still thick with sleep.

“Time to get up and face the day,” I reply, a grin spreading across my face. “And time for a little early morning fun.”

His eyes narrow in that way that tells me he’s half-asleep but slowly catching up. “Well, now my cock is wide awake and ready for the day.” The slight smile tugging at the corner of his mouth is hard to hide.

I laugh, a bright sound that feels so good in the cozy confines of our bed. “Exactly what I was hoping for,” I quip, my hand continuing to caress the back of his neck. I can practically feel him melting under my touch.

With a mischievous glint in his eye, Sawyer rolls me onto my back, now hovering over me with a playful grin. “Is that so? What do you plan to do now that you’ve woken up the beast?”

I can’t help but blush. “Tame him.” I chuckle softly as the heat in my cheeks spreads like wildfire.

Sawyer’s grin spreads even wider as I slip my hand down the front of his body, wrapping my fingers around his hard erection. “Tame away,” he groans, his voice thick with desire as I slide my hand up and down slowly.

The bite at the base of my neck tingles when he growls my name, encouraging me to continue. I give him a little push and he rolls onto his back. I ignore the slight sting in my newly broken-in girly parts and straddle his hips. His hard cock settles right against my opening, but I ignore it and slowly kiss my way around his throat.

I nibble on the spot where my bite mark was, and he groans all the dirty things he plans to do to me.

He digs his nails into my messy hair and pulls me close for his kiss. “Are you up to this so soon, love?”

“I heal really quick when properly motivated.” I smile against his lips.

He slowly runs his hand up my side and around to lightly pinch my nipple. “I’m glad to hear it.” He leans up and closes his lips around it, and my eyes roll back in my head.

He parts my wet opening with his fingertips before sliding two fingers deep inside me, and I completely lose myself in the pleasure. His fingers curl, hitting just the right spots, while his thumb rubs hard against my clit. That’s all it takes for me to explode with bliss.

“I need you.” My inner muscles are still fluttering when he places his erection at my wet opening.

“Ride me.” I slowly slide back, taking his cock deep as pleasure overwhelms me. He grips my hips tightly and uses his hold to drag me down to meet his frantic thrusts.

His grunts reverberate through the room as he powers beneath me, and I struggle to keep up with his rhythm. An orgasm begins in my toes and rushes upward, consuming my entire body. I catch a glimpse of the heat in his eyes just before he leans in, closing his lips around the slight bite mark at the base of my neck and sucking hard. A shock of electricity surges through me as waves of incredible pleasure crash over me, leaving me breathless.

After a quick shower, we settle ourselves onto the couch, my head resting comfortably against his shoulder. I sip my coffee, letting the caffeine do its magic, but I’ve been eyeing the cake box sitting on the edge of the breakfast bar.

“Did you get one of Bethany’s famous molten chocolate cakes?”

“I did.” He smiles and places his warm arm around my shoulder. “We can consider it our mating cake now.”

“You’re so freaking sweet,” I say, snuggling in closer as happiness surges through me. It feels like the perfect moment to admit what’s been on my mind. “I love you.”

“I’m so goddamn lucky,” he mutters, and I can’t help but melt a little more.

“We both are,” I reply, leaning back to take a sip of my coffee, savoring the warmth of the moment.

“So, we need to talk about today,” Sawyer begins, setting the stage for whatever is bubbling beneath the surface.

“Oh?” I prompt, looking up to meet his gaze. There’s a mix of amusement and something deeper swirling in his bright blue eyes, and I can feel a small knot of excitement tightening in my stomach.

“Dillon the Dick called me earlier,” he admits, rolling his eyes dramatically. “He apparently rallied Grant and Gabe for some moving tasks.”

It looks like my brother already has another fan. My inner bear snorts at that thought. I blink at him, my brain slowly catching up with the conversation. “So, they want to help me move in with you?”

Sawyer meets my gaze with undeniable intensity, his voice sincere as he adds, “Only if you want to. I’ve been ready to spend the rest of eternity with you since the second I saw you. I can be patient if you still need time.” My inner bear vehemently rebels at the thought of me taking him up on his offer.

Usually, male bear shifters don’t give their mates the option of whether or not to live together, so his offering makes me fall even deeper in love with him.

Butterflies ramp up their celebration in my stomach as I process this because it’s like watching puzzle pieces slot effortlessly into place. The adorable cabin in the woods is home, and the bite on my neck tingles at the thought of waking up in Sawyer’s arms every morning for eternity.

“Just so you know, I have a spoiled cat named Minnie who’s determined to run the show,” I tease, making sure he knows what he’s in for.

Sawyer, unfazed, grins widely and wiggles his eyebrows. “I’m pretty good at handling spoiled rotten pussies.”

“Please don’t use that line in front of my brothers,” I groan, knowing what a shit-show I’m in for between him and my brothers.

“Oh, you know I’m going to have to use it.” He rubs his hands together gleefully. “I mean, I owe them for the whole grading my dating efforts thing.”

After arranging for my brothers to meet us at my home, we head over to start packing my things.

While I’m sorting all the books on my bookshelf, Miss Feline Authority herself, Minnie saunters into the room as if summoned, tail waving nonchalantly in the air, surveying Sawyer with the loaded skepticism cats are famous for.

“You’ll have to convince my picky cat to move to your house,” I suggest, amused by the challenge. “She’s the real authority figure.”

Sawyer crouches down to Minnie’s level, offering his fingers cautiously. “Hello, Minnie. My place needs a rightful queen.” When he scratches her under the chin, she rolls over and offers her stomach for more rubs, accepting Sawyer into her benevolent graces. “Looks like I’m in,” Sawyer says, flashing a victorious smile. I guess no female is immune to his charms.

Amid Minnie’s watchful oversight and her subsequent royal approval shared with an almost theatrical tail flick, we continue the process of packing.