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He ignores my question and repeats my name in a low voice over and over again. “Layla. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”

Maybe it’s hearing my name, but something in my brain snaps. It feels like I’ve awakened from some kind of spell. Not fully, but enough to realize how crazy this all is.

I step back and make some firm eye contact.

“I’m sorry,” I say, realizing how breathless I am. “Who are you?”

“I’m Oliver,” he says as he takes a step toward me.

I put my hand up and take a step back. The rain is finally easing a bit.

Keeping my distance from him is harder than I’m making it seem. I desperately want to be back in his embrace with his mouth on mine and his hands on my aching body.

But that just makes me more determined to find out what the hell is going on.

“And you’re… a shifter?”

He nods as he gazes into my eyes. He looks so damn sexy in the rain. Water is dripping down his vast chest, along the ridges of his shredded abs, and onto his—Whoa! He’s hard!

His cock is enormous. I try to look away, but it’s so thick. So long. So… fucking tempting.

My pussy aches like never before as I stare at his big masculine balls swaying below and the long vein running up his shaft.

He’s not even trying to hide it. Not even pretending like he’s not hard for me.

“But,” I say as I put my hand over my eyes. I can’t think straight with that monster in view. “Why are we…? What is happening with…?”

I can’t even talk. My heart is racing. My pussy is throbbing. I want that beautiful thing inside me and I don’t know why.

“You don’t know?” he asks with a sexy little grin.

“Know what?”

He steps forward, but this time I don’t back away. I can’t.

Oliver puts his warm hand on my chest, right over my heart.

“You know,” he whispers as he gazes into my eyes. I could fall into that gaze for the rest of eternity. “You know that we’re…”

“Mates.”

The word just comes out of my mouth.

But as soon as I say it, it all makes sense. The inexplicable yearning, the intense need. The reason why I’ve never fallen for another boy before, the reason why I’ve never even had a crush.

It was all for him. I was waiting for him.

My mouth drops as it all falls into place.

I’m mated with a bear shifter. I’m mated with him.

Holy hell.

“That’s right,” he growls as he takes my chin in his big hand. Raindrops land on my parted lips as he tilts my head up. “I’m your mate, baby. I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time and I’m not going to wait any longer.”

He presses his lips to mine and steals the air from my lungs. He tastes so good. I never want to stop kissing this man.

“You’re my girl,” he whispers between kisses. “That means this hot little mouth is mine, these luscious round tits are mine, and that sweet wet treasure between your legs is mine.”

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