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She knew what claiming involved, and she knew what it meant to him and his kind. It wasn't something she was going to ask for lightly. He knew she wanted it as much as he did by the ravenous movements of her body, the haphazard stripping of her clothing, the growl that rumbled through her lips, and the speed with which she shimmied him out of his boxers.
Lyra stayed on top of him as his cock slid inside her wet and ready pussy. Her eyes rolled back as she rode him, her naked, luscious body quite a sight to see.
She curled her body on top of him, pinning her forehead to his, and held him by the neck as both of their climaxes rose like approaching thunder. Timber gripped her ass as it bounced against his cock, the bed beginning to rock against the wall from the zeal of their lovemaking.
“Oh, Timber,” she moaned over his lips. “Do it. I want it. I want it now.”
It happened in slow motion. Their climaxes spilled at nearly the same instant as their muscles tensed. Timber’s creature came to life in the form of glittering fangs and a gaping grin. She turned her neck to him, offering herself gracefully like a lamb to slaughter. By virtue of all of his instincts, Timber sank his teeth into her plushy skin.
“Oh, Timber!”
Lyra grunted and growled as her orgasm shot up and down her body. Timber felt the same way, except he was transported into a whole other realm.
He pulled his teeth away as the two of them swayed in post-climatic bliss. He gazed at the indents as she toppled on top of him, a beautiful, sleek pile of bones.
“I will never hide you,” he whispered as he stroked her hair spilling over him. “Never again.”
THIRTY-FOUR
LYRA
Timber had taken Lyra’s idea to heart, which made her feel even more loved and adored. The day after he had given her his claiming bite mark, which he repeatedly asked about, he called up several of his shifters within the Montana area who he suspected had secret human wives. It turned out there were more than he had expected.
Over a mass, private email chain, he explained his and Lyra’s experiences and her subsequent kidnapping. They all agreed that it wasn’t reasonable of the council to force them all into hiding, so they decided on a plan to meet at Timber’s residence to come up with a solution.
Lyra was stunned by the speed of his conviction which also warmed her heart. No one had ever acted so quickly on their promises for her. Words meant a lot, but not when they were empty.
Timber was proving to be a refreshing take on the various men in her life who had made grandiose proclamations yet never backed them up with actions. Maybe there were multiple beautiful benefits to being with a bear shifter.
She felt warm and cozy as she set up the living room to make space for eight bear shifters and their mates. A few of them even had their own children and had been hiding out for years … staying away from the watchful eye of the council. She had come to think of it as her home, too, as opposed to her lover and employer’s; she could only imagine what a couple who had been hiding for years felt like.
Despite Timber’s hospitality, Lyra found herself nervous as she waited at the front door, his hand resting gently on the top of her butt. Every day she felt more and more like they were one unit, especially when he peered down at her, his nostrils flaring and eyes glittering with his love for her.
He tapped her for reassurance.
“Are you okay, honey?”
She smiled up at him, and he smiled back. Timber had been such a solemn, stoic character when they’d first met. But after only a few weeks of knowing one another, his expressions had begun to diversify. The grin that trembled upon his lips when he regarded her was one of her favorites.
“Just a bit nervous,” she said. “I’d never been around so many bear shifters before.”
Timber kissed the top of her head, and she sighed. There was nothing to worry about at that moment; she could simply bask in the glow of her mate’s love.
“This is your world now, too,” he said softly into her hair. “I want you to be as comfortable and confident as you can be. And I know you will settle in perfectly.”
It was the exact pep talk she needed. She sighed, then gave him a solid, passionate kiss just before the doorbell rang through the foyer.
Eight couples and a few of their youngsters slowly trickled in through the front door. Timber had hired a catering service for the evening, who arrived promptly, setting up in the kitchen with a feast for kings. Many of the bear shifters looked like Timber, that forestry, woodsman look that had been so striking when they’d first met. But then some were leaner with thinner builds.
But they all had that irrevocable sense of strength and loyalty Lyra had never encountered in so many people … particularly men … in her entire life. They sat around the living room with their human mates and a handful of children scurrying around the floors with toys and snacks.
Lyra sat on the armchair of Timber’s wingback, feeling like a queen as she listened and watched Marigold play.
“There is a likelihood that I have more attention due to my leadership within the pack. It has been harder for me to conceal my relationship than perhaps a few of you have been able to.”
Bear shifters and humans alike nodded along. Lyra had introduced herself to them all, paying special attention to the women whom she felt more of an inclination to impress. They had all been her at some point, thrown into a strange, fairy tale world where they and their beloved were at risk. They had all embraced her with the same warmth the shifters had given Timber.
“We need to form our own council,” one of the larger, thicker shifters named Fred said. “If the main council doesn’t agree, there will be no other option.”
