Page 50 of Untamed Instincts

Hot jets of cum hit Quinton’s chest as Noah shouted. His ass clamped down on Quinton’s cock, refusing to let go. He yanked Noah down to him, sank his canines in, then buried himself as his body convulsed with his release.

As tiny aftershocks pulsed through Quinton, he extracted his teeth and licked the wound closed. He curled his arms around his mate when Noah settled in, their breathing ragged.

“I love you,” Noah murmured, his voice drowsy with exhaustion.

Quinton tightened his arms when Noah tried to jerk upward. He was just as shocked at the declaration, but he wasn’t going to let his mate run from it.

“I love you, too.” He kissed Noah’s temple then whispered, “Just stocked up on pretzels. Care to play a game with me?”

Noah’s body slightly shook with laughter. “As long as you don’t ask anything personal.”

Quinton grinned, hugging Noah tighter, never wanting to let his mate go. The guy had survived so much, including dealing with his brother when Layne had shown up at the door, pissed off, until he learned the truth.

Noah hadn’t lost his mind with a biker gang. He’d found his mate in a family of bear shifters. Quinton would throw down to keep his mate safe and happy and right where he belonged.

THE END