The thought makes me growl, and I pull out, putting Snow on her back and spreading her legs wide. Her arms go up, reaching for me as I come down on top of her and put my cock inside her again.

“Don’t take it out, Koda. It aches when you take it out.”

She moves under me, raising her hips and begging for me to thrust.

She bites her lip as I thrust again. This time I claim her lips, needing to taste them while I’m inside her. She tastes like home, and my bear rolls around, loving the attention. It feels so good to have someone so close to us. Snuggling against Snow, I rub my body all over hers, letting my bear feel our mate.

Before I know what’s happening, I’m cumming inside her again. I hold myself still as she lies under me and I fill her womb up again. I don’t stop thrusting though, my still-hard cock not the least bit spend even after two powerful orgasms.

I look down at Snow, and she smiles up at me, petting my face. I lean into the touch, realizing that some of my bear has pushed to the surface. I know my eyes are probably glowing and I’m hairier than usual. My canines are a bit longer, and I feel more aggressive about protecting what’s mine.

“I was a virgin, Koda. I thought it would be painful, but I just feel an ache like I need more.”

Leaning down, I kiss Snow again, still thrusting in a steady rhythm. She grabs my wrist and moves my hand so it’s in between the two of us. She puts my fingers on her clit and I rub it, seeing that she wants me to do this to give her pleasure.

I will give her anything she wants. Forever.

As I rub her pussy, she pulses around me, tensing and then cumming on my cock. The wet honey coats me, and I cum inside her again. I have lost control of my body when it comes to orgasms. I just know that I can’t stop and I can’t pull out of her.

When we’ve both come down from our peaks, I roll us over so Snow’s on top. She sits up and begins to move.

“Koda,” she moans and rocks on top of me.

I grip her wide hips and watch her large breasts sway with her rhythm. Leaning up, I take a nipple in my mouth and suckle her as she rides me.

“My God, does this ever stop?” she asks after another orgasm runs through her body.

I laugh and lie back, thrusting up into her. “I hope not.”

We don’t uncouple for a long time, trying out different positions and having orgasm after orgasm. The mating moon bears down on us, and the heat takes us from one peak of pleasure to the next. It’s a night of magic beyond anything I’ve ever experienced, and I hope that even though Snow is human, she feels at least some of this.

When the morning light peeks through the curtains in the bedroom, Snow finally lies across my chest and breathes a happy sigh. I hold her to me, running my fingertips up and down her back.

“I didn’t know it could be this way,” I say, kissing the top of her head.

“Did nobody tell you what happens during mating moon?” she asks.

“I’d heard bits and pieces. But I never imagined it could be so wonderful. I promise I will be a good mate to you, Snow. I will protect you and keep you safe. I’ll make sure nothing and no one ever harms you. I’ll make sure that our cubs are provided for and that you have all that you desire.”

She leans up, looking into my eyes, and I see something that looks like love and devotion in hers.

“I know you will, Koda. I’ve been around shifters a long time. But I know that you will make a wonderful mate. I’m lucky that you found me.”

Leaning down, I take her lips, and this time when we make love, it has nothing to do with the moon.

Chapter 6 Snow

I giggle as Koda nips at my neck while I sit in his lap at the giant dining room table. I may have gone a little overboard with all the food I cooked for breakfast, but I’m used to cooking for three shifters, and Koda’s kitchen has more than a cook could dream of.

I could cook for an army in here. A lot of the stuff had never even been used and I’d had to take the plastic off most of it. That just highlighted how much Koda needs me here. He keeps telling me he’s going to be taking care of me, but I’m going to care for him just as much.

“I made you all this food and you’re just going to eat me,” I protest half-heartedly as I lean my head to the side, letting him nibble at my neck.

His big hands run up my legs and under the shirt I have on, going to my ass and squeezing. “I want to eat you first.” This time, he licks me, and the sensation makes me wriggle on his very hard cock. I don’t know how we are still going at each other like this, but we can’t seem to get enough.

“You can’t live off of just eating me,” I tease back, shifting on his lap to rub against him.

“I could,” he grunts, then goes back to his neck assault, making me giggle again.

“Well I can’t.” He pulls back quickly, looking down at me with his big brown eyes.

“You’re hungry?” Concern shows on his face. He always seems so worried about me. Anytime I make the tiniest remark, he’s in action. I don’t even have to try the pout thing. I ask and he does. It’s sweet. It makes me feel important. Like he’s never going to let me go.

He pulls me from his lap and sets me in the chair next to his before getting up and working his way around the table, making a giant plate of food. He piles it with eggs, bacon, pancakes, and some little hash potatoes I made. Then he places it in front of me.

“I can’t eat all that.” I thought he was making the plate for himself. It’s piled so high with food that I’m surprised it hasn’t collapsed.