Paige's Bossy Bear (A BBW Paranormal Romance) (A Blackwood Brothers' Book) Read Online Free Page B

and desire pulsating off her mate, she wondered why she had ever hesitated.
    Quinn’s cock was still pulsating in Paige’s ass when he eased them both to their sides. He gathered her in his arms and held her like he’d never let her go. And he wouldn’t. He pushed back the hair from the side of her face and kissed her temple. “Did you like that, baby?”
    “ Mmm,” was her only response and Quinn grinned against her skin. Well, not her only response. She clenched the muscles of her ass dragging forth an involuntary groan from his bear. His arm was still beneath her breasts holding her securely in his arms. With his other hand, he tugged at her nipples, teasing her in retaliation.
    “Stop. No more.” She placed her hand over his, pressing his hand flat against her breast.
    He knew he’d have to move soon. They both needed a shower before they slept but he didn’t want to break the bubble of contentment that surrounded them. Instead, he let his eyes close and listened to the sound of his mate falling asleep in his arms.
    Tomorrow would be soon enough to talk.
     
    The next morning, Quinn stared at the woman sitting across the table from him. His heart sped up and his cock stood up. He wanted to pull her into his lap and grind her hips against the needy flesh. She’d bunched her hair on top of her head, revealing the slender line of her neck. She had on her work clothes. A pair of linen trousers topped with a pale pink blouse. The blouse hid her mate mark and the fresh impression of his bite. To be so conservative in her dress, she was a wildcat in bed. Not that he wanted her flaunting her body when she went out, but he wouldn’t mind a damn bit if her mate mark was visible.
    Quickly his anger spiked again but he pushed it back down. Was it because they were so newly mated? Something was causing this unusual flare of temperament in him. Last night had done nothing to alleviate the constant need clawing at his guts. He snorted silently to himself. If anything, taking her ass had made it worse. She’d submitted to him. She’d given herself and her pleasure over to his safekeeping.
    S wallowing, he took a quick gulp of coffee, contemplating how best to address the issue still hanging between them. He knew he’d need all the energy and caffeine his body could absorb. Paige was a well-matched opponent. He needed every edge he could get in order to convince her to move in with him. Today. After last night, there was no way in hell she wasn’t coming home to him every night—forever.
    “It’s time to move, Paige.” He knew his voice was commanding, his tone dominating but his bear wouldn’t back down. It had the need to protect his mate. Mate with his mate, the same why they had last night…over and over again.
    “We’ve talked about this, Quinn. Now isn’t a good time. I’m busy with this project and you’re on the final stages of your build.”
    “Something the twins can handle on their own. Now eat your breakfast,” he growled at her. She wasn’t eating her pancakes, just pushing them around in the syrup. For the last two weeks she hadn’t been eating enough. She needed her strength. She needed food to stay healthy. If he thought she was trying to diet, he’d bend her over his knee in a heartbeat, and spank her ass until it turned a bright shade of red. And then he’d take her again, just like he had last night.
    Paige took a deep bre ath and wondered what her best friend would say if she threw a pancake at her brother. Quinn seemed obsessed with feeding her, she thought. Par for the course with this bossy thing he had going on. “You’re not listening.”
    “Yeah , I am, but all I’m hearing is no.” He slammed his coffee cup down on the table so hard, she knew it had probably cracked.
    Paige ti lted her head to the side, studying him. He had the don’t-fuck-with-me face she’d seen only once before; when Marcum had held her hostage on the tenth floor of the office building. He stared back