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When his body morphed and reshaped, I didn’t worry about the loud cracks coming from him this time, knowing they didn’t hurt him. I smiled when thick, brown fur sprouted all over him, and he stood before me completely shifted into his beautiful animal form. “There’s my Daddy Bear.”
He lowered his body to the ground to allow me to climb onto his back. My legs were spread wide across his large frame. To keep my balance, I gripped onto the fur on the back of his neck, making sure not to pull.
Daddy scooped up both the backpack and tent bag in his strong jaws and began the trek home. I not only saw his strength in what he carried, but I felt it in his body beneath me. His muscles bunched and flexed with effortless power. With him by my side, I had nothing to fear. He knew about the world, and would keep me safe from everything within it. I had a protector forever.
Chapter Nine
Weldon
The walk home through the forest was fantastic. Tatum pointed out pretty birds along the way, imitating their whistles. He also recounted what plants he could remember, making my chest swell with pride. He was like a cute, curious sponge, soaking up everything I had to teach him. I couldn’t wait to show him the world.
The best part of the return trip was that it seemed to cheer him up. I sensed that he was saddened when we encountered the tent, and surely the memories attached to it. But riding on my back did the trick, judging by his happy commentary.
Heavy footprints sounded as I climbed the stairs onto the porch. I stopped in front of the door, knowing I couldn’t open it while in animal form. Tatum slid off of my back, onto the wooden slats, and sank his fingers into my hair, giving my scalp a good scratch.
“Thank you for the ride, and for letting me help you with your work. I had a lot of fun. Oh, let me get this for you.”
He opened the door, but my broad shoulders wouldn’t fit through the frame. I dropped the bags from my mouth and shifted back into human form, the process feeling like an invigorating stretch.
“Thank you for helping me,” I countered. “You make a very good scientist.”
Tatum giggled and wrapped his arms around my waist in a tight hug. I hugged him back, assuming it would be a quick embrace, but I was thankfully proven wrong when his hands traced up and down my spine, and his cheek nuzzled into my chest.
“Daddy?”
“Hmm?”
“I…I’m saying the word.”
It took a moment for his meaning to hit, but once it did, the sweet and cuddly moment turned heated in an instant. I scooped him into my arms and barreled through the open door, kicking it shut behind us.
By the time we crossed the threshold into the bedroom, I was rock hard. The thought of claiming my mate had my blood surging with excitement and need. I gently tossed him onto the mattress and relieved him of his clothes with only a few tugs.
Tatum didn’t need to be naked for our bonding, but my animalistic side was in control. My bear needed its mate in his most primal form; to see the body it was going to stake its claim upon.
My boy was just as excited as I was. His cock was hard and throbbing, and his pupils were blown and dark. But before I could quench our physical desires, our souls were crying out for their match. I could feel the need pounding in my chest, and see it in the wildfire burning in Tatum’s gaze.
I crawled over his body, my face hovering above his, but every other inch of our skin touching. I didn’t need to ask if he was sure or ready, because my mate nodded so quickly, his curls bounced against his forehead. His fingers pressed into the back of my head, silently begging for my bite. He needed it, and I would give him everything he craved.
I dropped my mouth to the bend of his throat and dropped hot, wet kisses onto his skin. Tatum whimpered and stretched out his neck, giving me better access. I allowed my canine teeth to drop, and my mate shivered when they grazed against him.
Tatum moaned at the first prick into his supple flesh. The taste of his sweet blood burst across my tongue, fanning my fiery need. I bit deeper, sinking my teeth inside until they grazed his collar bone. He cried out at the contact, and his back arched off of the mattress. His dick mashed against my stomach, leaving a sticky trail behind.
I pulled my canines out of his skin, breathing heavily as I watched his wounds illuminate from within. The light brightened as his skin knit together, and it vanished just as quickly, leaving behind a beautiful pink scar.
I barely recognized my thick, husky voice when I told him, “Our souls and lifelines are forever linked. You’re mine, Tatum.”
“Then take me,” he replied breathlessly. “Please, Daddy; my body is burning for you.”
I kissed him quickly but fiercely before propping up onto my knees between his. I widened his legs and touched my index finger to his pink pucker. “Have you ever had anything here?” I knew my sweet mate had never been with another man, which set my blood alight, but I wondered if he’d ever experimented.
When Tatum replied, “Just my fingers,” his cheeks didn’t even blush. He was too turned on to be shy.
I couldn’t stop the throaty groan that left my lips. “Show me.” I fully intended to retrieve a bottle of lube from the nightstand, but before I could budge, Tatum spat on his hand. I nearly had a heart attack when he slipped his slick index and middle finger into his tight ring.
I couldn’t tear my gaze away from the glorious sight of his digits sliding in and out of his ass. His body accepted them greedily, sucking them down to his knuckles. Tatum whimpered and moaned, and his toes clenched the blanket beneath them.
When he wrapped his other hand around his shaft, I forced myself into action. I wanted to be the one to grant him pleasure. Quick as a blink, I leapt off of the bed to grab the lube, and returned between his legs before he finished a single stroke.
