Bought by the Billionbear(7)

Track them down and rip their heads off, his bear suggested. They hurt our mate!

Owen shushed his bear, and instead told Raina she was beautiful and offered her a share of his shrimp. He saw that she was enjoying her food, and he enjoyed watching her enjoy it. But he barely tasted his own. All he could think of was how sexy she was, and how maddening it was to have her within touching distance and keep his hands off her.


But she’d obviously been hurt before. She kept shooting him wary looks. He didn’t want to frighten her by coming on too strong… especially since he had a secret that might be much scarier to her than a premature pass.

Owen gritted his teeth and tried not to be overwhelmed by the sight of his mate, with him at last. He breathed in the intoxicating scent of her, a delicate rose perfume and a womanly warmth beneath it, and didn’t let himself lean across the table to inhale it direct from the hollow of her throat.

When she’d told him about the foster homes, he’d longed to hold her in his arms and tell her that she’d never be lonely and unwanted again. But he’d seen that it would have been too much too soon. He’d tell her later.

The waiter cleared their appetizer plates, and brought them dinner.

Owen watched Raina bite into her rare steak. A drop of juice escaped, and she quickly swiped it up with a lick of her pink tongue. He imagined how that tongue would feel as it licked its way along his body. Licked his cock. Those luscious lips of hers, sucking his cock…

He forced his thoughts away from those fantasies. He was already so hard just from watching her, he thought he was going to rip through his pants.

They kept talking through the rest of their dinner. The time flew by. The waiter cleared away their steak plates, then offered them the dessert menus.

“Oh, I shouldn’t,” Raina said, though she shot the menu a longing look. “I’ve eaten so much tonight already. I’m supposed to be dieting.”

Owen put his hand over hers. Deliberately, he traced the delicious softness of her hand, her plump wrist, the delicate skin of her forearm. “Raina, eat as much as you want. I know people have told you that you should starve yourself to be thin, but you weren’t made to be thin. You were made to be a beautiful, big woman, and you wouldn’t be half so gorgeous if you were skinny. So you’re a big girl— so what? I’m a big guy. I can’t even buy clothes at a normal store— they have to be custom-made for me. But there’s nothing wrong with me, and there’s nothing wrong with you. You don’t have to try to change a thing. You’re perfect exactly the way you are.”

Maybe she believed him. She ordered, anyway. The next thing he knew, the waiter had brought him chocolate mousse with raspberry sauce and whipped cream. Raina got butterscotch pudding with caramel sauce and whipped cream.

He looked her over. She seemed more relaxed now. So he dipped his spoon into his mousse and offered her a bite, spoon end first. “Try mine.”

Raina parted her luscious pink lips and let him feed her. Then she picked up her own spoon. “Your turn.”

He opened his mouth. Shivers of desire ran up and down his spine as Raina fed him a mouthful of silken pudding. Of course she was his mate. She loved romantic gestures and small intimacies, just like he did. They were perfectly suited for each other.

They fed each other, alternating bites, until they were done. Then Owen remembered something.

“You never told me,” he said. “What’s the wildest thing you’ve ever done?”

He watched Raina take a deep breath. She bit her lip, worrying it between her white teeth, and he could tell that she was wondering whether or not to tell him. She looked like she wanted to, but the thought of it scared her, too.

Owen was wild with curiosity. “Go on. Do it.”

Her voice was low with desire, throaty like the purr of a lioness. “What I’m doing right now.”

Raina leaned forward, giving him a great view of her luscious, pearly globes. Then a finger stroked his cock under the table, sending a bolt of electric heat through his entire body. Owen nearly levitated out of his seat with surprise. He couldn’t stop himself from gasping aloud, and thrusting himself up to meet her touch.

“Raina!” His voice was the growl of a bear rejoicing in his mate’s boldness.

Take her, rumbled his bear. Take her now, now, now!

Naturally, that was the moment the waiter chose to stop by the table. “How were the desserts?”

“Uh…” Owen couldn’t even speak. Her hand hidden by the tablecloth, Raina was squeezing and caressing his swollen cock. Then she moved her thumb over his balls, rubbing in exquisitely tormenting circles. He felt like he was about to explode.

“Everything’s absolutely wonderful,” Raina said, her voice a little unsteady. Her brown eyes were bright with mischief. Looking straight at Owen, she deliberately licked her lips, making them glisten with a film of moisture from her wet pink tongue. “The best I’ll ever taste… I mean, tasted.”

Owen clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, forcing back a groan. That tongue of hers! His mate telling him that she wanted to taste him! Everything about Raina set him on fire.


Summoning all his self-control, he managed to get out, “I can’t wait to taste, too. I mean the next time I’m here.”

“Did you have a favorite?” asked the waiter.