A Mate for The Werebear (A Billionaire Bear Shifter Menage Romance) (One Night Stand Book 3) Read Online Free PDF Page B

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    She finally had to pull away to come up for air. She smiled at him. “Love you, too.”
    “I know.” He brushed his lips across her cheek. “But feel free to prove it to me during the wedding night.”
    “Hmm.” Emily tapped her finger against her lips teasingly. “So many ways to go about it.” She ran her hand up his arm, feeling the soft material of his suit jacket against his hard muscles. “I’m sure I’ll think of something.”
    “Think very hard,” Anthony said. “Very, very hard.”
    “I’ll focus on it the entire time I’m walking up the aisle. Promise.”
    The wedding music began to play. Anthony gave her one last, lingering kiss. “That’s my cue. See you up there.”
    She shoved him toward the door.
    Emily felt like her entire body was glowing as she waited for her own cue. She was marrying the love of her life and spending the rest of her life happily ever after. She didn’t need any other wedding presents. She had everything she wanted now, and she knew Anthony could sense how complete her happiness was through his magical empathy.
    She closed her eyes and focused on it to make sure he could sense it. “Happily ever after,” she whispered.
    Her cue began to play.
     
    After the wedding, Emily got her wedding night. She went back to the cabin she shared with Anthony early, giggling as she ran barefoot across the grass with the skirt of her wedding dress hiked up to her knees. She loved the cabin she shared with Anthony. It was separated out slightly from the rest of the tribe so that they could have their privacy. Werebears weren’t naturally pack creatures, so Anthony preferred a bit of solitude. Emily liked the separation as well. Being a human made her feel like an outsider sometimes, so she liked having a place that felt like it was just her and Anthony’s space.
    She threw open the door of the cabin and tossed herself up onto their huge king sized bed. She wanted everything to be perfect for when Anthony got there.
    “Play wedding night playlist,” Emily called breathlessly to the Bluetooth speakers by the bed. The speakers turned on and sultry music filled the air. Emily had spent the night before setting up the playlist while Anthony had gone out with his rowdy shifter friends. She had no idea what happened at shifter bachelor parties, and she was pretty sure she didn’t want to know.
    Emily considered taking off her dress and greeting him naked, but she liked the idea of him ripping her wedding dress off her better, so she spent a few minutes arranging the skirts into a dramatic flair and trying out provocative poses.
    “Have I told you yet that I’m the luckiest man in the world?” Anthony said as he walked through the door.
    Emily jumped. The bed squeaked and jingled. One of Anthony’s friends must have sneaked in and put bells on the bedsprings. Anthony had warned her they might, but Emily hadn’t believed him. Well, if they wanted a little racket Emily was happy to deliver.
    “I wasn’t expecting you back yet,” Emily said. “I’m still setting up.”
    “If you set up any more, this will be the shortest wedding night on record.” He raised an eyebrow to make his meaning clear. Emily could already see how hard he was through his pants. She wiggled in place. She loved turning him on.
    Anthony had a bottle of champagne in one hand. He closed the door behind him and poured them drinks. “I saw you slipping out and thought I’d follow. I’d much rather spend my wedding night with you then those bastards who calls themselves my friends.” He handed her a glass of champagne.
    Emily deliberately let her fingers brush against his as she took it. She moved over to make room for him on the bed and it jingled again. “Bastards. You should get them back for this.”
    “Just wait for their weddings. We’ll think of something even worse.”
    Emily giggled and downed her champagne. The bubbles went straight to her head and tickled her nose. She should’ve drunk