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Chapter Forty-Two: The bear’s lair
“Yeah, he is.” Tillie said. Her voice was all breathless as she looked at my hooked fingers. Her lips parting, she sucked in a
breath and I watched the way her eyes seemed to sparkle with what she knew was about to come.
Travis stepped back, tucking his softened penis into his jeans. He didn’t bother with the buttons or the zipper, just pulled them up
over the swell of his buttocks. Letting the rough material rest on his slim hips. He looked at Tillie with a soft look in his eyes and I
saw it. The love that was starting to develop in him for our little human. I wanted that.
I wanted him to fall for her. He would keep her safe if I wasn’t around to look after her. It was one of the main reasons that I was
good with them wanting to share Tillie with me. Should anything happen to me, Tillie would always be taken care of. She would
be there to take care of Ryan and Travis, too. To keep them steady and grounded if they ever had to deal with my loss.
Travis stepped closer to her, lifting his hand up to her face to brush his fingers over the top of her cheek and she looked away
from me over to him. “Travis?”
“You should go show him what that dirty mouth can do, sweets.” His voice was soft, almost tender. I wonder if Tillie could hear
the way that he was speaking to her? Did she know what it meant?
Her cheeks darkened with a blush that made her look so innocent and she nodded at him. Travis stepped away from her, moving
to the recliner where Ryan was sitting. He perched himself on the armrest with a satisfied smirk on his face. Ryan reached out,
hearing her talk about another man, was still bothering him.
He would get over it, he had to.
Tillie looked between the three of us before she toed off her running shoes. She locked eyes with me and I lifted my hand and
made a keep going gesture as I settled back against the couch. She bit her lower lip, bending down to push the tattered remains
of her yoga pants down her long legs.
There was something so intimate about watching her strip down like this for me. Yes, we’d fucked and I’d even made love to her.
But this, this was on a whole different level. It was like she was putting on a show that was just for me and I loved every second
of it. I knew she wasn’t trying to be sexy but she was.
She stepped out of the pants and I could see the trimmed patch of hair between her legs. It was glistening with her arousal and
Travis’ release and I wanted to bury my face between her legs. To taste that honey-like sweetness on my tongue. I wanted to feel
her body shake as she gave herself to me. Her hips bucking as she worked herself faster, trying to take from me what she
needed until she was panting and crying out for me. Her fingers locked onto my shoulders as she dug those blunt nails into my
skin, marking me up as she had Travis.
She stood straight and let out a needy little whimper. I knew she was feeling the arousal that I was feeling. That it was making
her just as horny as it was me. Her blue eyes grew wide and my beast rose to the surface.
Tillie looked like something he very much wanted to hunt down. I got the appeal of what Travis was always going on about now.
I was struggling with the same feelings as my wolf. All this talk about the mating hunt had woken something primal in me.
Something savage that had every part of me ready to chase my mate through the woods until I caught her. There was just one
problem. These woods weren’t our home and the smell of bear lingered heavily in the air like we were in the beast’s lair. It was
so strong now that we were inside of the house that I had no doubts that this was the bear’s home.
I didn’t know if the others smelled it too or if they were so blinded by their need for Tillie that it just hadn’t sunk in yet. I needed to
know though, I needed to make sure that Tillie, Travis, and Ryan were safe. It was going to break the mood a little, but as long
as I knew we were safe, I would make sure that she enjoyed herself.
“Kitten, whose house is this?” I asked, wondering who Tillie knew that was a bear.
Tillie frowned, her hands stilling at the hem of her tank top. “My parents, but they don’t mind when I use it as long as I clean it up
before I head back to the city.”
She started to pull the shirt up and I shook my head, stopping her. “No, leave it on and come here kitten.” I ordered, relaxing a
little.
If they were her parents, then why didn’t she know that one of them was a bear? At least now I wasn’t worried about her not
being safe. I could relax a little and enjoy my mate before the hunt started.
Tillie’s frown deepened, but she dropped her hands to her sides and pushed away from the wall. Shaking her hair behind her
shoulders, she walked over to me, her footsteps soft as her hips swayed from side to side. God, she looked so damn good like
that. Her full breasts bounced with every step and I couldn’t wait to feel them in my hands.
“Where would you like me, sir?” She asked, leaning down so that her hands rested on the tops of my thighs.
*I think Travis had the right idea, kitten.” i draped my arm back over the back of the couch, making myself comfortable. “Why
don’t you show me what that dirty mouth can do?”
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