Taming the Bear Collection (8 page)

      
"You can't be normal."

      
"Why is that?"

      
"Because no normal man has ever made me feel this way."

      
It was like an alarm went off in Beorn's head. An alarm that was screaming at him to make a move now or forever lose the chance. Beorn sure as hell wasn't going to lose that chance, not now.

      
With one large arm Beorn scooped her up and pinned her against the side of the truck, causing the entire vehicle to rock back and forth. At first he was afraid he had slammed her too hard, but the sudden bite he felt on his bottom lip and the clawed hands on his face told him otherwise. She was rough, rougher than any female he'd ever met.

      
After she pulled on his lip, nearly drawing blood, she released and looked at him, desire exploding like a nova in her eyes. She had managed to position herself with her legs wrapped around his waist. Her panties were thin; he could feel that much as she lowered herself onto his cock, which was threatening to rip his jeans to pieces.

      
Even though there was fabric separating their sexual fulfillment, they could feel one another's arousal like they were touching. She began to sway her hips back and forth, rhythmically moving her clit back and forth across his denim. Beorn wanted nothing more than to unzip his pants, allowing his hard member to escape and impale her soft, waiting sheath.

      
He couldn't have sex with her here, not yet, not now. Their lips met, each of them attacking the other with unchained desire. It was as if they were both fighting for supremacy as their lips furiously searched over one another. Neither could stick to the other's mouth; instead, they found their way all over the other's face and neck. When she arrived at Beorn's neck she bit into the powerful, corded flesh, causing Beorn to growl with excitement.

      
"If you do that again I'll have to fuck you right here against this truck."

      
"What's stopping you?" she asked.

      
Beorn had to end this now; otherwise he would fuck her indecently. He pulled back, gently setting her on the ground as he looked her up and down.

      
"I don't know you," he said, swallowing hard. "You're attached to Rowan and I can't just fuck his adopted daughter in a seedy parking lot."

      
"What if she wants it?" she asked.

      
"I still can't," he said, looking at the ground.

      
"So where
can
you fuck me?" she asked, her hands traveling up and down his chest.

      
"My cabin," he blurted out before quickly shutting his mouth. Why was he getting involved with a wolf? He couldn't do this, but he had a bear raging in his head and a hard-on raging in his pants.

      
"When?" she asked.

      
"Tomorrow night. I'll call you with directions."

      
"Good," she said. "Here's my number."

      
Beorn's hand felt numb as he took the piece of paper she had scribbled on from her hand. What had he agreed to? She didn't wait for any more response; she just turned and sauntered across the parking lot, heading for a waiting vehicle. As she walked away Beorn was mesmerized by the sway of her hips as they moved a perfectly round and firm ass back and forth. How had he not noticed that ass before just now?

      
Finally Beorn snapped back to reality, chuckling and turning towards his truck. Before entering it he chanced one more glance at Rain, again focusing on the movement of her perfect rear. Mentally he made a note to take a bite out of that ass the next night—it had to be done.

      
Rain walked back to the car, smiling the entire time. Eva was sitting in the front seat, messing around with her phone. She looked up expectantly at Rain as she opened the door and sat down.

      
"What happened?" Eva asked.

      
"I have a date!" Rain responded gleefully.

      
"Really? When? Where?"

      
"Tomorrow night, at his cabin in the woods."

      
"You're going all the way out there?" Eva asked, confused.

      
"He's going to call me tomorrow with directions. He said it's a short drive if you know the shortcut."

      
"Well, look at you," Eva said, looking at Rain with new respect. "A date you're actually excited about?"

      
"Oh, Eva," Rain said, trying to hold in her laughter. "This guy is different, he's special."

      
"How so?"

      
"He's just not normal. He's like no guy I've ever met. He's all man."

      
"That's how I feel about Rowan." Eva sighed as she said it, like she was wishing Rowan was here right now.

      
Rain was glad the buzzkill wasn't anywhere nearby. "No, not like that." She hated that Eva was bringing her man into this conversation.

      
"What?"

      
"He's more man than Rowan."

      
Eva just stared.

      
"He's big and burly, like no man I've ever met."

      
"That's what I think about Rowan."

      
"It's not the same. He can do things to me no other man has ever thought of."

      
"Rowan's like that too. He just takes without asking."

      
"It's not the same! He's so powerful. I'll always feel protected."

      
"Rowan makes me feel safe."

      
"It's not the same. There's a wild animal inside of him that wants to be let go, but at the same time there's a softness waiting to be tamed."

      
"Rowan's sensitive like that too."

      
"Dammit, Eva, it's not the same!"

      
"Well, I'm sorry, Rain! I'm glad you found a guy who rocks your world, but you're going to have to accept the fact that I love Rowan and I feel the same way about him!"

      
"Fine," Rain said, slumping down in her seat and crossing her arms. "Let's go. The quicker I get to sleep the quicker tomorrow night will come."

      
Eva just smiled and turned Rain's car on. There was something messed up about the person who could get drunk, and had been drinking, doing the driving, but Rain's legs felt like jelly after the experience she had just had. There was no way she could go faster than three miles an hour all the way home.

      
She looked out the window expectantly, taking in the soft glow of the moon. The lunar light radiating through the night sky caused her wolf to stir gently, satisfied that it had found a man to finally tame it.

TAMING THE BEAR PART 2

Chapter 10

      
Rain pulled her large body pillow over her face, trying to block the morning rays that were slicing through her blinds and threatening her slumber. Why did she always have to wake up so damn early? No matter how late she stayed up the night before, her sleep was always disturbed early the next morning.

      
Today she had it, though; today she had beaten the early morning sun's attack. Sleep was coming back and she was beginning to return to the wonderful place she had been before, until an annoying buzz began to emanate from her nightstand.

      
"Fuck," she muttered, sitting up in bed and slapping at her phone. "I have to work today."

      
She didn't know who she was talking to; there was nobody else in the room. She'd come home alone the night before, but that had been okay. Things were looking up for Rain's lonely life; she had found a man that definitely wanted to see her.

      
Beorn,
she thought, remembering his name and turning his face over in her mind. Most women probably wouldn't find him attractive; he was a bit on the large side and you could barely see his face behind the giant beard and the incredible bush of wild hair. But Rain had spent plenty of time in bed with men who were considered "traditionally handsome" or "hot."

      
All of those pretty boys were the same. They didn't give a damn about her or her needs, especially in bed. They got on top, humped like a jackhammer and then rolled off, panting and declaring themselves the man or the wolf or whatever they were. Once she'd put a mirror next to her bed but she'd quickly gotten rid of it after she caught a guy staring at his reflection while taking her from behind. What the actual fuck? Were most guys really that full of themselves?

      
Beorn didn't seem that way; he wasn't full of himself at all, from what she could tell. He did seem to be an introverted asshole who didn't have any use for anyone but himself, but that was okay. Rain hated most people and wolves too, so they had something in common.

      
Unfortunately, she had to shove all thoughts of Beorn and his beefy body and the erotic way he'd slammed her against his truck out of her mind so she could go to work answering phones at City Hall.

      
If hell was real, then it would be answering phones at City Hall. It was absolutely awful. First she had to deal with phone calls from other cities and counties asking questions or wanting to put on joint events or wondering why there hadn't been a new housing project in Bucklin in fifteen years. Usually those were easy to deal with, but when the wolves called bitching about this or that she really went insane. Most of the time they would ask, "Do you know what pack I'm in?" like it mattered. Packs were a thing of the past, only really used for wolves who needed something to identify themselves with.

      
The Skyvale pack were the only wolves who really identified with their pack anymore. Sure, you would find some of the Blood Moon pack who were sneaky little bastards, and some of the Dawnguard saw themselves as modern day knights, but overall most wolves just lived a normal human life with their families. When the packs did try to hold meetings, attendance dwindled each month. Hell, the Blood Moons didn't even have an alpha right now and there hadn't been any clamor to replace him, causing Aster to put the matter on the back burner until he'd solved all the problems relating to Satan's Angels.

      
Poor Aster was supposed to be "head alpha," a fancy term for mayor in this town, yet everyone was keeping him completely in the dark on the whole situation. His long-lost mate was back, but nobody would tell him out of fear that he wouldn't let her go. But she didn't want to go and would Abaddon even want her back? Someone had to tell him. Everyone needed to know, but that wasn't Rain's place. Leena had only been back for a day, anyway; surely Rowan would figure it out.

      
As Rain pulled out of her driveway she looked down at her phone one more time to make sure it was fully charged. Beorn would be calling at some point today to give her directions to his place. He didn't seem like the patient type and she definitely did not want to miss that call. Work would be torture today, and the clock would probably move at a snail's pace all day. Each click an eternity apart, torturing her and taunting her as she waited for the moment when she could go find the man who would rock her world.

      
Did that make her slutty? She wasn't envisioning a life with Beorn, nor was she envisioning any kind of serious relationship. The only thing on her mind was the big bear manhandling her and having his way with her. She was going to be all his, letting him use her in whatever way pleased him the most. She knew he was up to the task; he was an untamed beast.

      
There weren't many wolves out on the road. Most were probably still slumbering or sitting around the kitchen table enjoying breakfast with their families. It really was a quaint
Leave It To Beaver
kind of town, even if everyone had an animal living inside of them. The lack of people on the street allowed Rain's mind to wander.

      
What would Beorn do to her? Would he be gentle or rough? The image and feel of her breath being sucked away as he'd slammed her into the side of his truck ran through her head. It had hurt, but it had been a good kind of hurt. When she hit the truck it immediately sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body. All she could do to respond was reach out and bite him, bite him hard. He had responded by nearly impaling her on his sizeable cock. If only their clothes hadn't been in the way…

      
Thoughts of Beorn finishing the job he'd started the night before began to creep into her head. What if he had ripped her shirt completely off, revealing her small B-cup breasts? Would he be satisfied with them? He could fit all of one in his mouth, his large tongue expertly working over her nipple and the sensitive area around it.

      
She could imagine his monster staff exploding through his jeans and parting her tight, wet opening. Her labia would fit perfectly against the thick rod as it began to slide in and out of her, the bulbous purple head finding its mark against her clit each time his powerful hips thrust backwards.

      
In her mind, each thrust rocked the truck behind her, causing the suspension to creak in tune with her moans and shrieks of pleasure. If anyone had been walking by, they might think some monster was eating a girl beside the truck. Instead, a monster was giving a girl the fucking of her life one that she had been desiring for longer than she could remember.

      
All she could do to quiet herself was bite into his thick neck, trying to quiet her symphony of pleasure. Beorn responded by tensing up, embracing the pain from her bite as his motion got faster and more powerful.