Between the Bear's Sheets (Wylde Brothers 2)

“Yeah, I know what you mean, although not personally. My brother is a physician, as is my father. They share a practice, and I can’t count the number of times they’ve argued over things concerning the office.” Looking up at him, she swallowed the lump that suddenly formed in her throat at the look he gave her.

His expression was relaxed, but she felt the heat come from it, one of raw, animalistic sexuality. Gone was the awkwardness that had risen from talks of weddings, and back in its place was heady arousal. A ripple passed over him, as strange as that was, and for a split second, she saw the wild bear he harbored inside. He slowly leaned in, and Talia found herself frozen to the spot.

They were inches from each other once again, breathing the same air and passing each other’s body heat back and forth. Talia pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, a nervous habit she had done all her life. She noticed Ford’s eyes lower to watch the act, and she instantly let go.

Her bottom lip popped out, and blood rushed to the abused area. His pupils dilated, and the pheromones that came off him saturated her. There was no denying the bear shifter in front of her wanted her just as badly as she wanted him.

“Talia…” He said her name deep and low, and the way his lips formed the word had her thinking of him moving his mouth all over her body while he fucked her good and hard. He inhaled deeply, and the black of his pupils swallowed the blue of his irises. “I can smell how wet your pussy is.” He slowly lifted his eyes to hers and leaned in another inch. “Tell me how wet you are for me, Talia.”

Holy shit, did he just say that to her? Yes, yes, he did, and to her surprise, she wasn’t offended, but so damn turned on she was shocked she hadn’t burst into flames right then and there.

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Talia’s chest rose and fell from the force of trying to suck enough air into her lungs. He moved in yet another inch, and everything faded in the distance until all she sensed, smelled, and saw was Ford. This whole situation was crazy, and her reaction to him was crazier yet.

“All you have to do is tell me you want me as much as I want you.” His breath was warm and smelled hoppy from his beer. “This doesn’t make sense, but it doesn’t have to for it to be right, yeah?” Her eyes fluttered as his warm breath brushed tendrils of her hair across her cheek. An intoxicating sensation filled her, and it had nothing to do with the alcohol she had. “And I want you, Talia. I want you under me, covered in sweat, screaming my name, and knowing it is me who is fucking you until you scream.”

Oh God. His words alone, so wicked, filthy, and erotic, could’ve made her orgasm.

She had never done something reckless, had never wanted to, but when she opened her eyes and stared into Ford’s bright-blue irises, all she could think about was spending one night with him, because she knew that was all it would be.

For some strange reason, she was fine with that, because as shallow and even slutty as it seemed, she didn’t care. Why should she feel shame for wanting to explore the sexuality that slammed into her, wrapped its talons into her, and refused to let go until she surrendered completely?

In the morning, she could go on with her life, but if she didn’t at least experience something that stole her breath, made every part of her tingle, and had her inhibitions vanishing, she would forever regret it. That was a fact. Could she actually go through with it, though?

“All you have to do is ask me to take you home, baby.” His voice was low and laced with lust. “I need to hear you say those words.” His gaze was on her lips again, and his chest rose and fell with such force she grew dizzy from the lack of oxygen.

She was an adult, but Luke was also her older brother and always very protective of her. Getting him to be okay with her leaving with Ford, a male she had only known for less than a day, was going to be hard as hell. He would talk her out of it, which may have been the smart thing to do, but it certainly wasn’t what she wanted.

She would be gone by next weekend, so the awkward run-ins wouldn’t be an issue when it came to one-night stands, although she had no experience with that type of hook-up.

Quit overanalyzing everything. Just do it, Talia.

“Take me home, Ford.” The words were a fast, breathy whisper, and as soon as they spilled from her mouth, her eyes widened. No taking it back now. The low growl that left him had shivers working through her. It was purely animal and very possessive.