Between the Bear's Sheets (Wylde Brothers 2)

“I don’t have a male.” Her cheeks turned even redder, and the rush of heat that came from her enveloped him. Ford swore he grew a little drunker from it.

“No male?” He placed his forearms on the table and leaned in so close to her he could have counted each individual eyelash. Her chest rose and fell, and the outline of her nipples was now visible through her sweater set. Letting his eyes travel up from her chest, over her slender, pale neck, and to her mouth, he watched in rapt awe as she dragged her tongue along first her bottom lip and then her top.

The glossy residue along her plump lips had his shaft jerking in response.

“N-No. I don’t have a male.” Ford couldn’t help but stare at the way the tops of her breasts gently peeked over her sweater. They were large, far more than a handful, and so fucking delectable he wanted his hands on them and his mouth sucking on her nipples. The scent of angry males nearing had Ford stiffening and moving closer to Talia.

She looked to the males she’d come in with as they stopped at the table. The male stared down at him with a predatory gaze on his face. Nothing was said as he and the other male stared each other down.

Ford had to give him props for taking care of the female, but he didn’t know Ford very well, nor the fact that he wasn’t about to fucking back down.

“Hey, get the hell out of here.”

Ford smirked at the big blond fucker. If he wasn’t so damn horny for his little fox, he would have found this situation humorous, but as it stood, he was growing increasingly annoyed.

No one fucking talked to him that way. Ford stood and fully faced the male and the three shifters behind him. The falcon shifters eyed him curiously. Before Ford could say anything that would most likely start something unfortunate, Talia stood and addressed the male.

“Luke, this is Ford. I bumped into him earlier today at a little café.” Ford and Luke stared at each other for several more seconds. “Anyway, he was just about to buy me a drink.” Ford looked down at her and smirked. He thought it was endearing that she thought to protect him.

Instead of showing these males that he was an alpha and wasn’t intimidated by a cougar or a couple bird shifters, he spoke directly to her. “Yeah, a drink sounds good. What do you want, Talia?”

The way her name flowed from his lips sounded really fucking good, but what would have sounded even better was Talia screaming out his name as he was balls-deep inside her.

“How about I go up there with you and see what they have?” She was still protecting him. Ford found himself with a full-blown grin, now that this little slip of a fox thought she was helping him out. Well, he’d let her rescue him, and then later he’d show her exactly what a bear was capable of.

5

Talia made a move to walk by the male, but Luke stopped her and said something low in her ear while keeping his eyes locked on Ford. He couldn’t blame Luke for his worry, but Ford also knew the male could sense he meant Talia no harm.

Now, there was no doubt Luke could sense how badly he wanted Talia, but that wasn’t something he was going to be ashamed of or hide.

Before anything else could be said, Talia grabbed his hand and started walking toward the bar, and he let her, because he wasn’t going to allow things to escalate, not unless they started shit with him. When she was leaning against the counter, she let go of his hand and faced him.

“Are you freaking insane?”

He cocked his brow at her question and didn’t hide the genuine smile that formed on his lips. When was the last time he felt amused? “Am I?”

She pointed at her brother and his friends. “Three against one. You have to be crazy if you think you could have taken all of them on, and I could sense that’s where it was going.” She breathed out roughly, and a tendril of wavy red hair puffed out in response. “I swear it was like a He-Man showdown right in front of me.”

Ford stared at her, blinking a few times and processing her words to make sure he heard her right over the loud music. She looked so damn worried it was heartwarming. When he realized she was serious, he threw his head back and laughed loud and long, and fuck did it feel good, refreshing.

Another sliver of darkness broke away, and light shone through. Whatever it was about her had everything he had become being moved, transformed, and shaped into something that used to fill him. Several people at the bar turned and looked at him curiously.