Between the Bear's Sheets (Wylde Brothers 2)

In a move quicker than she could have ever anticipated, Ford had her flipped over on her belly again, a pillow shoved under her hips, and had her ass popped out in the air. He palmed her ass, murmured how good she had tasted, and that he would never have enough.

But his touch was gone, and before she could miss the feel of him, he had his cock shoved back inside her pussy.

His hands on her hips were painful as he pulled out and pushed back in, but she met him thrust for thrust. Her inner fox bristled in excitement, and her claws unsheathed and tore into the mattress, shredding the sheets and having stuffing puff out around her in a frenzied rush. The noises both of them made were guttural, animalistic, and raw.

They were honest and true and full of so much wild emotion that she could see her fox emerging and letting this bear claim her. As strange as a coupling like that sounded, it also seemed so perfect and right.

“Christ, Red.” The fact that Ford called her the nickname she had heard only her closest loved ones say to her spread warmth in her chest. “I’m going to come, baby. Fuck, I’m going to come so fucking hard.” It was just those erotic words that set off yet another orgasm inside her, the third one in such a short time that it seemed unreal.

Her inner muscles tightened involuntarily and caused a loud, glass-breaking roar to leave him.

He slammed into her three times, and when he bottomed out in her and came long and hard, she felt the world tilt. Talia actually felt him swell further inside her, felt the pulsing of him emptying his balls into her body, and buried her face in the sheets as she cried out in ecstasy.

It was an experience she had never felt before, one she would never forget.

The sheets smelled like him, and she clenched around him again, her body heating all over again even though she climaxed so hard. What was it about him that made her feel so off-balance? The heavy weight of his chest pressing against her back had the air leaving her.

He got up from the bed and was gone for a few minutes, but she was too lethargic to move.

When he returned, he wrapped his thick arm around her waist and hauled her against his sweaty chest.

“You’re not going anywhere, baby.” He kissed the top of her head, and the act seemed far more intimate than what they had just done. “That was…. Holy fuck, I don’t even know how to explain it. I have never felt anything like that in my life.” The way he said the words seemed to mean something much deeper, but she didn’t question him or contemplate it.

She would enjoy what time she had with him, because she too had never felt anything like what they just shared.

It wasn’t just about two people having sex. Her animal had risen to the surface for the first time since she started having sex, and she had felt his bear right there as well. The touch of his claws on her skin, so close to breaking the surface of her flesh, had felt like a cataclysm of sensations.

The scent of the predator that Ford was had been primal and carnal, feral and savage. He tightened his hold on her, and even though they had just gotten done having mind-blowing sex, he was still semi-hard.

Being embraced by him had Talia feeling safe, protected, and had her drifting off in the warm, powerful embrace of this bear.

9

Ford lifted a piece of lumber over his shoulder and carried it over to the two-story home Wylde Construction was currently building. The development consisted of twenty-four houses in a three-block radius, and they had three homes left to finish.

It was hot, nearing ninety degrees, and all he could think about was Talia.

It had been three days since he dropped her off at some boutique in town, per her request, and he couldn’t get the little red fox out of his head. The night he spent with her had been raw and like nothing he had ever felt.

The darkness that had been so much a part of him for the last ten years had vanished the moment he touched her, kissed her, and buried himself deep inside her.

He couldn’t just have one night with her, not when she made him feel alive and wanting more out of life. He wanted her and only her, and that revelation was a blow to the carefully erected wall he had built around himself. How had he fallen so hard for someone in just a short amount of time?

His reaction to what was only supposed to be a one-night stand was not like him at all. Working constantly until he was exhausted hadn’t helped either. Although he wanted her, he was also scared shitless of what he was feeling. His bear was constantly on the prowl inside him, growling and wanting to emerge and hunt her down like a predator finding its prey.