Betray the Bear (Bear Valley Shifters #4)(22)

Pressing against him, she trailed her finger between them and touched his erection.

“No,” he moaned into her mouth before pulling away. “We have time and you’ve been through a lot, Anya. I don’t expect that. Right now I just want to kiss you until you only think of me.”

She smiled, feeling relieved and disappointed and awed all at once. Just kissing? This was a first. “Okay.”

He cupped her face and his thumb stroked a languid circle against her cheekbone as he lowered his lips to hers again. He pulled her to a tree and leaned back against it, drawing her flush against him and splaying his legs. She melted against his warmth as he wrapped his arms around her, creating a cocoon of safety. His jaw worked with the rhythm he set, and even though she wanted more, she didn’t push for it, and was rewarded with the sweetest intimate experience. It was nice to kiss a man who cared. And she knew Chase wasn’t just pushing for this to get her in bed. Him wanting to slow things down proved that. His outburst earlier proved it more.

Not so deep down, he cared for her.

And as scary as it was, she could admit to herself that it was okay to care for him too.





Chapter Seven



“What do you think it says about me that I’m in another man’s bed within two days of leaving a man I thought had claimed me?” It was late and Anya was laying on Chase’s queen sized mattress with a pint of vanilla ice cream and a spoon of the frozen treat hovering in front of her lips.

Chase stalked to the bed and came to lie on top of her, nestled between her thighs. She fed him a spoonful and leaned her cheek against his short hair. It tickled her face and she sighed a contented sound. If she were a werepanther, she’d be purring about now.

“It means you were ready to move on from a situation that hurt you for a long time. And it means fate had other plans for you.”

“You don’t think less of me?”

“Woman, I was the one who kissed you first, remember? I need to take a shower.” He flicked a piece of dried mud from the base of her throat and smile suggestively.

“If I take a shower with you, we’re doing more than kissing. You’re driving me crazy.”

His eyes narrowed, but his smile stayed in place as he slid toward the foot of the bed. His hands gripped her hips and she writhed at the feel of his body gliding over her. He buried his nose into the denim fabric that covered her sex and inhaled.

“You don’t smell like you’re in heat, but you seem needy enough.”

If he only knew how horny inner bear had been drooling over him all day, he’d be appalled.

Resting his chin on her inner thigh, he said, “Can I tell you something kind of strange?”

“Anything,” she said, pushing her hips further up so his lips pressed onto the seam of her pants.

He chuckled and bit the denim fabric playfully. “Today, when I saw your bear, I found her seductive. Or my bear did. I’ve never, you know…”

“Been attracted to another woman’s bear before?”

“Yeah.”

“I like your bear, too.”

“There was a moment…I thought of doing filthy things to you, Anya, and I didn’t care which form you were in.”

A smile of relief cracked her face. “I felt the same.”

“Have you ever?”

“Oh, God no. You?”

“Fucked a woman in bear form? No. I prefer you like this. With the light touching your hair like that, and that sexy smile.” He kissed her jeans and she rocked against the sensation.

“Don’t say f*cked with me, Chase. I won’t ever be a f*cked woman again.”

“I would never. You’re more than that and you know it. If you don’t, let me show you.” He unsnapped her button and pried the zipper down and she gasped.

“Tell me to stop and I will,” he demanded huskily, his gaze intent.

“I’ve never done this.”

Confusion flitted across his face. “You’ve never had someone kiss you here?”

“Nathan said it was of no benefit to him.”

“Good, then this can be mine. His loss.”

Put the ice cream down and look sexy, horny inner bear advised. Right.

He pulled her shorts and panties down her legs, then trailed kisses from her ankle to the apex between her thighs. She clenched the covers as he slowly dipped his tongue inside of her, shallow at first as she gasped his name, then deeper with each stroke until she was filled with him.

“Oh my gosh,” she breathed, spreading her knees wider. The sensation was so overwhelming, felt so good as he lapped her.

Reaching down, she ran her fingers through his hair and reveled in the feel of his head bobbing in rhythm to the penetration he was bowing her with. Arching, pressure built deep inside of her, and his fingers dug into her hips, pulling her to him like she could never be close enough. She moaned as she came, a crashing orgasm that had her clenching her legs and curling her toes. Chase didn’t stop until the pulsing disappeared and she lay spent on the covers.

He took another deep breath and kissed her sex sweetly. The scratch of his stubble made her shiver and she released his hair so he could leave the triangle she’d made with her thighs.

“Are you satisfied?” he asked in that deliciously deep voice of his.