Bear Seeking Bride: Thorn (Bear Canyon Brides Book 6) (BBW Paranormal Bear-Shifter Menage Romance) Read Online Free PDF Page A

little bit after eight on a Sunday night, but he knew the owner wouldn’t rush them out at ten o’clock if things went well.
    They waited until she replied with confirmation on the location, and then, for the second time that day, they rushed out the door hoping to meet their future mate.
     
    ***
     
    Hawk watched as Ava stepped through the restaurant door and glanced around the room. Earlier she’d been dressed in a silky purple shirt and jeans, but he’d only gotten a quick glance at her curves because she’d been sitting during most of their exchange.
    He looked his fill while she waited for the hostess.
    He hadn’t realized how tall she was before, and his cock twitched at the thought of all the ways he wanted to take her. He and Gavin were six feet, four inches tall and they both preferred a tall, curvy woman over a short one.
    Ava looked about five-foot-nine, and unlike earlier, she wore a turquoise capped sleeve cotton top, and a pair of khaki capris. The blue made her eyes sparkle like sapphires and her wild red curls danced around her shoulders playfully. He again imagined wrapping her locks around his fist and his cock throbbed, begging for her touch.
    Shit! Stop thinking about sex!
    He took a gulp of ice water, but it was no use.
    Her ample breasts filled out the top perfectly and he noticed the fabric stretched slightly in the middle, revealing the snug fit. He couldn’t wait to see how the mounds of flesh filled his hands. The capris molded around her thick thighs and he wanted to see her turn around so he could ogle her ass.
    He and Gavin had arrived first and asked for a secluded booth in the corner. When the hostess led her to their table, they both slid out to greet her, and he noticed she’d painted her toenails to match her top. She granted them both a tiny smile and thanked the hostess for the escort.
    “Hi,” she said, shyly. “Thank you both for agreeing to meet with me.”
    He could tell she was nervous, but he admired her bravery in reaching out to them, and her ability to apologize.
    “It’s our pleasure,” Gavin said, and motioned for her to enter the booth.
    She followed his suggestion and scooted to the center of the seat. They both sat down, sandwiching her between them. He briefly thought of all the ways she could be sandwiched between them in the bedroom, and his dick hardened, making the front of his jeans uncomfortably tight.
    He shifted slightly, thankful they were sitting down, and downed the rest of his ice water. A glance at his brother proved the man wasn’t fairing any better than he was, but Ava didn’t seem to notice.
    A waitress approached the table with a glass of water for Ava and three dessert menus. When she left, Ava took a deep breath and cleared her throat.
    “Before we order, I want to apologize again for the way I acted this afternoon. I’m ashamed of the way I judged you, and of the things I said. The only excuse I have for my behavior is weak and…pathetic. Do you think we can start over?”
    “We can definitely start over,” Gavin said, smiling big.
    “Absolutely,” Hawk agreed. “We know a threesome isn’t for everyone, but we didn’t list it in the ad because we’d get too many thrill seekers. Some women want two men for one night, but not for the rest of their lives. We’re looking for something more. Do you want to tell us what happened?”
    “Not really,” she laughed uneasily, “but I’ll give you the short version.”
    She reached for her water and he noticed her hand shaking. He knew she’d never get the glass across the table without emptying half of its contents. He glanced at Gavin and his brother nodded once, confirming he’d noticed it, too.
    Hawk gently covered her shaking hand with his own and pressed it flat against the table. With his other hand, he moved the water and set it down in front of her.
    “Relax,” he said, softly. “We’re happy you’re here, and you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want