Riding Me Bear: (BBW Biker Mail Order Bride Group Shape Shifter Paranormal Romance) (Shifty Singles Book 5) Read Online Free PDF Page B

finger bumped against each other and then they intertwined. Suddenly, we were holding hands. My hand looked almost like a doll’s in his meaty fist. When we got to the stream, I rested my head against his forearm until it was almost as if I could feel the anticipation sparking off of his flesh.
    I wrapped my arms around his and pulled him down until he finally bent to my will and brought his face close to mine. This sexy mountain man’s lips were just a breath away from mine—literally—and I could barely stand it.
    Just a touch—one touch—from those lips and I’d be undone. I knew it, I was sure, absolutely certain. One touch, one kiss…
    CRRAGGSSSHHH
    A tree behind us seemingly exploded and Blake instinctively covered me with his arms.
    “YOU MOTHER FUCKER!”
    That…that sounded like Drake.
    “You know damn well that it’s my bear that’s been calling out to mate with her!” Blake had released me, moving me over to the side so he could face his brother, who I could now see clearly.
    “You don’t get a say, Drake,” my bold protector proclaimed. “You’ve been an asshole to her for two weeks now. Go back to the house. She’s mine to mate with.”
    Mate? Did I hear that right?
    “I’ll tear your fucking throat out,” Drake growled. He was…changing. Somehow. At first it was imperceptible and I swore that my eyes were playing tricks on me.  “You know how important this is to me. You know this is the first time for me.  You know…you know how I feel about her!” What? What did he just say? I felt a flutter in my stomach.
    Blake took a step to the side farther away from me as I noticed the same strange aura surrounding his body as well. His arms bulked and rounded and the hair began to thicken. His back rounded and he fell forward onto his knuckles. He roared—swear to god, roared —at Drake. “You can’t just have what you want! You have to treat people right—and I’ll protect her from you as long as I have too.” And now that flutter began an utter churning storm.
    Drake fell forward as well, and in moments their faces were changing elongating, growing snouts, and their whole bodies filled up against their clothing until they shredded into pieces around them.
    They were bears! Werebears!
    They charged at each other across the small clearing and collided with the full force of their bodies, exploding the air between them with the force of their attack and the energy of their roars.
    Blake caught Drake across the jaw with a well placed swat, then swept under to bowl him over. But pound for pound, Drake was the stronger fighter, even if Blake was the better. Blake landed quicker, more accurate assaults, but when Drake hit, he hit hard, stunning Blake and sending him backwards against a tree, splintering the trunk.
     
    So, dear reader, that is how I ended up with two men for whom I’d developed some serious attraction, if not affection fighting brutally over me. One to claim me, one to protect me—and frankly, I’m not sure which is hotter. But it was all quite endearing in a heart-stopping sort of way.
    “Stop!” I cried out. I didn’t want them to hurt each other. I hadn’t had time to digest the supernatural insanity of what I was witnessing. All I saw and understood was that two men I had grown to care about were close to ripping each others’ heads off, and I was the only one who could stop it.
    “Stop it!” I tried again, to no avail. They wouldn’t listen. I had only one option left to me. I needed to place myself between them. At the time, there was no way I could’ve known if they had full control of their emotional or intellectual faculties while in that form—as far as I could tell, they were just two bears, duking it out in the forest. I was an idiot to think I could stop them. A lucky idiot, as it turns out.
    “I said fucking stop!” As their latest two attacks sent them both tumbling away from each other, I raced to stand in-between their two bodies and threw my