Too Much To Bear: BBW Shifter Romance (Shifters of Spellholm Forest - The Bears) Read Online Free PDF Page A

But if you do anything to hurt my family...”
    “I wouldn’t.”
    “I know you Beck. This whole mate thing might make it impossible for you to hurt me, but it doesn’t cover my family. I’m just saying, so we understand each other.”
    “Damn, Jenny. Give me a chance. I’ll work hard, I know I have a lot of ground to make up, but you promised to give me a chance.”
    “I know. But this is not what I had in mind.”
    “I call it enterprising. Win your family over, win you over.”
    “So simple to you isn’t it?”
    Beck now stood only two steps from her. If she reached out her hand she could touch him, feel the heat of his body. The temptation was there, and a need, different to her usual feelings for him. Was it starting already, the pull of knowing he was her mate? She wasn’t ready for that, hating that fate might cloud her judgement. She would have to remain on her guard.
    “Nothing about you is simple, Jenny. I get that. But you don’t have to make it complicated. I know you feel something for me.”
    “You’re right, I do.” She dropped her voice, sounding a little sultry, her voice deep and breathy.
    He smiled, and moved in closer, his breath on her shoulders as he circled her body. “I could show you so much pleasure, right here, right now. We could make our union complete. Let’s not waste any more time Jenny.”
    He was good at this seduction. Maybe that was his idea of love, but it wasn’t Jenny’s. She always thought it would be special, with someone special. Instead, she would end up with a Neanderthal like Beck if she didn’t stay strong. Yet the temptation to fall into his arms and let him do as he pleased with her body was strong. But she was stronger.
    And after a bit of fun herself.
    “You’re so right, Beck. Why fight the inevitable?” She batted her eyelashes at him, because that’s what women did when they flirted, right? Then she touched his chest, sliding her hand over his hard muscles, almost letting the act slip when she felt his small hard nipples.
    She wondered if she had overdone it, because he faltered, or maybe her touch had that much power over him. That thought truly went to her head; she had a control over him she only ever dreamt of. If she were a bad person, she could exploit that so much he wouldn’t know whether he was coming or going.
    He leaned in to her, and while she questioned her own actions, he pressed his lips to hers in one explosive kiss, which left her weak at the knees. His arms slipped around her, and he supported her against his body, his all male hardness against her soft curves. Her head screamed how right this felt, but she could not give into him, she wasn’t ready.
    Surprisingly gentle, he questioned her acceptance, pushing his tongue between her lips, sliding it along her sensitive lower lip. With a gasp, she opened her mouth wide enough to allow him to plunder her mouth, her tongue meeting his in such a natural way. They played, twisting and entwining together, he moved in and out, kicking her arousal up a notch. It was getting out of hand, her teasing gone too far. She had to grip his arms to keep on her feet, and he lifted her, wrapping her legs around his waist.
    Now his cock pressed against her core, exciting her. He took her to the hay piled loosely on the other side of the barn. There he lay her down. Covering her body with his own. It felt so right, and Jenny knew she had lost the battle. He would take her now; she was defenceless, her plan backfiring, allowing him to win.
    Her hands went to her shirt, wanting to pull it off and be naked next to him, feel his skin touching hers. Desperately she clutched at him. His hand going to her breast and squeezing it, making her cry out against his mouth. He must know how much she needed him, and that he had won. Her words ringing hollow in her ears, she had not even lasted a day since finding she was his mate.
    She pressed her body closer to his, wanting to join with him, meld herself to him. If