Bear His Bond: Wylde Den Two (Alaskan Den Men Book 9) by Talina Perkins Read Free Book Online Page B

tied off with a black ribbon he recognized from her multitude of lotion bottles and trinkets. The delicate ends caught his attention. Every move she made they brushed her breast as though the tips of her hair painted the dusty rose of her nipple.
    He wanted to touch the soft strands, wrap them around his fingers as he drew her nipples into his mouth and devoured her taste. But he couldn’t reach her.
    He grinned.
    In time with her soft hum, he wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked the hard length from base to tip. His eyelids lowered and before long her gaze landed on his. She drifted to her knees, her hands a slow glide up his firm thighs. And her lips. God, save him, they were perfectly pouty as she spread them into a beautiful grin.
    With her gaze locked on his and without saying a word, Pepper accepted him into the confines of her luscious, warm mouth. If not for the wall at his back he’d be on the floor the second the warm pad of her tongue caressed the underside of his cock.
    She made every inkling of pain fade into distant background noise.
    Her eyes slipped shut. Her scent shackled his scenes. Threads of powerful magick flicked to life in an instant. Once again she turned red blood to lava.
    Every cell in his body held the heat of a thousand suns. Chills scaled down his spine, and his heart clenched. Energy suddenly surrounded them and his incisors ached, lengthened. His bear begged for freedom. Begged for their mate.
    He fisted his hands in her soaked hair and worked the long locks loose from their confinement. She hollowed her cheeks and gently worked himself deeper into her mouth.
    “Pepper. You’re going to steal everything I have.” He rocked forward and slowly withdrew, his muscles tense, shaking. She looked so fucking beautiful.
    His words brought her gaze back to his. Her only answer was to widen for him and accepted him deeper.
    She loved so openly, yet he couldn’t give her what she wanted. Not truly and fully.
    She anchored herself with her hands on his thighs, but it wasn’t good enough. Driven by a force of current, magick, instinct—whatever the hell had him wanting to murder anyone that dared harm her—he scooped her up and gathered the hem of her shirt. His injury and the pain that coupled with it forgotten.
    In one pull he had her bare, bra and all. “Everett, we can’t. You’re hurt and what kind of doctor would I be if I push further than you can take?” She took a step from him and he followed, pressing her into the back wall of the shower. From the amount of steam filling the small room the tiles were already warm to the touch.
    “The kind I need, that’s what. Isn’t there some kind of understood law or rule that says sex heals?”
    His insides were already torn up and who cared about his leg. That would heal. His heart, not so much. “If not, I say we need to test the theory and then report on the outcome, baby.” A somber look darkened her eyes. The rosy color of her cheek turned a nasty purple and he could tell the bruise went deeper than just the skin. He leaned forward and gently ran his lips across the tender area until he kissed every last spot.
    “Say you don’t want me and I’ll be a good boy. Scout’s honor.” He pressed his forehead to hers. The thin veil separating him from his grizzly shimmered and all he could see when he looked at her was his mate and how fucking beautiful she would look wearing his bond. Spencer, his twin brother would forgive him. Maybe. But resisting her wasn’t an option. Not any longer, if he wanted to be honest with himself. When she asked about Brax earlier in the woods he choked up, unable to talk about the death of his brother and the resulting war it almost led to. When he lost his twin, a part of him died too.
    Until now. She brought hope with her sunshine-filled laughter and bubbly outlook.
    “I don’t believe you know what that means.” She wiggled in his arms and it only made his engorged shaft throb against her soft