Bear Naked and Bite Marks by Jenika Snow Read Free Book Online

anyone that crossed his
path. How did she know that? It was this feeling in the pit of her belly, the
way her animal paced inside of her—not frightened, but certainly aware that
this male was no stranger to violence or death.
    He stopped a few feet in front of her,
but didn’t smile or say anything in greeting. The heat that came from him, the
scent of his bear that was right there, told Melissa that he was not totally
human right now. He took off his glasses, and when she looked into his eyes her
pulse raced. The night she’d met him the shadows had been too thick for her to
really see any distinguishing features on him, but out in the open with the sun
above them showed that his eyes flashed from a dark brown to a blue so light
they were almost eerie in appearance. They reminded her of Talia’s eyes, but
there was coldness behind his that had a shiver racing up her spine. When his
eyes flashed back to a deep chocolate color she knew his bear was trying to
take control. Clearly he was having a pretty hard time holding back, and when
she got a concentrated scent of the arousal that came to him she actually took
a step back from the force. Instantly she became wet, and she felt her nipples
harden beneath her silk blouse. The grin he gave her wasn’t sweet and kind, but
one of animal satisfaction. It was a flash of his straight white teeth, and the
hint of his canines starting to lengthen as his bear scented her lust. He took
a step forward, and she took one back. Although the sun was still high, it
would be dusk in a few short hours, and there wasn’t a lot of foot traffic on
the sidewalks.
    The cold, unforgiving front door stopped
her retreat, and when he placed one hand on the glass by her head, leaned in an
inch, and lowered his eyes to stare at her lips, everything inside of Melissa
stilled. He looked back at her face after a few seconds, and inhaled deeply
while holding her gaze with his own. A low hum of desire left his chest and speared
right into her body.
    “You wouldn’t believe how easy it was to
find out all about you, Melissa Amelia Damien.” He seemed to purr out her name
even though he wasn’t of the feline variety.
    Her lashes fluttered, but she forced
them to stay open. He leaned in another inch, and she should have pushed him
away. This felt like it was moving so fast. He might be her mate, but she had
just met him, and he was moving so fast, and being so forward. But she couldn’t
find the strength to do that. Instead, she found her hands clenching tightly
into fists, and she pressed her thighs together, hoping to stem off the flow of
her arousal, but actually creating pressure on her clit. Yeah, that had made it
a hell of a lot worse.
    “I bet I could kiss you right now and
you’d clutch at me like you were starving for it, wouldn’t you, mate .” Before she could say anything
something seemed to snap inside of him, and his dark eyes flickered back to
blue. He took a step back and took his hat off only long enough to scrub a hand
over his head and down to his face. The movement caused his right shirtsleeve
to ride up, and Melissa caught a glimpse of the dark lines inked onto his
flesh. They appeared tribal, kind of, but there was something off about them.
He put his hat back in place, slipped his glasses over the bridge of his nose
to conceal his eyes from her, and breathed out roughly. Melissa finally
exhaled, not realizing she had been holding her breath the entire time she
watched him try to get himself in order. He cleared his throat a few times,
looked left and then right, and then when he finally seemed to move away from
the hypothetical edge, he offered her a smile, but it was a bit forced.
    But she wasn’t about to let that go … whatever
in the hell that had been. “Don’t you
think that was a bit much? I mean, I know all about mates and the alpha
claiming mentality. But what in the hell was that?” His smile faded and for a
moment he did not respond, but the low growl that came