Bear Your Teeth (Alpha Werebear Paranormal Shifter Romance) by Lynn Red Read Free Book Online Page B

wasn’t the one doing the kissing for long.
    With a rumbling groan that started in his chest and vibrated against hers, Thor forced her head back with his. His lips pushed hers open, his tongue swirled behind her bottom lip, exploring every line, sliding along her square, flat teeth. He groaned as he tasted her, sighed as he drank her in. And then just as she thought he was about to pull away, he went in harder, deeper, hungrier, swirling his tongue against hers.
    She felt herself carried backward, her feet lifted off the ground. Then a second later, she felt the rough-hewn bricks of the old fireplace that she’d sat around every Christmas since she was a conscious bunny, drinking cocoa and listening to her grandpa tell weird stories about what it was like in The Old Days.
    What would he think? She wondered pointlessly as a rough hand slid under her dress shirt, separating it from the tight-fitting waist of her slacks and letting her skin taste first air, and then the sweet pleasure of Thor’s fingertips curling along her spine.
    He finally let her go, so he could take a breath.
    Every inch of Rika’s being was screaming at her to pull away, to separate and refuse him. Every neuron in her addled, confused brain was saying no, but her heart was opening itself to this mysterious, gruff, too-big-to-be-reasonable bear.
    And Rika? She wasn’t ever very good at saying no to her heart.
    “I don’t know what I’m doing,” Thor said, brushing a curl out of Rika’s face. “I have no idea. As soon as I left the commune for college I told myself it was reason and planning all the way for this bear. None of the impulsive, love first and ask questions later stuff my parents were into.”
    “But here we are,” Rika said. “My mom drinks white wine mixed with Gatorade and calls it a sports drink.”
    “Yeah,” he smiled, “and mine live in a colony made of organic farms and half-buried school buses. I can’t stop thinking about you, I can’t stop even though I should.”
    She stared into those huge, walnut-brown eyes for a second longer than she should have. There was a second – a brief, fleeting second – when Paprika started to pull away again as reason won out. But then she stared into his eyes, looked at those slightly-pouty, full, red lips, and just kissed him again.
    “What in the hell’s wrong with me?” she asked out loud, though it was just an internal thought that got away and slipped out her mouth.
    “Nothing,” Thor whispered, enveloping her once again with his delicious kiss, his hot breath sliding down her neck, and those fingertips that just kept fluttering on the place she’d gotten a tattoo she vaguely regretted. “You are... you’re you. That’s exactly what I want.”
    As their lips parted with a soft, delicious suck, Thor was smiling. His dimpled left cheek, his high cheekbones, his absolutely perfect five o’clock shadow, it was all too much.
    “This is stupid,” she said, but she couldn’t help smiling as she did.
    “Yeah, it absolutely is. I’ve never wanted anything more.”
    With a disbelieving shake of her head, Rika smiled back. “As stupid as it is, this might be perfect.”
    “Give me a couple days to get things ready. Call you tonight?”
    She shook her head. “My mom isn’t gonna take this easy. Maybe it’d be best if you just showed up one night and away we went?”
    “We’ll figure it out,” he said, taking a step back. “I’ve found that if you just kinda let the universe do its thing, stuff works out.”
    Paprika nodded as she stared. “You have to listen, though.”
    She hardly noticed with Thor took her hand. His lips warmed the back, shooting a hot tickle up her neck. “Yeah,” he said, “we just have to listen.”

-5-
“A day long orgasm? That sounds... well, like it might be sorta painful.”
-Petunia
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    “Y eah, you’re a class one idiot all right.”
    “Thanks Tuna, real encouraging.” Paprika, even a day later, was in