Gray Back Broken Bear (Gray Back Bears Book 4) by T. S. Joyce Read Free Book Online

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    Easton froze under her touch. Ana was fragile, and he would hurt her if he moved. Settling in between his legs, she cupped his face gently with her palms. She searched his eyes and smiled. “I liked dancing with you. And when we talk, I get butterflies in my stomach.”
    “I make you sick?”
    “No,” she said through a laugh. He liked the sound. Soft and feminine, her giggle tinkled like a bell. “I mean, you make me have flutters in my stomach because I like the way you make me feel.”
    “You’re pretty.” He cleared his throat and swallowed hard. He could do that part better. “I think you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.” There. Better. That felt right.
    She smiled again and stroked her thumbs across his cheeks. “I always wondered what it would be like to have you say that to me.”
    Easton gripped her wrists and shook his head, confused. “I don’t understand you.”
    Ana stood on her tiptoes and rubbed her cheek softly against his. Silk against the rasp of his scruff. More proof of how different they were. He was a jagged river rock, and she was the gentle water.
    Now it was Ana who was steady as Easton’s heart raced and his breath shook. She was so close, so warm, touching him. Him . He wasn’t a stupid man, and he knew he would never see Ana again, but for tonight, for right now, he was going to enjoy a woman pretending he was something more than a monster.
    His breath came in shallow pants now as the corner of her lips brushed his. Closing his eyes, he threaded his fingers through her soft hair and gripped gently. Don’t go. The next time she eased back to brush her cheek against his, he pressed his lips to hers as gently as a delicate woman like Ana deserved. His bear pushed for more—harder, faster. Taste her! But Easton forced his hands and lips to be easy. Easton had told her he wouldn’t hurt her, and he wouldn’t. Not now, not ever.
    He stifled the urgent growl in his throat so he wouldn’t scare her. Ana angled her face and sucked gently on his lips. Fuck, he wanted more. Needed it. He nipped softly at her mouth, grazing her with his teeth, and she let off a quiet moan that did disastrous things to his middle. Burning, fire, dick so hard.
    He just wanted a taste. A small one. Just one.
    As her lips moved against his, he touched the closed seam of her mouth with his tongue. A request, not a demand, because Ana was good, and she should make the decision whether to let a beast like him in.
    Her lips parted, and he brushed his tongue against hers. Fuck, he was being too rough with her hair. He dropped his hands down to her waist and dragged her closer, pressed her against his erection because she felt right and warm between his legs.
    He kissed her harder. Not his fault—his bear’s fault. The animal was in his head, pushing to be closer to Ana now. She slid her arms over his shoulders and tightened around his neck, pulling him nearer. Don’t hurt her, Bear. Be gentle. Fragile, delicate Ana. He was an avalanche, and she was a hummingbird. Courageous little creature. Sexy.
    She rolled her hips against his, and he gritted his teeth, pulling away from their kiss as he rested his forehead against hers. “Ana,” he warned her shakily. She was undoing him.
    “I like when you call me that.” She hesitated, then kissed him once more, a soft peck that plucked at his lips. With a smile, she backed away. “Your crew is waiting to leave.”
    Easton dragged his gaze away from her and over his shoulder. The Gray Backs were coming out of the bar.
    Ana headed toward a white car. Don’t go. She unlocked it, then slid in behind the wheel. When the engine roared to life, she rolled down the window. Goodbye, Easton. He knew it was coming. The words that would rip his insides out.
    “I’ll see you tomorrow, Easton,” she said with a shy smile and pink cheeks.
    Stunned, he stood from the tailgate and watched her drive away.
    Ana had made him feel almost normal tonight, but that