I Married a Bear by A. T. Mitchell Read Free Book Online

eyes drifted down his tattooed chest and went between his legs. Whatever damage the blow to the head had done, it hadn't dampened the anxious, sexy signal jutting up for attention.
    “Come with me, Laura. We need to have a talk.” He walked straight past me and pulled my hand.
    “Wait! Shouldn't I clean up first? Get a change of clothes?”
    “No.” James turned to face me and fixed the fires dancing in his eyes on my bare flesh. “This dirt and blood will come off our bodies pretty fucking easily. Not the same for the dirt still stuck between us. Hell of a lot harder to cleanse hearts.”
    I tugged my wrist against his fingers, testing his grip. He only tightened more, and I realized he wasn't leading me to the sofa.
    We were heading for the bathroom down the hall. When I flinched again, he whipped around,
    flattening his body against my length, pushing me to the wall.
    His lips curled and a soft growl came out. He looked pissed as all hell, achingly sexy in a way that said, you think I forgot about the way you disrespected me?
    No, he hadn't. I was scared and aroused, but I also felt like I was about to get what I deserved.
    “I'll do you a favor and go first. We can't keep fucking around, baby tiger, pretending we don't want to scratch and bite and taste each other deep.” He drew a deep breath, inhaling my scent.
    “I know you want the truth. Here it is: you're driving me insane, Laura Hisch. Ever since I took this sweet hand at the altar.”
    He reached down and pushed my little hand into his. The nascent heat building in my core surged at least ten degrees. Sweat beaded on my brow, a pleasant warmth spreading through my body, especially since I was still chilled to the bone from the long journey.
    “Insane?” I repeated dumbly.
    Crap. What the hell do I say when he's looking at me and touching me like this?
    “Yeah. Bonkers, mad, straight up loco...whatever you want to call it, you're doing it to me. Every minute you're here – or fuck, out in the wild playing hard to get – you're burning up my brain.” He pushed close, until my nipples were flush against his hard chest. “No more playing around, wildcat. I can't take the kind of crazy you're offering if it's just a tease.”
    I swallowed hard, wondering if he was about to throw me out. Or else ravage me to the core.
    “It's simple. I need you to be my real wife, or I need you to get out and go back to Tiger Bay. I don't give a shit what old deals between our clans say. I can't fucking handle living like this a second longer.
    Can't stand feeling your lips against mine one second, and then going through hell and high water the next to save your pretty ass when you regret it.”
    His eyes blazed, and the same heat pulsed in his body, rubbing against mine. He paused, leaning in closer still.
    “If I shove my tongue between your sweet lips again, are you gonna push me away?”
    Our eyes locked in one long, lust charged moment.
    “No,” I whispered. Actually, I wasn't sure I even made any sound, more like a silent ring with my lips.
    His face remained hard, tense, expecting. It felt like a whole hour passed before I could say anything, trembling with wanton heat and uncertainty beneath his hardness.
    “You're not the only one going crazy, James. I...I want you too.” I pinched my eyes shut. “It's so wrong, so stupid, so selfish...but I do. I panicked before, trying to get away from myself as much as I needed to escape you. But that won't happen again. I'm ready.”
    I opened my eyes, facing him in all his rigid, masculine glory. The fires in James' eyes went higher, changing to infernos.
    “You mean that? Don't be bullshitting me, little tiger. Nothing but truth between us now.”
    I nodded again. “Yes. I really want you, in all the ways a good wife should.”
    So help me, I reached out and grabbed him. My trembling hand curled around his big thigh. I took his cock in one fist and squeezed, the first I'd touched on any man.
    He pushed his hands