The Billionbear's Bride: BBW Bear Shifter BWWM Paranormal Romance

The Billionbear's Bride: BBW Bear Shifter BWWM Paranormal Romance by Zoe Chant Read Free Book Online

Book: The Billionbear's Bride: BBW Bear Shifter BWWM Paranormal Romance by Zoe Chant Read Free Book Online
Authors: Zoe Chant
behind them. She expected him to put her down right away, but instead he took her all the way into the bedroom and sat her gently on the edge of the bed.
    She was reluctant to let go of him; instead, she twined her fingers together around the back of his neck, feeling the short bristles of hair there. The suite had seemed a bit silly and over-the-top yesterday, but tonight it seemed romantic, as if it reflected Violet's own mood. The rose petals were charming rather than cheesy, and the dim lights made any fantasy, no matter how silly, seem possible.
    Bruce didn't pull away; he seemed perfectly content to be held there by her hands. His own hands came up to frame her face between them, stroking her with his calloused thumbs and sending tingles across her cheeks.
    "You're so beautiful," he murmured.
    Her heart did a pitter-patter beneath her ribcage, so quick and frantic she was surprised he couldn't hear it.
    Maybe he did. Maybe that was what prompted him to kiss her.
    His lips were warm and soft on hers. His five-o’-clock shadow scratched at her: rough, but it set her nerves aflame. Leaning into him, Violet deepened the kiss. In the back of his throat, he made a little rumble of satisfaction.
    He took the invitation to heart; his tongue delved into her mouth, exploring her depths. His fingers tightened, gentle but needful on her skin. It was as if he wanted her as much as she wanted him.
    In the thrall of his hot, intense kiss, her worries seemed distant. A business arrangement . No feelings, no sex, no complications . The words echoed, but didn't take hold in her mind. She spent her life looking after others—first Jana as a kid after their parents died, and now as an adult. Couldn't she have something she wanted, just this one time?
    He pulled back. There was a concerned crease between his eyebrows. “I know what we said,” he murmured, looking at her with what could only be described as longing. “Are you okay with this? Do you want this?”
    Violet’s heart flipped over in her chest. The tiny part of her brain that was still rational said stop now, this is a bad idea . But her heart won out over her brain.
    “Yes,” she breathed and kissed him again.
    He can’t mean he really wants to marry me. It’ll just be a little fun. Just this once. After all, what happens in Vegas …
    His hands stroked down her sides and cupped her breasts through the thin material of her dress, and she lost all capability for rational thought. He was gentle, kneading her over the fabric and making warm desire pool between her legs.
    Under his touch, her nipples stiffened, visible even through her dress. Bruce ran his thumbs over the stiff nubs, sending sparks through her skin and down her spine. She bit her lip and struggled to hold in a moan.
    He noticed. "Don't hold back with me," he breathed, his eyes dark and locked on her. "I want to hear you."
    His voice was low and intense; she almost moaned at the sound of that . Tugging aside the strap of her dress, he exposed her skin to the cool air, making her nipple even harder. When he took it into his mouth and sucked, she couldn't hold back anymore: she cried out.
    Violet ran her fingers through his hair, holding him there as he laved her tender skin with his rough-pebbled tongue, then transferred his attention to the other breast, which was aching for him. His touch had wiped all the thoughts from her brain, leaving her dazed.
    Her moans were breathy, needy, and coming faster. As his teeth rasped over one nipple, she gave a shocked gasp, and he did it again.
    "Sadist," she whispered shakily, and felt him smile. His lips soothed her skin.
    Overwhelmed, she rolled her head back, closing her eyes. Her pussy was aching for him, clenching on air, waiting for him to fill her.
    Her dress was still in the way. Bruce reached behind her, tugging down the zipper as he found a sensitive spot on her neck and sucked enthusiastically—oh, oh —she'd never been with someone who paid so much

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