Advent Calendar For Reverse Harem Readers
Bear (Keep Book 4) by J C Bryer
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“What’s the matter wi’ you?” Wil asked, as they happened to be stepping off together.
“Nothing,” Lila answered, in his own blunt tone.
“Aye, right,” he agreed, “…ye look like yer stones hurt, though.”
Lila had meant to keep to herself, but it was hard not to giggle when Wil put such a sharp point on things. “Eyan’s minding Bear,” he informed her, stonily. “Step off a little further wi’ me,” Wil invited– with a daring eyebrow, and a tilt of his head.
It felt disloyal to Bear– but Lila stepped off a little further with him.
“Mm… sweet,” Wil muttered, in a growly tone which gave Lila chills.
He held her face steady and kissed the taste of honey off her lips– and she went awkwardly, guiltily… intensely hot for him.
“I’ve missed ye,” he flirted– as he spread his coat flat to keep them out of the dirt.
Lila was minding whether the others could hear them, and how long they could get away with being gone, before one of her husbands came looking for her… because Wil was right; there was a needy ache in her guts, and Lila was not particular about who stepped up to ease it, just then.
She forgot to mind the honey, though– until Wil chuckled wickedly.
“No wonder yer stones hurt,” he laughed, with his mouth right against Lila’s sticky, heated flesh. “Good for Bear,” Wil commended– in a light, offhand murmur which twisted Lila so achingly far that he had her heart running after his dirty lust.
“What happened… Eyan pulled him off before he could finish wi’ ye?” He licked her clean with slow, broad strokes of his tongue– while Lila searched for an answer in the fragmented shards of her wits.
“Mm… what?” She asked the trees and sky above her, with a frown… both confused and hot for what she thought he’d said– and a bit of her was afraid to clarify.
Wil followed the honey everywhere it had spread; from the creases of her thighs to the back of her… “Wil,” she groaned, arching shyly away.
“Would ye still do that… if I tasted like Bear?” She knew he was dirty for Bayn, and the occasional hot stranger in black leather… but the shameless way that Wil shrugged, lit her bloody, aching bones on fire.
“Maybe,” he prospected, with one eyebrow hiked optimistically– as he sucked the last traces of honey off all of her, all at once.
Lila dug her fingers into his braids and bit down on the knuckles of her other hand, while Wil took the smoldering ache in her belly and fanned it to a dull, burning misery.
“What’s he like?” He deviled, with a wicked look which gave Lila lusty chills– as he finally got his damned cock out.
“Are you drunk?” Wil’s heated chuckle all but confirmed his lack of sobriety.
“I might be,” he laughed against her neck…
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