Claiming the White Bear: White Bear Series, Book 2

by Terry Spear

  11

  Once Edward had the keys to their room, he and Robyn headed upstairs. "Dinner in the room?" Edward asked, opening the door and they stepped inside, and shut the door, then set their skis, boots, and bags out of the way.

  "I thought you'd never ask."

  He pulled her into his arms and kissed her and she kissed him back, but before they got too amorous, he needed to tell her the schedule he'd worked out. "I thought we'd have dinner, then go down to soak in the hot tub before it's closed." He was still holding her in his arms, loving that she had returned to him and she was truly his mate now.

  He had even more of a reason for going down to the hot tub to share some intimacy at that time though. They couldn't make love in the hot tub because it was exposed to the view of the chalet, but he'd arranged for a honeymoon hot tub extravaganza as soon as he'd made reservations for the room. He wanted it to be a surprise, and he hoped his mention of the hot tub closing at a certain time would convince her that was the only reason he wanted to take her down there after dinner, instead of making love to her right away.

  That was until she began pulling off his sweater and unfastening his trousers, wanting to take this in a different direction. So much for schedules when his mate wanted to play.

  He smiled down at her and quickly removed her clothes and the rest of his. There was nothing in the book on the art of seduction that said they couldn't have a quickie before dinner, then a longer love-fest after the hot tub romance, which he had planned for.

  He jerked the covers aside and she tackled him to the bed. He hadn't quite expected her move, but he was game. She straddled him, leaning down, pressing her body against his to kiss him. He smiled and speared his fingers through her hair, their mouths fused together in a melding of heat and skin and need. Now that they didn't have to worry about the kids being about, it was as though they'd transported to the time six years ago when they were carefree and could make love at a moment's notice as soon as she'd finished with classes and he was home from managing a group tour and taking a breather.

  He even stopped thinking about their schedule for now and concentrated on the way her body slid against his, making the fire burning in his veins grow even hotter. Their hearts were pounding hard as he rolled her onto her back and began to kiss her again, but this time he was eager to stroke her and kiss her beautiful breasts. And so he did, circling his finger around the feminine nub between her thighs as she moved them farther apart for him. Then he began sweeping his tongue over her nipples, loving how they responded to his warm, wet touch. He sped up his strokes, slowed them down, watched the way she was arching under his ministrations.

  "Hurry, oh, yeah, ohmigod, yes!"

  He smiled as her belly tightened, and then he eased into her and began to thrust. If anyone had told him he would be making love to Robyn on their honeymoon right before Christmas, he would have thought they were crazy. He couldn't even believe himself that he was making love to the only woman he'd ever truly loved. Placing his hands on her hips, he maneuvered to his back so she would be on top and then she rode him, her hands stroking his chest. She was arching back, and he was stroking her thighs. She was beautiful, her breasts full and bouncing, her eyes wide open, her lips parted, her hair hanging over her shoulders, caressing her soft, creamy skin. He moved his hands from her thighs to her hips and set the pace. He could feel the end coming, everything about her—the delightful smell of her spring-scented soap and jasmine shampoo and her unique bear scent, the smell of her arousal, the feel of her tight around his cock, hot and wet, the sound of her soft sighs and low moans, and the taste of her kisses and taut nipples, and the appearance of her now in rapture—all pushed him to the edge.

  He groaned out loud with the orgasm, and she continued to rock him until he was completely spent, and then she settled against him and hugged on him until he remembered to order their dinner so they could head down to the hot tub afterwards before it was too late.

  She rolled off him and he pulled the menu off the bedside table. They read it over and decided what they wanted. "Does champagne or wine appeal more?” he asked.

  "Champagne would be perfect."

  He called room service and ordered alder wood grilled salmon, charred cauliflower, and mashed potatoes for himself and for Robyn, king crab fettuccine, cherry tomatoes, and corn.

  Then they got dressed before the food arrived and they returned to bed to snuggle. "I meant to ask you, did you ever finish your marketing degree?"

  "No. Between moving back to Anchorage, then leaving there with Callahan, and then having the babies, there wasn't any time. And besides, I was doing really well with starting up my business and didn't need the degree after that."

  "You're sure you don't want to go back to school and finish it?"

  "Nah. If I really needed it for work, then sure. But I really don't need it and I'd rather spend the time on my business and being with you and the kids."

  "Okay, but if you ever change your mind, you can go back to school."

  "Thanks, Edward."

  "Do you have a house in Yellowknife?" he asked.

  "Yeah. I've talked with a realtor already, and she's getting it ready to put on the market."

  "Good. What about your furniture?"

  "I'm selling it along with the house, or separately. She said she would set up an auction for it and try to get me the best deal for everything. I didn't leave anything behind that I would miss. You are what I needed in my life more than anything. The kids. Your family. That's all that's important."

  "Are you sure? We could always go there and rent a truck to move your things." He couldn't imagine Robyn had taken everything she'd wanted with her in the bed of the pickup truck.

  "No. Truly, I don't want to return."

  He suspected that was because she and the boys had been traumatized by having to escape her in-laws and still felt that she and Edward wouldn't be safe if she returned with him. "All right. Do you think your in-laws will try to sabotage the sale of the house?"

  "It won't matter. I didn't realize Callahan had taken a second mortgage out on the house. I won't get much out of it and if I have to let it go, then I will. You and your kin can't do anything about it. If you went there to protect the sale of the house, the whole sleuth could be up in arms."

  "Okay, but I'm still helping in any way that I can if you need it."

  They watched a cop show set in Hawaii on TV after that and then someone knocked on the door and called out, "Room service."

  "Good, I'm starving," Robyn said while Edward got the door.

  The man brought the cart into their room and set the food on the little table for two. Edward tipped him, and the waiter thanked him, then left with the cart.

  They enjoyed their meals and talked about the future that he thought would never have included a life with Robyn and certainly not with a couple of his own sons. Once they were finished, he said, "Are you ready to soak in the hot tub?"

  "Sure. Or we could just watch a movie and enjoy whatever else happens after that."

  "We could just make a really quick trip down there, take a dip in the hot tub, and return to the room to watch a movie and enjoy whatever else happens next." He quirked a brow and smiled.

  She laughed. "All right. You seem to have your heart set on a trip to the hot tub. I'm just being lazy."

  They grabbed a field pack carrying their swimsuits and then headed down to the changing room before they went outside and slipped into the hot tub. He couldn't wait to see her reaction or to even see for himself how the staff had set everything up.

  They finished stripping out of their clothes and hung them up in lockers, then put on a couple of terrycloth robes. He took her hand and kissed her mouth before he led her outside. Hanging up on the glass door was a heart sign with two polar bears nuzzling and his and her names written underneath it.

  "Ohmigod, did you do this?" she asked.

  "Yeah. They usually just do a heart and flowers, but I sent them a photo of us
as polar bears that Rob had taken that one time when we all went out to have some fun at the cabin years ago, and they added it to the card."

  "I remember. This is just beautiful." She took the sign off the door and hurried back to their lockers. "I'm tucking it away as a keepsake so we don't forget it."

  He smiled at her and was glad that was a hit. While she slipped the sign into her locker, he glanced out the door and saw a trail of red rose petals leading to the hot tub, twinkling lights surrounding it, and candles lit and set around the whole tub, except for a space left free where they would enter it.

  Really nice. He hadn't expected to see the trail of rose petals leading to the hot tub. He turned as Robyn joined him and he reached out and opened the door.

  "Oh, oh, this is too cute." She quickly ran back to the locker and he wondered what she was up to now. She pulled her cell phone out and hurried back to the door and took several shots of the rose petals and the candles lighting the hot tub. "I've got to show everyone what a sweetheart you are. This is so romantic." Then she brought the phone with her as they crossed the deck to the hot tub.

  Romantic instrumental music was playing around the tub, giving it just the right ambience.

  The deck was heated and the wood slats were wet, not iced over. He held her hand to keep her from slipping on the wet deck. The chilled air surrounded them as they hurried to the tub. There were three other hot tubs close by, but no one else was outside in this weather. He imagined in the summer it would be harder to get a spot in a tub, so he was glad they were here now, enjoying the tub and the deck all to themselves.

  He would have liked to have seen the sun set as an added romantic touch, but it set too early in the winter. Instead, he hoped they would get lucky and see some northern lights.

  She peered into the tub and saw the red candles floating in the water and smiled, then snapped some more shots. He helped her into the tub and then joined her, but she was smiling, her eyes bright with excitement as she snapped pictures of the candles floating on the water and the bottle of peppermint aromatic sitting on a shelf. She set her phone on the shelf away from the water, though her phone was waterproof like his was.

  "I could have requested green sage, as it's supposed to be an aphrodisiac too, but peppermint suited the season. It’s a product made for hot tubs too." He slipped into the tub and joined her as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

  "I so agree. It's just perfect," she said, grabbing her phone again and snapping pictures of him putting a couple of drops of the peppermint liquid in the water. "You are such a romantic."

  "I wanted to do something special."

  She set her phone back on the shelf. "You've done it. I never expected this. No wonder you were anxious to finish supper and head down to the hot tub. I just figured we couldn't make love in it, so I wanted to do so before we came down here. And then after we had dinner, I was getting sleepy. But here you had this all set up for us."

  He chuckled and kissed her cheek. "I didn't want to give up the surprise, but once we started undressing each other, I figured we'd just go with the flow."

  "I kind of wondered. I mean, I know you're always on a schedule with your tour group. You have to be, but you were never that way with me when we had the free time together."

  He laughed. "You were making it awfully difficult for me to keep the secret."

  She smiled up at him and then kissed his chest. "This was such a beautiful surprise."

  While they were seated in the tub, the hot water over their shoulders, they were facing away from the chalet, their backs to it so that they had a view of the snow-covered trees and the dark, star-sprinkled sky. Even though they had eaten, the staff would bring them food that was meant to be aphrodisiacs—oysters, avocados, cherries, strawberries, and hot chocolate topped with whipped cream. Which is why he hadn't started the massaging ritual yet. He wanted to wait until their food was delivered. They would enjoy what they could, and then he would begin the massage.

  They heard the door open to the chalet and she sighed. "I figured it would be too much to ask for, that we would have the whole deck out here by ourselves and no one would intrude on our intimate fun."

  He glanced over his shoulder to see who was coming, but it was just a waiter carrying a tray of their treats and mugs of hot chocolate. "No problem. It's just the next phase of the seduction."

  She glanced back and laughed. "Ohmigod, Edward. I am so keeping you. Forever."

  "Good. Because I feel the same way about you."

  "Congratulations are in order," the waiter said, smiling, as he placed the dishes of food and the mugs of hot chocolate on the shelf. "Is there anything else I can get you?"

  "We're good. Thank you." Robyn squeezed Edward's hand and he knew from her expression, he had made her day.

  The waiter bid them a good night, then left.

  It might not be as special tomorrow night when they came out to the hot tub because she might think it was old hat by then, but he'd paid for another two nights of sensual, hot tub seduction. While they were here, he wanted to do it up right.

  They had fun feeding each other oysters and avocados. "Boy, these are so good," she said, kissing his lips in between. "We might not last long out here, you know, eating all this sexy food."

  He chuckled, feeling the need to return to their room too.

  But they had to stay out here for a while, because he wasn't about to leave until he'd massaged the peppermint scent all over every part of her silky body that needed massaging.

  Then they began to eat the fruit, feeding each other cherries and strawberries, licking the strawberry juice off her chin, and she tongued his mouth when he finished.

  "Hmm"—she slid her hand up his bare thigh—"are you getting ready to go back up to the room?"

  "We've got a couple of more things to do." Come on, northern lights, he said silently to himself as he handed her one of the mugs of hot chocolate.

  "You know, your bathtub is a whirlpool tub and I bet we could schedule dates like this when the boys are with family or at school." She smiled up at him and nuzzled his whiskery chin.

  He smiled back. "You've got a deal."

  She sighed and moved onto his lap. "You sure know how to spice up a honeymoon."

  "There's more. If you could reach the bottle of peppermint liquid and hand it to me"—since she'd pinned him down when she'd sat on his lap—"I'll…"

  She reached for the bottle and handed it to him.

  "Work on this." He poured a little peppermint liquid on his hands and began to massage the tension out of her shoulders, though the way her buttocks were butted up against his erection, and the way she was moaning with ecstasy, he was having a hard time controlling his need to take her straight to the room and have wild and crazy sex with her!

  Then he began to work the tension from her neck, and she melted against him. But the miracle of the northern lights began after that, the sky hosting swirling arrays of green, teal, and purple at the edges, providing them with the most natural light show on earth. It couldn't have made the ambience any better than this as the lights reflected off the hot tub water, the music played on, and he massaged his mate. He knew, after all the pictures she'd already taken, she would want to take some of the lights stretching in brilliant, colorful bands across the sky and reflecting off the water in the hot tub. "Go ahead," he said.

  "I hate to move, or lose the touch of your skillful hands, but—"

  "You've got to do it. You can show off the beauty of the experience with everyone that way."

  "Okay, thanks for understanding." She scooted off his lap, grabbed her phone, and nestled back against him so she could take pictures while she sat on his lap. But he wasn't stopping his mission and continued to lightly massage her so he wouldn't disturb her picture taking.

  "Okay, I'm putting my phone up." She sounded like she wanted to enjoy his touch more than she needed to take pictures now.

  The northern lights could last ten minutes to all night
long, and since they were continuing to ripple across the sky, he concentrated on really massaging her body. He moved his hands from her shoulders to her breasts, her nipples peaking. And then he slid his hands down her arms, over her hands, and finally moving them to her thighs.

  When he finished massaging the rest of her, he said, "I've got to take care of your feet now."

  Overhead, the beautiful colorful lights continued to swirl.

  She quickly turned around and offered her feet to him, but she also poured some peppermint liquid on her hands and began to massage his feet. Before long, she was working her way up his body, his legs, stopping to skim her way up his board shorts and his erection. "Hmm," she said, and kept going up, massaging his abs, hands, and arms, making him feel relaxed, all except his cock, and that was ready for further action. She finally reached his shoulders. But she was on her knees by then, straddling him, and he was kissing her mouth and caressing her breasts as the colorful lights from the heavens above washed over them.

  "Ready to take this somewhere more private?" he asked, pulling her into his arms.

  "Am I ever!"

  He got out of the hot tub and picked up her robe for her, and helped her into it, before he put his own on. Then he grabbed her hand and they hurried across the wet deck to the changing room before they returned to the room for a wild night of sex. They certainly had done everything beforehand to prepare for it!

  12

  After taking a shower together the next morning, Edward and Robyn dressed, then went down to one of the restaurants. They were seated at a table with a view of the snow-covered trees and mountains and there was a light scattering of snow. They ordered a hearty breakfast of mushroom, swiss cheese, and avocado omelets, home fries, and buttery biscuits. Since it was their honeymoon, they decided to have mimosas, in addition to mugs of coffee.