Bear Lake- Book Four

by A. B Lee

  “What…?” She mumbled.

  “Keeping you safe until the alcohol wears off.” He whispered against her ear; taking in her scent again and closing his eyes to the feel of her against him.

  He was definitely going to have to choke the damn chicken a good few times tomorrow.

  ~^~

  “What the hell…?” Janice tried to pull out from under Marcus’s arm, but he had something of a death grip on her, locking her in place with her back to his broad chest.

  It wasn’t so much the chest that she was worried about as the hard length of his cock that was poking her backside like it wanted in. Twitching and all.

  Marcus snorted as he snapped awake and frowned at the feel of the woman that his whole body was protectively curled around. Last night slammed back into his mind and he sighed inwardly.

  She’d been so drunk that he’d decided to stay. Crisis over, he hadn’t done something stupid like fall asleep with one of his bear baiters.

  “Morning. You’re still dressed and so am I. Nothing happened, except you kept face planting things like floors.” He explained himself immediately. He didn’t want her screaming rape or anything.

  “I know. I remember. To my eternal shame.” She groaned and he felt aggrieved at her words.

  “Well, I’m sorry I stayed. I thought it was better than you hurting yourself.”

  He wanted to pull away from her and yet he didn’t. It was kind of a strange sensation to have, especially for him. Hell, usually where women were concerned his feet never left the floor, let alone slept all night in their bed…

  “That’s not what I’m talking about…” Janice frowned. “Your… manhood…”

  “Manhood?” He sniggered like a cub. “Can’t you say penis?” He chuckled some more.

  “Is- up.” She rolled her eyes.

  “Yeah, they do that- those damn manhoods…” He chuckled some more and she groaned.

  “Well, you want to flip over on your back, sport?” She would have turned to eye him over her shoulder but he was solid and pressed against her leaving her nowhere to turn.

  Marcus didn’t want to move. His cock was enjoying the warmth of her body and he thought it was probably sighing at the thought of no sex today either. He did it anyway. Readjusting the blanket and groaning at the ache in his pants.

  “Something wrong?” She asked as she tried to lift her head and found it felt like lead with the added bonus of some unseen hand playing ice pick with her skull.

  “It’s a little… crushed. My- manhood.” He growled. She snorted a chuckle.

  “Don’t even think about unleashing that monster in my bed. I don’t go in for tenting.” She rolled further towards the edge, dragging her sore, pounding head with her, and tossed her legs off the mattress.

  She palmed the bed and pushed up sideways. Groaning at the thunder that someone had thoughtfully placed inside her head. She cursed.

  “I think I need to use your bathroom.” Marcus growled and she frowned at the thought.

  “Please don’t tell me if you’re going to do anything in there that I wouldn’t do.” She rubbed a hand over her face. Things still felt numb. She’d drunken Scotch- things always went numb when she drank Scotch.

  “What kind of a man do you take me for?” He growled as he tossed the cover back and jumped out of the bed.

  “Show off.” She gripped. “You drank more than I did…” She turned her nose up at his constitution.

  “Hey, what can I say? I’m a bear, baby.” He chuckled and that deep tone seemed to sooth her head a little. Then he was gone. Off in search of her bathroom and she groaned at the thought of the neighbours. They were curtain twitchers and his being there overnight was bound to be all over the village in no time.

  “Damn it. Nice one, Janice.” She muttered as she pushed up and nearly fell right back down again. Her legs seemed to still be asleep. She wished the rest of her was.

  She gave herself a moment and slowly walked to the bedroom door. As she walked by the bathroom; she closed her ears against listening to what he might or might not be doing in there. She really didn’t want to know.

  Once she’d made her way downstairs and into the kitchen with Fuzz following on her heels; she flipped the kettle on and groaned at just how loud it sounded in the quiet of the room.

  “You ok?” His deep tone made her jump and she groaned as that ice pick turned into a pick axe in her skull. She waved his concern away.

  “I’m good, once I have a coffee, I’ll be better.”

  “You want me to..?” Marcus took a step into the room.

  “No, thanks I got it.”

  “That’s what you said before you face planted the snow bank last night.” Marcus frowned.

  “Seriously, I’m good.” Janice motioned to the coffee. “You want some?” It was the least that she could do.

  She might have ruined her reputation as the newbie that shagged shifters, but she couldn’t blame him for that. If she remembered rightly, he’d been nothing but sweet, and he hadn’t tried it on. Bonus, although maybe a little disappointing.

  “No, I’ve got to go and get ready for work.” And take care of a few aches and blue balls.

  “Ok.” She nodded and regretted it. “Thank you…” She called out as he turned to leave, and he turned back with a questioning look.

  “For last night.” She told him. “It was fun, except for the face planting a snow bank and the floor part.” She shrugged gingerly so as not to hurt her head any more than necessary. “And for looking after me and not… you know?”

  “You said no, and when a woman says no, its no. As for the rest, you’re welcome.” Marcus tossed her a wave and turned on his heels for the front door. Work was the last thing on his mind.

  ~^~

  “It’s called pregnancy and a gazillion women have done it before me.” Alex protested as she turned her back into Jackson’s front and yanked on the bag full of shopping that he was trying to pry from her hands.

  “None of those were my mate.” Jackson gave a little growl to show her that he wasn’t impressed with her independent streak at a time like this. She retaliated with a well placed elbow in his abdomen. He grunted at the pain, but didn’t let go of the cloth bag.

  “I can do it.” She growled back at him through clenched teeth.

  “The point is; you don’t have to.” He growled back; feeling his length harden at the sound of his little human growling.

  “The point is; I want too.” She yanked harder, wrestling with a big old- twice the size and more of you- bear probably wasn’t the best idea, but Jackson could be so damn pig headed sometimes that she wasn’t about to let this one slide.

  “The point is…” Jackson growled some more and Alex felt the pin pricks of hot tears behind her eyeballs.

  One moment she was fine and the next she had let go of the bag and was crying like a baby. Jackson panicked.

  CHAPTER THREE

  “D-don’t cry… here- take the bag.” Jackson trust it back into her hands and she gripped it tightly. It wasn’t even that heavy. Alex wasn’t prone to tears and he wasn’t sure what to do about it.

  “Thank you. That’s all I wanted…” Alex sniffled, swiped at the tears on her cheeks with the back of her hand, and nodded for no reason at all.

  “It’s ok, baby…” Jackson growled some more; this time gently and to sooth her. She nodded again.

  “I know…” She nodded faster.

  “You wanna take the bag to the cabin…?”

  Jackson wanted to scoop her into his arms and protect her from her tears, but the last time he’d done that she’d kneed him in the balls for no reason whatsoever. He liked his balls and he didn’t want to go there again.

  “Yep…” She started to turn on her heels and Jackson ducked down and snatched the first thing he could find out of the top of the bag to make it lighter. “Jackson…” She wailed again.

  “Sorry, baby…” He thrust a pack of tea bags back at her. She shook her head
. “I wanna hug you, sweetheart, but…”

  “He fears for his life.” Suzanna chuckled as she stood by and watched the scene play out.

  “I’m a fat, horrible shrew.” Alex’s bottom lip quivered and Jackson panicked. His eyes darted towards Suzanna and she lifted her hand and shooed him towards her. Jackson took his life in his hands and reached out to fold her inside of his arms, shopping bag and all.

  “You’re beautiful, and I love your curves. You could never be a horrible shrew…”

  “That’s not a curve it’s a bowling ball, and my ass is getting fat…” Alex had gone from whining to pure annoyance in a heartbeat and back to whining again, and Shane winced at the sound as he strolled towards his truck. Her eyes flicked towards him and he stopped dead in his tracks, he was kind of hoping he could slip by unnoticed.

  “Hey, Alex.” He looked like his bear had just strolled into a pack of hunters. He swallowed down hard. “You look good today.” He beamed her a smile and her bottom lip quivered again. She snorted her contempt for him.

  “I look like a beached whale.” She blubbered and Jackson tightened his hold around her.

  “Isn’t that look in this season?” Shane offered with a grin and felt his mate’s elbow hit him in the rib. He groaned and stared down at Lucy. Her eyes flared with annoyance.

  “Don’t be insensitive. We’ve talked about this…” She scowled and Shane shrugged his shoulders.

  “I’m male, it’s what we do.” He rushed out.

  The sound of Marcus’s truck pulling onto the long drive down from the main road took everyone’s attention.

  “Looks like someone had a good night…” Shane chuckled and his mate elbowed him again.

  “Meaning you didn’t?” Lucy demanded an answer to that one and from the death glare that she was giving him it had better be good.

  “Of course I did, Baby. It’s just that Marcus never stays out all night.” Shane informed her.

  Everyone was staring at the big man when he unfolded himself from inside of his pickup truck, and he felt kind of self-conscious. He frowned at the sight of them.

  “Something happen?” Marcus growled. His bear was already on edge and he didn’t like a gathering like this. Alex was crying, and that was never a good sign.

  “No.” Jackson assured him.

  “Yes. Jackson’s being mean. Shane’s being insensitive, and my ass is huge.” Alex sniffed back some more tears. Marcus felt the rush of relief that it wasn’t the end of the world, just the end of Alex’s for the moment.

  “Alex, you’ve got a fine ass…” He grinned at her even thought his alpha was growling at him. Alex sniffed again, but her eyes lit up.

  “I do, Marcus?” He’d know. The amount of women that the big bear went through in a month, she reasoned.

  “Mighty fine and getting better every day.” Marcus used his killer smile on her. The one that had women begging for his attention. Jackson growled some more.

  ‘Don’t overstep, Marcus.’ Jackson warned him using the mental link that the clan had between them.

  ‘Just getting your mate to smile, alpha. Don’t go ripping my head off, man. I like it where it is.’

  ‘Tell that to my bear, he kind of wants to kick your ass about now.’

  “Ahh, thanks, Marcus, you’re so sweet.” Alex brightened instantly. She used the cuff of her sweater to wipe away the tears on her cheeks and then turned on her heels and strolled back towards the cabin that she shared with Jackson.

  “Crisis averted, again.” Marcus stuck out his broad chest and beamed a grin at Jackson.

  “You just have that way with women.” Suzanna chuckled.

  “Not all woman…” Marcus muttered as his mind turned to thoughts of Janice. He shook it off. She really wasn’t his type.

  “But the one’s that count.” Lucy offered with a small smile.

  She’d only been with the clan for a few weeks, but she liked Marcus. She felt safe in his presence, which was more than she could say for Chance. That man worried her.

  “And where were you last night?” Shane wanted details. Marcus was a love them and leave them kind of guy. If he’d stayed out with a lady then something was different.

  “What are you my mother?” Marcus growled at him. He didn’t want to talk about it. He never spoke in detail of his conquests, and he certainly wasn’t going to share a lack of one. “All up in my face about my business.” He growled as he started for his cabin.

  He still had time enough to shake one off and relieve some of his pent up frustration from last night. Lying in bed with his arms around Janice had certainly given him enough of that. Every muscle in his body felt tight.

  “You want a hand, Jackson?” Suzanna asked as the alpha did the man thing of trying to get every last shopping bag in one go onto his arms and in his hands.

  “I got it, thanks. You could close the boot for me though.” He frowned at the thought of his mate. He hoped that Marcus had cured her insecurities for the day.

  He sighed inwardly as he strolled across the frosty ground. He kind of wished that he could come up with fancy words and sooth her the way that Marcus could. He’d come on a long way since his one words answers and grunting in reply, but right now it just didn’t feel good enough.

  When he got inside he found Alex standing in front of the full length mirror inspecting her ass. He lowered the shopping bags to the floor and shucked them off. Strolling over to her…

  “It is a little more rounded…” Alex smiled and Jackson felt like the concrete block had been lifted from his chest. He reached out and palmed her ass in his big hands. The growl that went through his chest this time was hungry, but not for food. Her eyes met his in the mirror.

  “I love your ass…” Jackson moved against her back and rubbed the hard length of his cock against her backside to the sound of dirty giggles from his mate.

  “You do?” Alex’s eyes brightened even more.

  “I like to rub my naked cock between those cheeks…” He growled at the thought. “And when I’m taking you from behind, baby, I got my hands good and full, something to hold onto as I’m slipping it in and out of your sweet pussy…”

  “You say the sweetest things…” Alex melted back against him.

  She rubbed her backside against his hard cock and he groaned in need. He’d tried to ease off having her so much while she was pregnant with his cub. He didn’t want to hurt her or their offspring. But damn, he wanted her now.

  “I should get ready for work…” Jackson didn’t want to tear himself away from her, but he needed to work to feed his family.

  She turned in his arms and pressed those swollen breasts against the hard muscles of his chest. He could feel the hard peeks of her nipples, and she gasped at the contact.

  “Not yet…” Her eyes were wicked as she gazed up at him.

  “Alex…” Jackson chuckled, but he knew his mate. She wanted him. He could scent her arousal and it drove him wild with need… “Fuck, woman…”

  “Exactly.” She gave him a dirty chuckle as she licked her lips. That had his cock twitching in his jeans. “I need a little taste of my bear…” Her hands slide down to the waistband of his jeans and she had them undone and pushed down his hips, releasing his hard cock, in no time.

  “Alex, baby, we don’t have time…”

  She was already on her knees in front of him. One hand wrapped around his thick length as her tongue came out and she licked the crown. Jackson growled in pleasure and annoyance.

  “Get off your damn knees, woman…” He reached down for her but she was like a dog with a bone. Her lips were already locked around his cock and her head was pushing forward… He was lost to that incredible feeling.

  She made a meal of it. Swallowing him down the back of her throat before she pulled back, gasped in a breath around his length and plunged back down again.

  His hand fisted her hair and he couldn’t stop his hips from rocking forwards. This wasn’t about him, it was about her needs, her
control, her desirability…

  “Fuck- I want to feel your pussy around my cock…” He growled a moment before he reached down and gently lifted her from the floor. She seemed reluctant to let his cock go and the sound of a wet pop filled the air between them.

  “I was enjoying that…” Alex frowned.

  “You’re gonna enjoy this more…” He growled as he stalked into the bedroom and laid her gently on the bed. With her backside on the edge of the mattress; he used his knees to open her inner thighs. He tossed her skirt back over her body and ripped her panties clean away.

  He heard her gasp in a breath. Then his finger tested just how wet she was. Damn, she was dripping for him.

  He fisted his cock and stroked down. Her eyes flared as she watched him. She loved that part.

  “Jackson…” She bit her lower lip, eager and needy for him inside of her. If he had the time he’d lick her for a good long while, but work wouldn’t wait forever.

  He pressed the crown of his thick length against her folds and covered his length with her essence before pushing into her, just enough to get her wetter than hell. Back and forth, in and out, just the crown against those sensitive nerves until she mewed.

  “Stop teasing me…”

  He wished he could thrust in so deeply that the jolt would realign his spine. He wanted to take her good and hard, loose himself inside of her body, but that couldn’t be. He wouldn’t risk it.

  He took her further down his length, opening her body to his and stretching her inner walls around his girth.

  “More, Jackson…” She demanded and he sunk his cock to the hilt; growling at the hard clamp of her inner muscles around him and closing his eyes to the feel of her sweetness around his length.

  She lifted her feet from the floor and dug her heels into the mattress, taking him that little bit deeper on a sigh of pleasure. His hips weren’t pounding against her the way they used to, but he was ok with that, they’d still both get what they needed.