Desired by the Bear (The Alaska Shifters Book 4)

by Ashlee Sinn

  Copyright © 2017 Ashlee Sinn

  http://www.ashleesinn.com

  This is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. This is a work of fiction intended for mature audiences only. All sexual activities depicted occur between consenting characters 18 years or older who are not blood related.

  All rights are reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author. If you’ve illegally downloaded this book for free, shame on you. Authors work too hard for you to be stealing their books.

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  DESIRED BY THE BEAR

  Zane Miller knew it was love at first sight. Ever since he’d laid eyes on the icy but beautiful Danika Drakov, his bear had wanted more. Everyone told him he was crazy for trying, but Zane wasn’t the type to let others talk him out of something. Especially when pursuing a mate. And when the powerful dragon shifter saved him from certain death, he knew he’d made an impression on her as well. Now she was taking care of him and Zane couldn’t be happier…except that his grizzly hadn’t returned yet and he didn’t know how long he might have to suffer without him.

  Danika Drakov was supposed to stay hidden. With a dark family secret at risk, the burden of her history weighed heavily on her heart for centuries. So, she stayed detached. Cold and emotionless were keys to her survival. But when Zane had been tortured and almost killed, she couldn’t stop the heat in her heart from breaking free. And that heat, that love, has put her entire community at risk.

  When her family secret is revealed, Danika is pulled into its twisted web. The lives of the Alaska shifters are threatened at the same time the federal government is demanding a national registry. As the outside world begins to collapse around them, Danika and Zane she must decide if it’s worth jeopardizing those they care about for a chance at happiness and stability.

  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Lured by the Bear

  Tempted by the Tiger

  Caught by the Cougar

  Obeying the Bear

  Releasing the Bear

  Catching the Bear

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  I knew I had an angel watching over me.

  When I opened my eyes to see her long, black hair and her reddish-brown gaze staring down at me in concern, I needed to pinch myself to be sure I wasn’t dreaming.

  “Zane?” Danika’s soft voice carried through the room and warmed my soul. “Zane, I know you’re awake.”

  With a grin, I squeezed my eyes shut tighter. I heard her move from the door and walk my way. She sat down on the bed next to me, her tall and thin frame barely moving the mattress. I felt her hot breath against my cheek when she spoke.

  “You can’t pretend to be asleep anymore.”

  Darkness still filling my vision, I asked, “But I don’t want you to leave.” I smiled wider when I felt her hand caress the side of my rough cheek.

  “I’m not going anywhere, grizzly.”

  Danika Drakov, a badass dragon shifter who’d scorched an entire laboratory full of humans who’d hurt me, had shown me her vulnerable side. And only me. For months she’d been working in Alaska as the International Shifter Coalition’s spokesperson but had barely glanced my way. And although I’d lusted after her since the first day she arrived, everyone laughed at me and told me I’d never have a shot. But now, here she was, taking care of me and living in my trailer until I recovered from my injuries.

  Take that, everyone. She likes me.

  Reaching up to feel her skin, I grimaced with the pain that shot through my shoulder. Those so-called scientists who’d captured me and Calvin had really messed up my body. We still didn’t know exactly what they had injected me with, but I had no control over my bear and every place they’d forced a limb to change, now felt like it had been crushed by a steam roller. So much for shifter healing.

  “It still hurts?” Danika asked, brows pinched.

  “I’m fine,” I grumbled, pushing through the fire racing down my arm.

  “Liar.”

  “I’ll be fine.”

  Danika sighed and rested her head against my chest. She hadn’t spoken much, especially considering I’d been in and out of consciousness for three weeks. But I sensed her fear and apprehension and knew that we had to have that conversation soon.

  “Danika?”

  “Yes?”

  “Does the ISC know what happened?”

  She shifted against me and I started to rub my hands over her hair. She’d never worn it down. Not until now. “They know how they kidnapped you and Calvin and how we went after you. They also know the lab doesn’t exist anymore.”

  Because Danika had burned it to the ground.

  “Have they called you in yet?” I asked, afraid of what she might say.

  “No.”

  “And is that normal?”

  “No.”

  I didn’t miss the hitch in her voice or the way it trembled. “What do you think is going on?”

  Danika’s solid, lean muscles tensed against my body. I didn’t know if she was going to answer, but finally she sucked in a deep breath. “I think they’re waiting for my father.”

  I sat up, still holding her close, but not liking the way she smelled of fear right now. Danika wasn’t afraid of anything. “And why would they be doing that?”

  Danika untangled herself from my arms and stared over the side of the bed out the small window. “Because of what I did.”

  “The fire?” I whispered.

  She nodded and then swallowed hard. “I was supposed to stay hidden.”

  “From humans?”

  “From everyone.”

  I took a moment to process that. Staying hidden, from shifters, is not an easy task. We all knew Danika was some type of shifter long before we knew exactly what kind. But still, she was one of us. “Why?”

  Danika turned back around to face me and sighed. “My job was to protect. That’s what dragons do.”

  “And that’s what you did—”

  Her hand on my face cut off my words. “No, I didn’t. I killed.”

  “To protect us!” I really didn’t like the worried look in her eyes. And when they started brimming with tears, the urge to hold her close and make her feel better devoured any other emotion. But she wouldn’t let me.

  “Zane,” she started, voice shaking and a tear falling down her perfect cheek, “he will take me away.”

  “What? Who?”

  “My father.”

  “Danika, you’re a grown woman. He can’t just take you away.”

  “He can.”

  “Why?” This time it was my voice that trembled in fear.

  “Because I’m the last of our bloodline and he can’t let the world know that.”

  It took a second for me to process her words. “You mean you’re the last in your family?”

  She shook her head and looked out the window again. “No. The last of the dragons.”

  “What?”

  “I’m the last f
emale dragon and my father is desperate to protect that secret.”

  I sat still as that statement twisted in my mind. What was it like to be the last of a kind? As a grizzly, I hoped I would never know that feeling. And how long had Danika known this? Why had she put herself in the public eye if she was supposed to stay hidden? “Danika, I have so many questions—”

  Her lips crashing into mine drew my voice to a stop. Her tongue pushed into my mouth, and I welcomed it with a small moan. She sucked on my bottom lip while I dragged her into my lap. Straddling my hips, she held herself above them and pulled back from our kiss. “I don’t want to talk about this anymore.”

  While her voice had certainly softened around me these past few weeks, she still had that power of dominance, forcing me to bow my head slightly in submission. With a feral grin, I asked, “And what would you like to do instead?”

  Danika’s chest rumbled with something more animal-like than my own grizzly. And while I loved me some ladies, this woman with a fucking dragon inside of her, had me writhing under her power like no other. I was putty in her hands. A special treat for her to do as she wished.

  “Are you still in pain?” she asked with a naughty tone.

  I pressed my erection up into her and grinned. “Not at all.”

  She laughed and slid up and down over my bulge. Even through her dark jeans, I could feel her heat. “Are you sure you can handle this?”

  The growl in her voice had my bear clawing for the surface. He usually wanted to fight against dominance, but in this case, he was more interested in what this creature thought of him. Would her dragon want to fight him or fuck him? Did he care? I got the sense that he was content to let this play out. And since my human side had been lusting after Danika for months, I intended on fulfilling his wish.

  Pulling her sweater over her head, I leaned back and looked at her scrumptious breasts. They weren’t large but they weren’t small either. They fit perfectly on her tiny frame and the hardened nubs at the end of them called out to my mouth. I flicked my tongue against one, and then the other, reveling in the sound of her moans. And when I filled my mouth with her flesh, her fingers dug into my back.

  Danika rubbed herself against my cock, now pushing tightly against the briefs. We hadn’t had sex yet. In fact, since she’d rescued me and took care of me, we’d done nothing more than a small kiss here and there. But now, it was like her animal had been given permission to claim what was hers. And every curve of her body, every slight brush of her soft skin, every part of her nipple dancing against my tongue…it was all mine.

  Just as I was about to taste another part of her neck, Danika pulled back. She smiled at me as she lowered herself between my legs, and I grinned in return. “Where are you going?” I growled.

  She said nothing as she slid my briefs down my hips and off my ankles. Pushing each leg to the side, she crawled backward all fours until she reached the end of the bed. The heat lost from her body had mine aching for her to be close again. Until I realized what she was doing. Slowly and seductively, she unbuttoned her pants and pushed them over her hips. Swaying to a silent beat, she watched me watching her, her eyes darting from my face to my dick and back. For a brief moment, I wondered if we should really be doing this. But then the brain between my legs told me to shut the fuck up, so I did.

  When Danika bent forward to step out of her jeans, I gasped. “What is that?”

  She looked up at me through the dark hair that had fallen across her face. “What?”

  “Is that a tattoo?” I could just barely see the black ink snaking up over the tops of her shoulders.

  Danika smiled, an animal-like gesture that set my libido into overdrive. “Do you like tattoos?”

  “On women? Fuck yeah.”

  She giggled and stood up, black thongs dangling from her index finger, naked body displayed in front of me. “Want to see?” she cooed.

  I could only nod. Shit, it felt like I was ready to come just by looking at her teasing me. Those three long weeks of recovery and forced sexual dry-spell, would certainly mean I couldn’t hold out too long. And when Danika flicked the thongs at me and I caught her scent, I groaned and had to touch my erection. I squeezed tight while Danika watched. She raised her brows, daring me to continue.

  Stroking up and down, I enjoyed the feeling as she slowly turned to show me her tattoo. From the dimple just above her perfect ass to the tops of her shoulders, a black dragon with wings spread and mouth in a perpetual roar, graced her lean body. When she moved her arms, the wings of the dragon moved right along with her. And when she turned her head to look back at me, I swear the dragon’s eyes followed her gaze.

  She smiled over her shoulder and then watched as I continued to stroke myself. My hard cock pulsed in my hand, wanting some kind of release so badly. And as Danika’s pupils began to elongate into something reptilian like, I stroked faster and harder. She spun around and crawled onto the bed, slinking like a cat but smelling of a dominant shifter. Her mouth turned up into something feral and sexy as she grabbed the hand stroking my dick and gently moved it to the side.

  I couldn’t speak as I watched her take control. First, she rubbed the tip gently between two fingers, making me twitch in pleasure each time. Then, she lowered her mouth and forcefully licked my shaft. I closed my eyes in complete ecstasy, fully content to sit back and let this woman dominate me. When her small lips took all of me inside of her, I grabbed her head and ran my fingers through her hair. Her hand squeezed tight, pumping up and down in time with her mouth. I’d dreamt about having this kind of interaction with Danika ever since I’d met her. But I never thought I’d be able to enjoy the pleasures she was bringing to me now.

  Lifting my hips up, I tried my best not to release yet. I wanted more. I wanted to feel every single part of her, but at this rate, I wouldn’t last another minute. As if sensing that, Danika kissed the tip of my cock and pushed up to her knees. Moving closer to me, she positioned herself over the erection that was now red and pulsing with need. Without saying a word, she lowered her sex on to me, moisture and heat wrapping around my sensitive head. She was so warm on the inside, warmer than anyone I’d ever experienced. And while I stretched her, I felt her muscles and skin give way a little more each inch that I went deeper. Her sex pulsed around my cock, small moans of pleasure escaping her otherwise controlled mouth.

  I devoured her breasts again as they bounced in front of my face. Danika’s nails dug into my skin, the sound of our hips slapping each other echoing against the squeaking of the bed. My balls ached for a release and Danika’s moans turned into small screams. She rode me hard. Like a woman on a mission, she knew what she wanted and she took it. Not once did she call out my name or beg me for more. No. Danika Drakov didn’t ask for favors. She simply demanded them.

  My cock tightened and Danika’s folds squeezed me. She ground her hips against mine, her body glistening with sweat and her thighs holding me tight. I pressed my teeth against her collarbone as I released my hot seed into her. Over and over I writhed underneath her body while I came. Her breath rushed past my ear, hot with the fire-breathing dragon within her. She moaned into the air and wrapped her arms tightly around my neck while she shuddered with every last pulse.

  When we finally finished, Danika rested her chin on top of my shoulder. My body melted under her touch, the orgasm stronger than I’d ever had before. “Holy hell, woman,” I growled.

  She giggled against me. “I’d always been told to try a grizzly,” she teased.

  “Try a grizzly?”

  She laughed again and I felt her shrug against me. “Yeah, you were my first.” She kissed my cheek and nuzzled under my chin.

  “And?” I asked, wondering, no needing to know what was going through her mind.

  “And…I’m glad I did.”

  With a growl, I wrapped my hands around her waist and flipped her around so that she lay beneath me. I looked down at the last female dragon and showed her my teeth. “You know, I’m not a pie
ce of meat. I have feelings.”

  She laughed and my heart softened at the sound. Danika had never shown any kind of emotion while working with our clan or the other shifters. In fact, Bo had called her the Ice Princess many times. I hadn’t minded the ice cold part, but now that I was getting to see the real Danika, the vulnerable Danika, I knew that I could never leave her side.

  “Fine. You have feelings,” she cooed.

  I pushed my head down and ran my teeth against her neck. Instantly, her dragon defied my playful attempt to dominate—I could actually smell her warning. “And what else?”

  “And you’re not a piece of meat.”

  “That’s right,” I said, kissing along her jaw and up to her ear. I nipped her earlobe and then sat up. “Although, I really am perfectly okay with being your piece of meat.”

  Something sad passed over Danika’s eyes, and the golden ring that lined the edges of her iris seemed to lessen. But before I could ask anything, her stomach growled quite loudly. We both stared at the naked, flat, and toned part of her body and then laughed.

  “Maybe I should eat something?” she said.

  I rolled sideways off Danika, much to her giggling delight, and pushed my feet against the floor. But, being bedridden for so long had my muscles screaming out in defiance. Immediately, I collapsed to the ground the second I tried to stand. “Son of a bitch!”

  Danika was immediately at my side and lifting me into the bed. “You need to take it slow,” she said.

  “I’m a fucking grizzly shifter. I should be healed by now.”

  Danika simply shook her head and pushed me back against the headboard. Propping two pillows behind my back, she then handed me my briefs and smiled. “I’ll make us some breakfast.”

  I wanted to shout and complain about my situation some more, but how could I refuse such a woman? I watched her slip on her thongs and pull one of my tee shirts over her head. With her height, the hem reached the top of her thighs, allowing a little piece of her sculpted ass to peek out underneath. My cock twitched as blood started to rush down below again. The shirt was one Julia had gotten me a few months back—a groupie shirt with my headshot surrounded by a bunch of hearts. Danika had given me a hard time about it, but the fact that she was now wearing it, spoke volumes for how far along we’d come in just a few weeks.