by Vicki Savage
Kissed by the Bear
Book #2 in the Bride for a Bear Shifter Series
~ By ~
Vicki Savage
Kissed by the Bear
Book #2 in the Bride for a Bear Shifter Series
Written by: Vicki Savage
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Copyright © 2015 by Vicki Savage
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Biography and other works
Chapter One
Nathan slid the large, purple dildo out from the lovely woman before him and wiped his brow. For now, Shae was sated and resting, but he knew better than anyone that the peace wouldn’t last.
What now? He had been alternating between fucking and collapsing into an exhaustive sleep for forty-eight hours. The woman was insatiable. He had no idea how much longer he could keep this up.
He had to try however, for her sake. Shae was his destined mate. He knew this the second he heard her telepathic cry in the woods. Her voice was like a string, pulling him from his chores and drawing him to her. Now, her voice was like a siren call, urging him to fuck her over and over until the beast inside of her was appeased.
The woman was going to kill him slowly, and there was nothing he could do about it.
“This is insane.” He got out of bed and cleaned the sex toy in the adjacent bathroom, leaving the chocolate-haired beauty to her rest. After a long, last look at the pale-skinned woman tied to his headboard, he threw on his jeans and retreated to the living room to pace in front of the small bar he kept there. Nathan started to make himself a drink, then stopped and pushed his fingers through his hair. With a low growl, he began pacing once more as he went over the situation in his mind.
He had little time to think in the past two days. This was a rare reprieve, he knew. Once she woke, she’d be wanting another round of sex, and the bear inside of him will compel him to respond to her yearning. Once she said his name, Nathan’s instincts would take control, and all rational thought would have to wait.
Such was the way with his kind. Shae was a youngling bear shifter who was just coming into her powers. While older than most younglings, she was still exhibiting all of the symptoms of the change, including the mating heat. She needed to shift into her bear form and release some of that energy building up inside of her or she’d go mad. Furthermore, she needed to control that mating heat before she attracted every other bear living on the reservation.
The thought of the other bears plunging their swollen cocks into his mate made Nathan see red. She belonged to him, and him alone. It was his responsibility to see her through this, not anyone else’s. If one of those knuckleheads got their dirty paws on her he’d eat them for breakfast.
He knew that the only reason why the others have stayed away so far was because he controlled these lands, and in turn, saw to their wellbeing. It was because of him that the shifters had this refuge in the wilds of Canada. For that, the others respected him, but respect would only get him so far. Before long instinct would win out, and he didn’t know if he could hold off dozens of bears as they clamored to possess his mate.
Sex was the only way to release the energy and temper the mating heat. As an experienced bear, he could control some of that energy and help direct her to change. Unfortunately, Shae possessed too much magic for him to control her completely. Sex alone was no longer enough to give her relief from the power-shift going on inside her body. Nathan considered himself strong in the ancient ways, but he was still only one bear, and it was becoming increasingly obvious that she’d need more help than he was able to give.
Nathan heard her murmur, and felt a psychic pull from the bedroom. Even in sleep, his mate was calling out to him, begging him to ease her need. “Why won’t you change, little one? What’s stopping you?” Slowly he ascended the stairs to her room and returned to her side.
“You are strong. Strong and stubborn. Someday you will make a good leader, if only you learn control.” It was as if the heavens had hand-picked her for him. Nathan needed a good leader by his side to help him keep the other bears in line. They were becoming increasingly unsatisfied with the small portion of land the local government had given them. Night patrols were now required to make sure that everyone stayed within the reservation’s borders. Things were bound to get worse before they got better.
“Come on baby, change. Your people need you.” He slid his fingers over her bare arm, then lingered at the rope on her wrist. “I need you.”
He had hated tying her to the bed, but he did it for her own protection. A bear who was unable to shift was a danger to herself and everyone around her. As a youngling, she could not yet control her instincts to fuck and destroy. If left unchecked, she would slowly go insane from the animal eating away inside of her. Without help, she would eventually go rogue, destroying everything in her path until someone put her out of her misery. It had been years since he had to kill a bear who had succumbed to the insanity. He didn’t want to do so again.
Once she shifted and showed she could control the power inside of her, he’d let her go.
He wouldn’t analyze the part of himself that liked fucking her while she was bound and at his mercy, and he sure as hell wouldn’t analyze the growing need to perform the ancient ceremony and mark her as his own. He wasn’t a savage, damn it, no matter what the Canadian government and that crazy lodge owner might think. Despite her being his destined mate, he wouldn’t bind their souls together unless it was something she wanted. He wasn’t a monster.
She was so fucking tempting, though. Seeing her all tied up and with her legs spread open made him want to do wicked things. Even now, he could smell her heat, her eagerness. It was enough to make any sensible male go mad.
A knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. With a heavy sigh, Nate traced his fingers around the nipple clamps on her breasts. “Soon you will be mine. Completely, and totally mine.” When the knock echoed again, he forced himself to leave her side and go downstairs to open the front door.
“Fuck,” Blade announced as he strode purposefully inside the cabin. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He pulled off his hat and scarf, revealing a long mane of black hair and a five o’clock shadow.
“Where is she Nate? Where do you have her hiding?” Jag pulled off his outer clothing as he marched in after his friend.
“Hello to you, too,” Nate said as he shut the door behind them.
“You can’t hide her from us,” Jag said as he shook bits of snow out his blond locks.
“We can smell the bitch for miles,” Blade added. He peeled off his shirt, revealing a gold nipple ring and several tribal tattoos on his arms and chest. “I scented her at the break in the perimeter and now I can’t fucking walk with this boner—”
“She’s not a bitch. She’s a bear, and she’s mine,” Nathan growled as he moved to the foot of the stairs. “No one is allowed to touch her.”
Jag and Blade stared at each other for a long moment then slumped their shoulder
s in defeat.
“Aw, shit,” Jag said.
“What am I supposed to do with this, bro?” Blade said as he pulled out his dick and waved it around. “A bear’s got needs.”
“Find someone else to fuck. I don’t care. You can’t have her.”
“Damn.”
“Come on, Nate,” Jag said. “You know that there’s a shortage of females.” He held his hands out to the sides. “Didn’t you ever learn to share your toys?”
“It’s the right thing to do,” Blade agreed. “All we want is a little peek.”
Nathan growled and braced his hands on the stairway rail as the men took a step closer. “Get back, or I’ll rip you both apart.”
“Okay, okay.” Blade held up his hands. “We were just joking.” He shoved his dick back in his pants. “But you better mark her quick. I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to walk around with blue balls.”
“I’m working on it.” Nathan rubbed his stubbled chin. “The situation is delicate.”
Blade snorted. “There’s nothing delicate about it. You just fuck her hard and show her who’s boss. End of story.”
Jag stared at Nathan for a moment. “She’s a youngling, isn’t she?” he asked.
“Yeah.”
“Damn.” Blade flopped down on the couch and put his feet on the coffee table. “At least that explains why you’re so irritable.”
Nathan slapped the back of his friend’s head. “Get your feet down. I just had that polished.”
Jag started to laugh. “Nathan’s in love with a baby!” He sat down on the couch next to Blade and they both snickered.
“Alright guys, enough.” Nathan let out a long breath and considered his friends. “You two know better than to respond to a mating call from my cabin. Why are you really here?”
Blade cleared his throat. “I looked into that family from the lodge like you wanted me to, and I confirmed that they were indeed captured by the rogue bear.”
“I knew it.” Nathan frowned and collapsed in the chair opposite to the couch. “Did we get an identity on this bear? Is he from the reservation?”
“We aren’t sure who’s responsible yet, but we’re running a check on the other cabins. We’ll know in a couple of hours.”
“There’s more.” Jag cleared his throat.
“What?” Nathan looked first at Blade, then at Jag. “What happened?”
Jag rubbed the back of his neck. “The family was captured and killed like you suspected, but . . . the manner that it happened . . .”
“We don’t think the bear worked alone,” Blade said.
“What?” Nathan stood up and stared at his friends. “What are you talking about?”
“The manner in which they were captured and killed was methodical and precise,” Jag said.
“Rogue bears don’t have human thought processes,” Blade added. “They are completely animal. That means that wither this bear isn’t completely lost yet, or. . .”
“Or he is being controlled,” Jag added.
“Are you telling me that a rogue and a human are working together?”
“It’s possible. Bear scents and markings were found at the site,” Jag glanced at Blade, then refocused on Nathan. “To the untrained eye, it appears as if the family was captured and then mauled like prey. But . . .”
“But?” Nathan asked.
“But upon further investigation, we detected a second scent,” Jag said.
“A human scent. It was so similar to the bear that we almost missed it,” Blade added.
“So let me get this straight. We have no idea if we are looking for a single rogue bear who has not quite lost his mind, or a fully rogue bear and a human.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “That’s not a lot to go on.”
“We know,” Jag said.
“Did you identify the human scent?” Nathan asked.
Blade shook his head. “No, but it’s familiar. If I smelled it again, I would know.”
Jag leaned forward and braced his elbows on his knees. “We are putting our best trackers on the trail, but it will take time. It’s not like we have a lot of friends amongst the humans. It could be any of the townsfolk who want us off the reservation property.”
A soft, feminine moan echoed down from upstairs. Nathan watched his two closest friends turn toward the bedroom with lust in their eyes.
“No.”
“Come on, just a little poke.”
“If you fucking touch her Blade, I’ll bite your balls off.”
“Harsh.” Blade glanced at Jag.
“At least you won’t have blue balls anymore,” Jag joked.
“Nathan. . .” Shae’s voice sounded low and needy. Nathan’s cock swelled in response.
“Where are the others?” Nathan asked in an effort to change the subject.
“Knox and Rocco are tracking the human trail. Wren, Garrick and Lance are guarding outside.”
“We didn’t want the rest of the bears in the area disturbing you,” Jag said.
“That was very thoughtful of you,” Nate murmured.
“She needs to shift or be marked, boss,” Blade said. “While Jag and I have self-control, others in the area do not.”
“You’re referring to Knox,” Nate said.
Jag shrugged. “When we first started scenting your female, we sent him off the reservation land to track that human, but the job won’t last forever.”
“Eventually he’ll come back,” Blade agreed.
Nathan steeled his jaw. “I won’t mark her until she’s ready.”
“Then she must undergo the change as soon as possible. You must direct her energy through sex so she’ll be able to shift and protect herself.”
“Don’t you think I’ve been trying that?” Nathan let out a long breath. “Her power is much stronger than a typical youngling, probably because of her age. I’m not enough.”
Blade and Jag glanced at each other. “We could help. . .” Blade offered.
“No.”
“But—”
“I said no!” Nathan bit back another growl in his throat.
“Hear us out,” Jag said. “We won’t touch the girl, but having us there, pleasing ourselves while you please her . . . it will enhance the energy in the room.”
“We can help you direct it. Working together, it might be enough for her to shift.” Blade adjusted himself. “At the very least, it will give me some relief.”
Nathan worked his jaw for a moment as he mulled over the words. The men made sense. Perhaps with his friends there, enough energy will be created for her to tap into her instincts and allow for the transformation.
“It’s worth a shot.” He motioned to the stairs as Shae whimpered once more. “Come on.”
Chapter Two
Shae ached in places she didn’t even know she had. With a groan that sounded more like a whimper, she turned her head on the pillow and stared out the window at the snow-covered landscape. What the hell was happening to her? She rubbed her thighs together as desire once again burned in her core.
Fuck, she needed to get laid. The only time she felt any relief was when a cock was ramming into her pussy and her inner muscles were stretched as wide as they could go.
“Nathan. . .” She made a low, throaty sound as she thought of how magnificent he had looked while pushing himself inside her core. He had the most wicked mouth, the largest hands. She wiggled her hips as she remembered how they had felt against her skin.
“I’m right here, sweetheart.” Nathan’s scent and heat filled her, and Shae turned her head to meet his gaze.
“I hurt.” Her voice sounded like a whine, but she didn’t care. All that mattered was getting this man in between her legs once more.
“I know.”
“Please. . .” She opened her eyes and saw the worry in his features. “Fuck me.”
“I will,” he said as he pulled down his jeans. “Don’t worry.”
A movement just out of her line of vision caught her eye. “Who’s
there?”
“Friends,” Nathan said. “This is Blade and Jag. They’re going to watch us and make sure you aren’t hurt.”
Shae dragged her gaze over the two large, well-muscled men. One was light with short, cropped hair in a military cut. His features were hard and square, and she guessed he was of Eastern European descent. The other was as dark as the first was light, with long, silky hair that stopped just past the shoulders. He had a short, stubbly beard that made him look more pirate than human.
“They’re bears,” she said. Big, strong bears who could satisfy her need in a way humans couldn’t.
“Yes,” the light one said. “Blade and I both serve Nathan.”
“I don’t want an audience,” she said as she turned her gaze back to Nate. “I want them to participate.”
“You heard the woman,” Blade said. “She wants us.”
“That’s the heat talking and you know it,” Nathan snapped.
“She’s farther gone than we thought,” Jag murmured. “One bear might not be enough.”
“It has to be.” Nathan brushed his fingers over the upper curve of her breasts, then lightly flicked the nipple clamp.
Shae hissed in a breath as pain burst through her chest and blanketed her body. She arched her back, giving herself over to it. Both she and Nathan learned over the past couple of days that pain heightened her pleasure. As her inner walls tightened, she planted her feet on the mattress and pushed her hips up in offering.
“That’s my girl.” Nathan brushed his fingers over her mound. “I’m going to try to help you shift again, little one.”
“I don’t want to shift. I want to fuck.”
“It’s the only thing that will ease your pain.”
“You’re wrong. Now get over here and let me taste your cock.” She started to reach for him, but realized that she was tied to the bed. Growling, she pulled at her bindings and thrashed.
“Easy, little one.” Nathan slid his fingers through her wet folds. Immediately some of the pain eased.
