The Bear's Mate

by Vanessa Devereaux

  Chapter Two

  How had he managed to do something dumb like that? Calling her Dr. Thong. He’d blushed. He’d felt the sudden heat rising in his cheeks. It was the one time that he’d wished his inner bear would have taken over and covered his face in fur, hiding all evidence of his embarrassment.

  It wasn’t entirely all his fault. It was pre-mating season, and the first thing he’d noticed was her delightful round butt and the skimpy sliver of black lace wedged between her ass cheeks as she leaned over the sink.

  It was the cutest ass he’d ever seen. Big, round, smooth…

  That was enough. He had to keep his mind on the matter of hand. Dr. Hasberg had been able to keep a secret, but who knew if Dr. Delaney grew suspicious what she’d do. Maybe they should just leave, but getting Christopher checked out and back to his condo without any more incidents was his only goal.

  On the upside, at least Dr. Delaney was a lot more attractive than the previous doctor. He could still see those gorgeous full thighs. No, no, no, he had to stop thinking about her body like that because wasn’t it an unchecked libido that had brought them here in the first place? Talk about do as I say not do as I do.

  “Dr. Delaney said to head to examination room one,” he told Christopher who’d now lost every bit of color in his cheeks. Beads of sweat sat on his forehead, and as Aiden opened the door for him Christopher held his side and limped slowly inside.

  “You okay?” asked Aiden.

  “Fuck, hurts like hell. Guess this will teach me not to think about any more threesomes. I can assure you I’ve got my libido under control now.”

  At least he’d learned one valuable lesson.

  Aiden helped him onto the examining table. “Just make sure you do keep it in check because the doctor’s female and very attractive.”

  “Tell me more?” Christopher raised his hand. “I know, I know, keep it under control.”

  There was a rap on the door. “It’s Dr. Delaney,” she said stepping inside.

  She now wore a skirt and also a lab coat. Up close she was cuter than he’d initially thought. Long golden hair, blue eyes, full lips, and very, very curvy. Just what every bear shifter loved. Okay, he’d just warned Christopher to keep a lid on it, so maybe he should take his own advice.

  “I’m Aiden Renner. This is my brother Christopher.”

  She shook his hand. Her skin was soft, supple, and he wanted to just stand and hold it, but finally let it go so she could shake Christopher’s too.

  “So what brings you here today?” she asked, grabbing her notes and pen.

  “I’ve been stabbed and bitten,” said Christopher.

  “Wow, not a lucky day for you. The biting part, was it an animal?”

  Christopher looked at Aiden. He hoped his brother remembered they’d planned to communicate silently in the doctor’s presence.

  Go ahead; it’s okay to tell her it was a woman who bit you.

  Christopher slyly winked at him. “It was a woman.”

  “Geez, what did you do or say to her to cause her to bite you?” asked Dr. Delaney while she washed her hands.

  Christopher looked at him again.

  Sure, go on tell her about your plans for a ménage a trios involving your poor unsuspecting girlfriend.

  Christopher shook his head. Aiden lifted his eyebrows and nodded.

  “She was giving me a blowjob when my girlfriend walked in, and the girl…I mean the one…she accidently bite me,” said Christopher.

  Aiden hadn’t actually expected him to be quite that truthful or detailed. Shit, his baby brother had actually turned red. He was surprised the doctor wasn’t blushing too. No, she’d probably heard worst things than his brother’s antics.

  “I hope you’ve learned your lesson. And I’m guessing it was your girlfriend who stabbed you?”

  Christopher nodded.

  “So the bite’s on your penis, and you were stabbed where?”

  Shit, the woman had made a clinical world like penis sound downright erotic.

  “My lower belly by my hip,” said Christopher.

  “Okay, if you could take off your sweater and drop your pants for me.”

  I’d like her to be saying those words to me.

  Christopher glared at him.

  Sorry, that slipped into my mind without censorship. Approaching mating season’s a bitch.

  Christopher undressed while Dr. Delaney washed her hands again and then slipped on some latex gloves.

  This is so embarrassing for me but yeah, you’re right, she’s cute.

  Don’t worry she’s probably seen and handled lots of cocks before.

  I would think so, and with looks like hers probably not just professionally. How about a threesome with her?

  Christopher, I’m warning you.

  Okay, okay.

  Dr. Delaney turned around and repositioned the light so it shone on Christopher’s lower belly. She pressed the area around the stab wound.

  “How long ago did this happen?” she asked.

  “About forty-five minutes ago,” said Christopher.

  “Afraid you’re going to need sutures to close it up because it’s both wide and deep. Ever have those before?”

  Christopher shook his head. “No, never.”

  “Let’s take a look at the bite on your penis. Oh, and when I touch you, if you get an erection don’t be embarrassed because it happens to my patients all the time, perfectly natural.”

  Oh, I bet it does.

  What did I just warn you?

  She redirected the light lower and ran her hand over the wound on his cock.

  “Geez, this is quite a bite. This lady’s got some very sharp teeth.”

  Don’t comment on that.

  She lifted Christopher’s cock with one hand while the other gently pressed around the teeth marks. His brother had to be in pain because he wasn’t getting aroused one little bit, but seeing the doctor run her hand over Christopher’s penis made Aiden wonder what it would feel like if she was doing it to him. Not to examine him but as a prelude to sex. He swallowed, coughed, and shifted his feet, hoping she didn’t see him pull on the front of his pants to ease the sudden tightness there.

  Talk about me keeping my libido in check. Look at the size of that. You need to get laid dear brother.

  Aiden glanced down. Shit there was a huge bulge. He hoped she didn’t notice it too. He glanced at his brother who wasn’t taking his eyes off him now.

  You’re imagining having sex with her aren’t you?

  Okay, yes, but let’s get our mind out of the gutter and keep it out of there, okay.

  She leaned over to reach for something on a tray causing both the lab coat and skirt to inch up higher on her thighs. Boy, those legs, the calves; so shapely and the ankles were smoking hot. He could imagine running his tongue along them and…

  Can’t follow your own advice can you?

  Shit, he wished he hadn’t told his brother they’d communicate silently because he was hanging on Aiden’s every thought now, even ones he didn’t want Christopher intruding upon. A guy had every right to privacy for his lusty fantasies.

  “The wound on your penis doesn’t look too deep so it won’t need sutures but just a few butterfly dressings. However, I don’t recommend you use it for a while…I mean you can still urinate, but sex is off limits until this gash closes up.”

  Hope that’s taught you a lesson. Not even sex with one woman let alone two. And do I have to remind you mating season’s in full swing in two weeks. Lots of cold dips in the lake for you, buddy.

  Yeah, laugh all you want because you don’t have a female yet.

  “When’s the last time you had a tetanus shot?”

  We don’t need them, but we can’t let her know that. I don’t see a problem with you getting one so say you can’t remember your last one.

  “I think it’s been awhile.”

  “Okay, I’ll give you one. I’ll also give you some antibiotics to take home. Plus, I’d like to dr
aw some blood just to make sure there’s no infection. Human salvia houses lots of germs, so it’s best to get it checked out. I won’t be able to run it today, but I can give you a call in a couple of days with the results.”

  What do I do? Tell her it wasn’t a human bite, what? Help?

  Let her take your blood or she’ll get suspicious. After that, I can deal with it.

  “You just lie here and relax while I go collect everything, and I’ll be right back.”

  * * * *

  She wished that the patient’s brother would have waited outside. Not that she minded him being there for moral support, but for some stupid reason he made her nervous. She wasn’t scared that maybe he thought she wasn’t doing her job properly, but while she’d been examining his sibling, her heart had beat faster, and her legs had felt like the gelatin pudding they’d served in the med school cafeteria.

  How stupid was that? She was thirty-one years old and acting like a school girl with a crush on the class jock.

  She reached up on the shelf for the tetanus vaccine and a syringe.

  Starved of sex, that’s my problem.

  It had been over a year…she’d never gone this long without a good fuck. She wiped the perspiration away from her forehead. Just thinking about the guy was making her hot and bothered. She had to keep her mind on work. Charlotte pulled out a blood sample collection kit and double checked that everything she needed was on the tray.

  He wasn’t wearing a wedding band, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t married or didn’t have a significant other.

  Why was she even thinking about it?

  Just go back in there and do your job.

  She found Aiden reading a magazine while Christopher looked like he was dozing off.

  “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

  “You the only one working here?” asked Aiden.

  “At this time of day, yeah, just me. Or I should say any time of the day.”

  She set everything down on the side table and washed her hands before pulling on another pair of latex gloves.

  “Let’s get your tetanus shot out of the way first. If you want to roll over on your side for me.”

  He turned over while she filled the syringe and then she rubbed his butt with an alcohol swab.

  “Just a slight pinch and that’s it.” She stuck it in him, heard him draw in his breath, and mumble something.

  “Okay, all done.”

  He rolled back over, and she put the tourniquet around his bicep and felt along his arm for a vein. One popped up into view straight away. She wished all her patient’s veins were as easy to find because it would make her job quicker and it would be less stressful for them too.

  “Okay, another slight pinch and we’re half way done.”

  Gliding the syringe into his vein, she sensed Aiden wasn’t taking his eyes off her again. Did he mistrust her skills as a doctor? Did she fascinate him? Did he find her attractive? She shook her head hoping that simple movement would free such ridiculous thoughts from her mind.

  She glanced down at the syringe. Christopher’s blood was thicker than normal, and if it wasn’t her eyes, which were probably tired from working long hours, she’d swear it had an almost greenish blue hue to it. Something was wrong with it, with him. However, she wouldn’t she say anything right now in case she panicked him. She’d wait to see what the test results detected.

  Charlotte set the vial down on the countertop, noting Aiden wasn’t taking his eyes off it. Had he noticed the unusual thickness and color too?

  “I’m going to give you a shot of Novocain around the wound on your hip before I suture it. I won’t lie and say it’s not going to hurt, but just try and relax and focus on something else if you can.”

  Charlotte filled the syringe and, as gently as she could, injected it in several spots around the wound. Poor Christopher drew in his breath. His head fell back, and as it snapped back to face her, she swore his eyes had changed from blue to brown. She threw the syringe into the medical waste receptor and blinked three times in quick succession. This had to be fatigue.

  “Hey, buddy, just hang in there.” Aiden rushed to his brother’s side. The two looked at one another without saying a word. Nodding and blinking every so often. Were they communicating with one another without talking?

  Shit, how silly did that sound?

  “Just the sutures now and we’re all done. Take some deep breaths,” she said.

  Despite the Novocain, she guessed he was still feeling the needle make its way in and out of his skin because he was squeezing his eyes together and groaning. Stitching up a patient wasn’t something she’d done often but she didn’t think her sewing skills were that bad. When she closed up the last section of skin, she noticed the dried blood also had a blue hue to it. Still she wouldn’t worry about it now. Lab results would confirm or deny her suspicions that he had something wrong with him. Charlotte wasn’t quite sure who was more relived, him or her when she set down the needle on the tray.

  “Just the butterfly dressing on your other wound and you’re done,” she said.

  She tore open the package, held his penis with one hand and placed the dressing onto it while wrapping her hands firm around its circumference to make sure it adhered to his skin.

  “You have a restroom here?” asked Aiden.

  “Sure, down the hall on the right,” said Charlotte.

  He didn’t say another word but just made a mad dash for the door.

  “He gets a bit nervous about all this type of stuff,” said Christopher. Was he laughing? Was he making fun that maybe his brother needed the restroom so he could throw up?

  ****

  Aiden barely made it to the restroom before his eyes changed color. He bit into his bottom lip trying to stop the transformation, but it was of no use at this point. When he looked in the mirror above the sink, he realized how close he’d come to the doctor seeing his other half. He was highly aroused, and it might be awhile or so before his body returned to normal.

  Shit. This wasn’t really his fault. How was he supposed to have known that the previous doctor had left and been replaced by a woman? Not just any female, but an attractive one. When he’d stood next to Christopher and seen her handling his cock like that, he’d just lost it. He’d imagined her doing the very same thing to him. That’s all it took for the sudden surge in hormones, and hence the urge to shift.

  Christopher too had almost given them away when he’d experienced the pain of the needle piercing his skin, but he’d managed to control it before the doctor got suspicious. Keeping things under control was the key to staying safe, but sometimes it was easier said than done.

  Aiden slapped his hand on the side of the sink. Keeping things under control… that was a joke. This time his libido had gotten the better of him.

  He glanced into the mirror. Damn, his eyes were still black which wasn’t surprising because his cock and balls were tight and twitching. Other than heading out to the examining room, ripping that thong off her and diving deep inside her to get it out of his system, he’d have to hide in here until he got it together.

  He paced the floor a few times, but that wasn’t helping one bit. He squeezed his eyes shut. Stop thinking about her. She’s a human.

  He turned and walked back toward the sink, but Aiden still couldn’t shake the image of her. With all his responsibility with work and looking after the Western Montana shifters, he hadn’t had time for sex let alone a relationship. Maybe he should just go home and find the first willing woman from their group and have sex. Only problem was he wasn’t in the least bit attracted to any of them. He’d truly believed something was wrong with him in that department, but now that he’d set eyes on the doctor he knew there was nothing to worry about. He was waiting for the right female to attract him. Ironic that it turned out to be a non-shifter. What were the odds of that happening?

  “Are you okay in there?”

  Dr. Delaney was at the door.

  He turned on the taps.
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  “I’m fine. I’ll be right there,” he shouted back to her.

  “No hurry. I’ve put your brother on the couch because he was feeling tired. Maybe you should let him sleep for a bit before you take him home.”

  The sedative he’d given him. He’d overdone it, and now Christopher was in the land of slumber.

  “Good idea.” He didn’t really mean that. He wanted them both to get out of this place as soon as they could. However, at least this would buy him some time to get his mind and body under control.

  “I’ll be in the office if you need me.”

  I need you all right.

  Now there was silence. She’d gone, but his erection hadn’t. In fact, just hearing her voice had taken it up a notch or two.

  He couldn’t stay in here much longer. She’d get suspicious. There was only one way to get this over and done with.

  He took two strides over to the stall, opened the door and went inside. He pulled open his zipper and let his hand slid inside the slit in his underwear. He grabbed his engorged cock and wrapped his fingers tightly around it and went to work. The job would be finished a lot sooner if he did actually think about the doctor now.

  Dr. Delaney was lying on a bed with her legs spread wide for him. He ran his hands up each thigh before sliding his cock deep inside her. She was tight, wet warm, and oh yes, very welcoming. Their want and need was mutual. Aiden pressed his hips forward, imitating thrusting into her as his hand worked faster. His teeth grazed his lower lip. He wasn’t quite prepared for the sudden burst of pleasure zinging through his cock and he bit himself, tasting blood.

  He threw his head back and let out a cry of release as he ejaculated into his hand. He tried to get his breath back to a normal pace and then sat on the toilet seat.

  It had been good. Hell, it had never been that good even with a woman. He knew why. Thinking about Dr. Delaney.

  What would it be like to make love to her for real?

  He’d never had sex with a non-shifter before. And if he was perfectly honest he’d always wondered what it would be like. He stood, walked out of the stall and over to the sink. While he was washing his hands, he glanced in the mirror. At least that had taken care of his eyes. Now they were back to being baby blue, and he could face the doctor again.