Complete Bear Creek and Bear Bluff Box Sets: Including brand new exclusive book Best Man Bear

by Harmony Raines

  “Picnic. Then we can practice baby-making again. And again and again.” He climbed into the truck and started the engine.

  They headed up towards the farm. Then he turned off along another track, before he stopped and they got out. He grabbed the pack, and then they walked slowly up the lower slopes, enjoying each other’s company. Kayleigh leaned against him, pressing herself close to him, her head resting on his shoulder while they looked down at the town below.

  “Home,” she said.

  “You’ll like it here, Kayleigh.”

  “I already do.” She looked at the bag. “Is this where we're having our picnic?”

  “No. I thought we’d go somewhere a little more private.”

  He turned to walk higher up the slope and then headed into the trees, which formed a copse around a cool, clear spring. There was a grassy bank on the side furthest away, and that’s where they headed. Daryl lifted her over the water, although she could have made it herself. But she loved having his hands on her body, and he loved putting his hands on her body.

  Here they sat and ate, letting the day go by. Lazy days, and long, lust-filled nights: life with Daryl held so much promise. He had packed sandwiches, thick-cut bread filled with egg and mayo, while others had thick pieces of chicken, with salad. Homemade pies, along with what she guessed was his mom’s cake. It tasted so fresh. Kayleigh wondered if she had come over to visit this morning while she had slept.

  “Will your parents forgive me for running off like that?”

  “They already have. They are just so relieved. Especially now you know everything, and have accepted it. You have accepted it, right?” he asked, his insecurity rearing its head once more.

  “Yes. Although it hasn’t properly sunk in. I still think it was all a dream.”

  “It wasn’t.”

  “Will you show me?” she asked.

  “Here?”

  “Now.”

  He got up, and moved away from her. “Don’t freak out and run off. Promise?”

  “I promise.” Although she wasn’t sure that last piece of cake had been such a good idea. She felt sick with anticipation.

  Daryl took a deep breath and then concentrated on a spot just above her head. Nothing happened for a split second and then he rapidly disappeared, flickering out of this world for the blink of an eye before the air shimmered. A blur of browns, russets, and reds began to come together, forming a ball of energy which grew bigger and bigger. It became more focused until a great big bear stood where Daryl had been only seconds before. Despite herself, she pushed herself back from him. Then she sat looking at him, while he stood perfectly still.

  Regaining her courage, she moved a foot closer to him, and then another one. Reaching out her hand, she kept going until her fingers touched his thick, soft fur. He was amazing. Big, bulky, on short thick legs, a powerhouse of muscle, bone, and teeth.

  She touched his snout; he turned to sniff her hand, and then licked her, tasting her with his bear tongue. She laughed when it tickled her skin, admiring the sharp white teeth that filled his powerful jaws, and his amber eyes, which followed her every move. All the time his nose sniffed the air, constantly alert for danger.

  This was what would protect her and their children if anyone tried to hurt them. Now she wanted him to change back.

  She moved back to the rug he had laid out for the picnic and sat down, unbuttoning the top of her shirt. Daryl didn’t need to be told twice. In an instant, he had shimmered back to his human form.

  “I’m not sure why you wanted to be somewhere private. Because of the bear? Although plenty of people have seen you like that. Or because you think we should mate in the woods?” she asked innocently.

  He made her feel so sexy, as if he had turned the dial up on her libido and it was stuck in high.

  Daryl stood and watched while she slipped the shirt off her shoulders, and then unclasped her bra. Her breasts falling forward, aching for him to move closer, to touch them.

  “Take off the rest of your clothes,” he demanded.

  For a moment, her courage left her, and then she stood up and stripped for him. When her clothes were neatly folded by the side of her, she stood up straight, resisting the temptation to cover herself up. She wanted him to see her, to want her, her sex already dripped with need. She couldn't wait for him much longer; it was agony.

  Daryl began to remove his clothes. First, his shirt came over his head, giving her a chance to admire his chest once more. Then his jeans dropped to the floor, revealing the true extent of his erection. Painfully hard.

  “Lie down.”

  She did. He moved towards her, his eyes fixed on her wet sex, her pink lips glistening with her juices. Daryl knelt down, and pushed her knees apart. His finger drawing up along her sex, her juices gathering on his finger.

  “So sweet. I could smell you. When I’m a bear you smell sweeter than any honey I’ve ever found.”

  Her insides clenched as he bent his head down and licked her. His tongue slipping inside her sex until it crested on to her clit. She arched her back, craning her neck forward to watch him as he repeated his long, leisurely tasting of his mate.

  It was so good, his tongue expertly drawing soft whimpering noises from her. Now she was the animal, pitiful and wounded as he made her come with his fingers and tongue.

  Pushing deep inside her, his tongue circling her clit until she could stand it no longer. Her hands went to his hair, fisting it, pulling it as she came. Her juices flowing from her as her orgasm took hold and didn't let go until she was completely spent.

  Daryl panted. His hot breath on her thighs as he kissed her soft flesh. He gave her a moment to recover before he eased her up and onto her knees.

  She knew what he wanted, and braced herself with her hands on the forest floor while he mounted her. He pushed deep inside her in one swift movement. Her sex, already wet and ready, yielded to him, stretching around his thick girth.

  He placed his hands on her hips, and took her hard. This was the powerful bear, and he mated with her in a primal way, hard and fast, his seed spurting deep inside her. In a chain reaction, her overly sensitive body followed, her sex gripping him, making the friction between their bodies even more intense.

  He roared to the world. This was his home; this was his mate. He was all man, and all animal too.

  She lay naked in his arms until the air chilled. They made love once more. Daryl entering her from behind while they lay watching the water spill from the spring. His fingers leisurely stroked her clit. Occasionally playing across her breasts, tweaking her nipples. She leaned back against his shoulder and he kissed her mouth, her throat exposed to him. It was a sign of acceptance, a sign of his dominance over her body while they lay here in the forest.

  She could feel the magic of Bear Creek all around her, or perhaps it was just the magic created by their love. Kayleigh knew she would never leave here, or leave him.

  Telling her sister, though... That might take some doing. But she could put that off for a while and rejoice at having found her bear.

  The End

  Tamed By The Bear

  When Sam meets his bonded mate, he pledges to tame her heart, not break her spirit.

  Antonia has come to Bear Creek to find out exactly what is going on with her sister, Kayleigh. To be precise, she had come to make her see sense. There is no way Kayleigh should be marrying Daryl, a man she has only been dating for two weeks.

  And don't even get her started on his brother, Sam, there is certainly something weird about him.

  However, nothing can prepare her the truth.

  Now Antonia has two choices. Give in to her fate, or run as fast as she can back to her old life. This is a difficult decision for Antonia, who has sworn to stay away from men, and certainly NEVER have children. Yet is intensely drawn to Sam and what he wants to offer her.

  Torn between a past that haunts her and a man who wants her in his bed, she is a mixed up mess of confusion.

 
Sam, is stunned when he finds his mate. She's come to town to drag her sister away from Bear Creek and the bad influences that live there. Namely his brother Daryl.

  From the start Antonia thinks Sam is an idiot and tries to deny any attraction between them. But when secrets are revealed and bonds are tested, can he possibly win her over with understanding and kindness? Or will she leave him heartbroken and alone?

  Chapter One – Sam

  “I need to get on and do some work,” Daryl said, getting up from the table, leaving Sam with his half-eaten breakfast in front of him.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever known you work so hard,” Sam answered. Breakfast in Bear Creek’s diner had always been a daily affair for the two brothers. A time for them to meet up and talk. Now his brother had found his mate, Sam was often left alone to finish his food. He wasn’t bitter; he enjoyed seeing Daryl and Kayleigh so happy. The one thing it did was make him yearn for a mate of his own.

  “I have something to work for now. I want Kayleigh to have the wedding of her dreams.”

  Sam laughed. “I never thought I’d see the day when you took your responsibilities so seriously.”

  Daryl patted his brother on the shoulder as he left. “You just wait, Sam. When you find your mate you’ll know exactly how I feel.”

  “If that day ever comes,” Sam said. For once his light tone held a hint of something else. Longing.

  “It will,” Daryl assured him. “It will. You deserve it, Sam. You really do.”

  “We don’t always get what we deserve though, do we?” Sam said, looking up as Will and his biker buddies came in.

  Will smiled. “If it isn’t the lovesick brother.”

  “Morning, Will,” Daryl said lightly. “You’re in a good mood this morning.”

  “I certainly am. I have some business lined up, and that always makes me happy.”

  “So have I, so if you’ll excuse me...” Daryl went to walk out, but Will called him back.

  “If I could have a quiet word with you two,” Will said.

  “Now?” Daryl asked impatiently.

  “It’ll only take one minute,” Will said quietly.

  Daryl sat back down at the table, folding his arms in front of him. Sam recognised his brother's hostile behaviour. If Will was going to suggest a wild stag party, it would be turned down flat. Daryl took his new responsibilities seriously. He would never jeopardise his relationship for the sake of one wild night.

  Will leaned over and said, “I know your wedding is in a week or so, and I wanted to give you my gift now.”

  Sam looked up suspiciously. “He isn’t accepting anything that might upset Kayleigh.”

  “I wouldn’t dream of upsetting your mate. I like Kayleigh, you know that.” Will looked genuinely hurt.

  “I’m sorry, Will, that was out of order,” Sam apologised.

  Will waved his hand at Sam. “You’re only being protective. I get that. Anyway, the gift is, I’ll supply the bar for your wedding.”

  “I don’t know if I can afford your prices, Will, even wholesale,” Daryl answered.

  “You missed the part when I said this was a gift. I’ll cover the cost, plus give you a couple of my people to look after it all for you.”

  “That’s too generous, Will.” Now Daryl was suspicious.

  “Listen. This is my way of saying: I will not be attending your wedding. Not for any other reason than weddings make me feel ... uncomfortable.”

  Sam exchanged a look with Daryl; they both knew Will’s past. There was no way Daryl could turn down a generous offer like that without offending Will. “Thanks, Will. I’ll tell Kayleigh, she’ll be thrilled. Not about you not coming, though ... that will disappoint her, but she’ll understand.”

  “I’ll send someone round in a couple of days. You can let them know what you want and I’ll order it for you.” Will got up and went back to his crew, leaving Sam and Daryl alone again.

  “That’s one job off my list. Though I’m sure Kayleigh and Mom will find something to replace it with.”

  Sam laughed. “You can’t blame Mom for getting excited. She’s waited a long time for one of us to get hitched.”

  “I always thought it would be you first, Sam.”

  “Well ... one day. Now, if you don’t mind, I have a cold breakfast to finish eating, and you are supposed to be working.”

  Daryl got up, snuck one of Sam’s hash browns and headed for the door. Sam said something to him that he didn’t catch, but waved his prize in the air, not looking where he was going. The door opened and a stranger to the town walked straight into him.

  Sam would have laughed at the look of surprise on his brother’s face. He would have smiled when the woman berated him for knocking her purse out of her hand. Instead, he sat with his mouth open and his heart beating so rapidly in his chest he thought he was going to have a heart attack.

  Worse, he felt a rush of arousal, making his cock harden beneath the table. Adrenaline pulsed through his body and his fists clenched. He wanted to throw the table out of the way and punch his brother for upsetting his mate.

  The words reverberated around his head. His mate. His soul mate.

  There she was, standing in the doorway. Now she bent down, picking up the contents of her purse, while his brother squeezed past and made his getaway.

  Sam was out of his seat and on his knees helping her before he knew what he was doing, or what he was going to say. His tongue refused to work properly; the messages wouldn't get through from his brain. Now he realised what Daryl had been going through for months since he first set eyes on Kayleigh. It hit like a thunderbolt and left you floundering to realign your senses. This woman standing in front of him was the missing piece of him, the piece that made him complete.

  He looked up into her eyes, expecting some kind of realisation on her behalf. Some kind of reaction.

  Well, he got one - just not the one he expected.

  Chapter Two – Antonia

  She had only been in Bear Creek for ten minutes, and already she was convinced it was full of imbeciles and hillbillies. First, she had struggled to find the town; the road signs were not clear and only by chance had she ended up here. Did they purposely not want visitors?

  Then she had struggled to find the diner where Kayleigh worked. She had wanted to check it out before heading off to see her sister. Now, walking through the door, some rude jerk had run straight into her. Compounding that, another idiot was grovelling on the floor in front of her. He was trying to help her pick up the items that had dropped out of her purse. Including the packet of condoms she had brought with her to give to her sister. She hoped to make sure Kayleigh was practising safe sex.

  She made a grab for them just as his hand curled round the packet. Snatching them out of his hand, she shoved them back in her purse.

  “I can manage,” she said, scooping the rest of her things up and dumping them in her purse. The last thing she did was check she still had her wallet; she didn’t trust this man in front of her. She didn’t trust him at all.

  “I was only trying to help,” he said, looking at her all funny.

  “Thank you,” she said stiffly. The door banged into her and she found herself in his strong arms. How had he stood up so fast? She didn’t care; she simply wanted to get away from him. Right now, she was wishing she had gone straight to where Kayleigh was living. Checking out the diner was turning out to be a big mistake. However, she was here now and with people coming in behind her, it was easier to stay than to battle her way back to the door. She could certainly do with some coffee.

  “Are you OK?” he asked.

  She pulled back from him and straightened her skirt. “Yes. I just came in to grab a coffee.”

  “You're not from Bear Creek. I know, because I haven’t seen you around before.”

  “That’s right,” she answered, looking around for a table. Anything to get away from this guy.

  “Oh, here, come and sit with me.” He pulled out a chair, and between
him and the jostling of other customers, she ended up looking at him across the table.

  “Hi there. What can I get you?” the waitress asked.

  “Oh, coffee, please,” she answered.

  “Anything else?”

  “No, thank you,” Antonia answered, knowing it was too late now to just get up and leave.

  “Thanks, Kerry,” the man opposite her said. “Put it on my tab.”

  “No, thank you. I'll pay for it myself.” The look she gave the strange guy stopped him objecting.

  “No problem, can I get you anything else?” Kerry asked, giving the guy a come-to-bed look.

  Then it clicked: this guy was a ladies’ man. Fine. She would brush him off and he would move on. That made things a lot easier. Then he looked at Antonia again, and his expression made her feel so special inside she almost couldn’t bear it. To distract herself, she opened her purse and started putting everything straight.

  Raising her eyes to see him still staring at her, she said, “Don’t you think you should finish that?” She indicated his cold, congealed breakfast.

  “I’ve lost my appetite.”

  “Corny,” she murmured.

  “Here’s your coffee,” Kerry said, before he had a chance to speak. The waitress placed the cup down in front of Antonia. However, her attention wasn't on her job; instead, her fleeting glance caressed Antonia's companion.

  “Thank you,” Antonia said, picking the hot cup up and blowing on it. The quicker she drank it, the sooner she could get out of the door and away from this guy. He gave her the impression he was a potential stalker. She wasn’t going to give him any personal information about herself or why she was here. None at all.

  “So, what do you think of Bear Creek?” he asked.

  “It’s very ... mountainous.” She took another sip of her coffee, burning her tongue once more.