Alpha Bears And Brides (Red Lodge Bears) The Complete Collection

by Vivian Wood

  When he straddled her body, leaning forward to grasp her hands and drag them up over her head, she shivered with anticipation. Alex rolled her hips against him, urging him closer for a kiss. His erection prodded her belly as he obliged, giving her a chaste kiss before catching her lower lip with his teeth, nipping.

  She let out a soft gasp, rolling her hips again. Cam pressed her hands into the mattress and released them in favor of tracing the line from her neck down her shoulders, skimming his fingertips over her skin to pull her bra straps down. He tugged at her bra until her breasts were released, nipples already rising to taut peaks.

  “You have the most incredible breasts,” Cam said, shaping them with his scalding-hot touch.

  Alex arched her back when he brushed his fingertips over her nipples, causing heat to bloom in her core.

  “Ah,” she sighed.

  Alex couldn’t keep still, she had to touch him. She spread her hands out over the warm bare skin of his lower back, relishing the feel of the hard muscle she found there, evidence of his physical perfection. Cam lifted one heavy globe to his lips, flicking his tongue over her sensitive peak. Alex cried out and jerked, digging her nails into his back.

  “Cameron, please,” she said, pressing her body up, wanting more.

  He smirked and took her nipple into the lush heat of his mouth, giving her flesh a firm suck before he dragged his teeth over her aching flesh. Alex was desperate for more of his touch, but he had the upper hand. Frustrated, Alex pushed at his shoulders. When he moved off her body and sprawled out on the bed beside her, Alex was keenly aware that he’d let her, chosen to obey her wishes.

  Alex scooted closer and kissed him, running her fingertips down his toned stomach, exploring the ridge of muscle at his hip. She trailed her fingertips down the outside of his upper thigh, then back up, tracing the length of his erection with a feather-light touch.

  “You are asking for trouble, Alex,” Cam gritted out, but he made no move to stop her.

  Alex grinned and shot him a devilish glance before she rose to kneel beside him. She stripped his boxer briefs off, grateful for his help when he moved to accommodate her. Then Cam was completely bare before her, his cock jutting out proudly toward her. It was long and thick and perfect, nearly reaching his navel, big enough that she couldn’t close her fingers around it. She tested the theory by taking him in her hand, stroking his cock from the base to the tip, admiring the pearl of precum that seeped from the tip.

  She adjusted her position so that she could lean down and flick her tongue over the thick crown, swirling in a taut circle. A growl rumbled from Cam, deep in his chest, but when Alex glanced up his eyes gleamed with something like appreciation. Encouraged, she gave his cock another hard stroke and angled it closer before easing him into her mouth. He was too big for her to consider taking him fully, so she teased and sucked as much as she could comfortably, using her hand to stimulate him down to the root.

  “Fuck, Alex,” Cam said, his hands sliding into her hair.

  She satisfied her urge to pleasure him for less than a minute before he pulled her away forcefully, shaking his head.

  “No, no. I’ve waited too long to have you again. I’m not going to come in your throat,” he uttered.

  Alex licked her lips, shooting him a naughty smile.

  “Guess you’d better fuck me, then,” she taunted.

  Cam grunted, sitting up and pushing her onto her back.

  “I think there are some other things that need taking care of first,” he said, pinning her with his gaze and his hands.

  He slid his hands under her body to unhook her bra, flinging it aside, then pulled her panties down her legs, ripping them in his urgency.

  “I’ll buy you new ones,” he mumbled as he pressed her knees apart, spreading her legs and settling himself between them.

  This time Alex felt no hesitance when Cam leaned down and nuzzled her lower belly. He used two long fingers to spread her lower lips, purring with satisfaction when he found her wet and ready. His lips found her clit as he buried his face in her core, lips and tongue working her flesh in firm strokes.

  “Cam!” Alex shouted, sensation bursting to life throughout her body. Her core was molten hot, her skin flushed, her inner muscles already tensing.

  He murmured something against her, sliding a single thick finger deep into her slick, tight channel. Alex moaned when he pulled out, and cried out his name again when he rewarded her with two fingers instead. He flexed his fingers, fluttering the tips against that spot deep inside, making her body quake with the need for release.

  “Please, Cam, please,” she said, squeezing her eyes closed.

  Cam sealed his lips over her clit, sucking and teasing with his tongue as he worked his fingers in her core, pressing her g-spot. He shifted his body, his free hand tracing her thigh, trailing down to her core. Before Alex knew what was happening, he pressed a fingertip against the tight bud of her ass, penetrating her gently.

  Surprise undid her, shattering her body, sending heated pulses of pleasure shuddering through her core. She came in a sudden, hard rush, moaning and clutching at Cam’s shoulders, scoring his flesh with her nails. For a long moment she lost all sense of herself, devoured by pleasure, swallowed whole by sensation.

  When she floated back up to awareness, Cam had raised his face to watch her, licking her essence from his lips. He quirked a brow, making her flush; she couldn’t control herself around him, especially not when he did such dirty things with his fingers and mouth. She smirked, refusing to be teased.

  “Are you going to fuck me or not?” she asked, pretending at a casual tone.

  Cam’s eyes lit with a dangerous gleam, and the next the she knew Cam was flipping her over onto her stomach, his movements pleasingly rough. Cam grabbed a couple of pillows from the headboard and worked them under Alex’s stomach, angling her hips up and pressing her chest down into the mattress.

  Cam moved between her legs, gripping her hips, kneading her bare ass cheeks. He nudged her knees wide, baring and spreading her sex. He pressed two fingers inside her without notice, making her groan and tighten. He worked his fingers over her g-spot once more, preparing her body.

  “Tell me what you want, Alex,” he coaxed, his tone hungry. “Say, ‘Fuck me, Cam. I want your cock.’ I told you I was going to make you talk this time.”

  “I want you to fuck me, Cam,” she said, her voice breaking as he withdrew his fingers and teased her clit instead.

  “I want you to say please,” he ordered.

  “Please, Cam. I want— I want your cock,” she said, her face flushing.

  “Good girl,” he said.

  A note of anticipation hung in the air, the moment stretching between them, making Alex whine. Cam nearly destroyed her when he grabbed his cock, brushing the thick crown against her slick entrance, sliding it up and down, lubricating himself. Alex started to push back against him, but Cam took her by surprise, thrusting into her with one deep, punishing stroke.

  “Ah!” she cried, taken aback as her body stretched to take him all.

  “Fucking fuck,” Cam muttered, gripping her hips tightly.

  Alex recovered first, rocking her hips back and forth as she adjusted to the sensation of fullness. Cam steadied her movements, holding her and angling her body as he started to move. Slow at first, keeping his thrusts shallow.

  “You are so damned tight, Alex. Your body is so perfect, like it’s made for me,” Cam told her. He was only half talking to Alex, she realized, as he was focusing on the way their bodies joined. He seemed to be leashing himself more tightly than ever, keeping his thrusts light and measured. Alex didn’t want that, she wanted him hard, crazed, and wild.

  “God damn it, Cameron. Fuck me like you mean it,” she demanded.

  Cam stilled for a second, then chuckled. He withdrew and then slammed himself home, his hips slapping her ass as he drove his cock inside her, all the way to the base in one slick motion.

  “Like that?” h
e grunted.

  “Yes!” Alex cried.

  Cam slid out and then thrust again, and again. He held her hips, moving the angle a little at a time. At first she wasn’t sure what he was doing, but then he moved her just so. When he thrust again, heat exploded in her body, making her cry out. On the second stroke, white filled her vision for a moment.

  Alex made a strangled proclamation, and Cameron began to fuck her in earnest.

  “Guess I found it,” she thought she heard him say.

  She wasn’t sure of it, wasn’t sure of anything anymore. There was only Cam, only the way he pounded into her core, stretching and filling her with each heavy stroke. She was aware of the tension growing inside herself. Cam felt it too; she could tell by the way he moved faster and faster, harder and harder. The way his fingers dug into her hips, the heavy sound of his breathing growing louder and quicker.

  Cam leaned against her back, moving one hand around to her front, rubbing his fingers over her clit in at a feverish pace. He must be as close as she was, Alex realized. She shut her eyes and focused on the growing heat and pleasure at her center, at the ripples of fission Cam’s fingers and cock were causing.

  It built for a long moment, maybe an eternity, and then Alex found herself at the top of a precipice, looking down.

  “Oh, Cam, I’m—” she tried, but the orgasm took her first.

  The flames he’d stoked exploded inside her, a delicious, heavy, molten fire dragging her screaming over the edge. Alex’s body pulsed and rippled, her channel tightening around his cock, his name spilling unbidden from her lips.

  In the next moment, she felt Cam jerk and twitch inside her body, felt the welcome heat of his seed filling her body. He came in hard pulses, gritting out curses as he found his release.

  Alex let her whole body sag onto the bed, unable and unwilling to hold herself up for another moment. Cam withdrew and collapsed on top of her, muttering as he rolled to the side. He swept her hair up and away from her neck, then wrapped a thickly muscled arm around her waist and pulled them together, skin pressed to skin, head to toe. She looked down at Cam’s distinctive tattoos, thinking how they were already familiar to her, though her relationship with Cameron was still so new.

  “That was really… something,” Alex sighed, feeling utterly safe, protected, and cherished.

  “Just wait until I really start apologizing,” Cam said. She could hear the smile in his voice. “I almost ruined everything between us, just being an idiot and taking Wyatt’s advice.”

  “You were terrible,” Alex admitted.

  “I’m not letting you out of this bed until I’ve made every bit of it up to you,” Cam promised.

  Alex had not the slightest doubt that he’d live up to his word. In fact, she realized, trusting Cam felt natural. Innate, even.

  When he pressed his face to the back of her neck, his breath cool against her flushed flesh, Alex had the strangest feeling.

  Suddenly, for the first time in many years, Alexandra Hansard felt like she was really, truly home.

  85

  Fifteen

  “I have to admit, this feels a little ominous,” Gregor said as he joined Alex and Cam at a table at a Vietnamese lunch spot Alex had chosen. Gregor was casual today, Alex noticed, wearing a button down and jeans, looking every bit the handsome Alpha’s heir.

  Alex and Cam had spent almost a week straight in bed at their new house, barely surfacing for showers and Chinese takeout, but eventually they’d agreed that they should start nailing down some pieces of their new life together. Alex looked over at Cam, scoping out her mate’s body, biting her lip when she flashed back to an image of them in bed together.

  Cam cleared his throat and raised a brow, nodding toward Alex’s brother.

  Right. We’re here for a reason, Alex reminded herself. She repressed a laugh at her sex-addled brain, then got down to business.

  “Do you want something to drink?” Alex asked, trying to figure out the best way to tell her brother her big news. She’d worked out several theories over the last two days, but none of them seemed quite right now that they were face to face.

  “Do I need a drink for this news?” Gregor asked, turning to shoot Cam a look.

  “Just tell him, Alex,” Cam sighed, shaking his head and shifting to stretch in his seat like a contented feline.

  “Well… you know my project, the campaign I’m planning to do with the Alphas’ Council?” she said, beating around the bush a little.

  “Of course,” Gregor said, no-nonsense.

  “It’s going to have to wait for a little while,” she said, tracing the white paper on the tabletop with a fingertip.

  “Is that so?” Gregor gave her a calculating look.

  “Yeah. Like… maybe nine months?” Alex said, lifting her eyes in a coy, almost flirtatious expression.

  She could see the gears turning in Gregor’s head, see him fitting the puzzle pieces together.

  “Nine—” he started, then stopped. His expression turned dead serious. “Are you trying to say you’re with child, Alexandra?”

  Alex couldn’t help the grin that spread over her face.

  “I am,” she admitted.

  To her complete surprise, Gregor threw back his head and gave a deep, throaty laugh. He shook his head and rubbed a hand over his face, turning to Cam.

  “You son of a bitch. You solved your Alpha problem pretty well, didn’t you?” Gregor said. He didn’t sound the least bit angry, only amused.

  “What do you mean?” Cameron asked.

  “God, neither of you even know, do you?” Gregor sighed. “My father made two declarations a few days ago. One, he’s officially claimed Alex as one of his children.”

  Gregor shot Alex a heavy look even as Cam cocked his head, interested.

  “And the second?” Alex asked.

  “The first of his children to give him a grandchild becomes his heir. In your case, Alex, that would make Cameron the next Alpha of the England clan.”

  “What?” Alex and Cam both said at the same time, loud enough to draw stares from the other restaurant patrons.

  Gregor just shrugged and leaned back in his seat, a smirk on his lips.

  “I thought you were the England heir,” Cam said, his gaze intent on Gregor.

  “Well… I might have revealed some of my… proclivities… to my father recently. I realized that if I go public with my sexual preferences, I’ll face a lot of controversy from our clan. If I don’t, I’ll be saddled with a female mate, which would be making two people live a lie. It’s not worthwhile. I want to be free to live my life,” Gregor explained. “With me out of the way, my father had to make some drastic decisions.”

  “Gregor, I’m so sorry,” Alex said, her joy draining away.

  “No, no. I’m really not sad about it. It’s better this way. Now I can find someone who’s right for me, instead of mating some old battle axe who’s in need of a beard,” Gregor said, flicking his fingers dismissively. “And I can start wearing pastels, too.”

  Cam laughed, and Alex turned to him with wide eyes.

  “Is this something you’d consider?” she asked her mate.

  “Maybe,” he said, giving her a shrug. “We’d have to talk about it, decide what’s best for us.”

  “You two are already a boring old mated couple,” Gregor groaned. Turning to find the waiter, he called out. “Can we at least get some pho over here? These two are killing my buzz.”

  “Well, this is unexpected,” Alex said, taking a sip of her Thai iced tea.

  “You’re one to talk,” Gregor replied. “Speaking of which, when’s my nephew or niece coming?”

  “We’ve got some time,” Alex assured her brother. “Months and months for you and Bette to plan me a baby shower.”

  Everyone laughed, and Alex allowed herself to relax. Under the table, Cam reached out and took her hand, squeezing it tightly. She shot him a happy look, realizing that everything in her life was coming together.

 
“Wait until we tell my parents,” Cam told her. “My mother is going to be over the fucking moon. If you were fulfilling her dreams before, now you’re going to kill her and send her straight to Berserker heaven.”

  “Maybe tomorrow. I’ve had plenty of excitement for one day,” Alex sighed. “For now, this is enough.”

  And it really, truly was.

  Finn’s Conviction Cover

  86

  One

  Finn Beran shoved a hand through his already-disheveled mahogany hair, running it up from the close-cropped back and sides to ruffle the longer strands at the top. He looked over at his brother Noah, feeling that uncanny identical twin mirror magic. He was looking at himself, if his hair were a little shaggier, his clothes a little more preppy, his face clean-shaven.

  Until six months ago, Finn had been nearly the same, a clean-shaven guy in dress slacks and a button up. Your average middle school teacher, right down to the finest details. Now, though, he’d started making some big life changes. His job and home were the first things to change, and then his style. He’d let a little stubble grow on his chin and cheeks, just enough to still look well-groomed. He’d left business dress behind,

  His twin brother Noah shot him a look, a mere raise of a brow really, but Finn instantly knew Noah’s precise thought. Noah’s bright turquoise eyes glinting with humor.

  Playing with that faux hawk of yours again, Finny? Noah seemed to say. If they were alone, Noah wouldn’t have kept his teasing restrained to a mere pointed look. Lucky for Finn, they were jammed into a table at Finn’s favorite craft beer pub. The music was loud, the lights dim, the servers good-looking with bad attitudes. A typical Portland bar, and one Finn frequented regularly, not just when he had visitors in town, as was the case today.

  Five visitors to be precise, though the fifth party had yet to show. His current company included his brothers Noah and Cameron, with their mates Charlotte and Alex. As for beautiful blonde Charlotte, Finn knew her intimately; as intimately as one could, since he and Noah had shared a night in her bed, a wild and drunken threesome that Finn wouldn’t soon forget. Though he should, since it made Finn feel awkward around Charlotte, who was probably one of the nicest people in the world. She seemed to have genuine affection for him, to see him as a person apart from Noah, the more charismatic and outgoing twin.