by Kim Fox
Contents
Copyright
About
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Epilogue
Back Matter
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Grizzly bear shifter, Cole Richardson, has been a ladies’ man since the first time he flashed his dimples at his babysitter. Bringing home girls and showing them the night of their lives has always been easy for him, but what hasn’t been easy is keeping them around past lunch time.
Curvy chef, Jennifer Brady, just got a new job at the Wilde Ranch Inn and her new boss Cole is helping her heat up the kitchen. Even when the ovens are off.
Jennifer is determined to keep the relationship professional but the sexy bear shifter with the nice eyes and filthy mouth has other ideas. Will the heat between these two turn to ice when Jennifer finds out the real reason why Cole hired her?
one
There’s nothing like waking up with bare breasts pressed against my ribs. On both sides.
Cole’s sleepy face curled up into a wide grin as he looked down at the twins sleeping on him. Agatha and Olga. Ugly names but beautiful tits.
“Wake up, ladies,” he said, slapping the ass of the blonde on his right. She moaned as she opened her eyes and looked up at him with a tired but satisfied gaze.
“Are you horny again?” she asked as her twin sister woke up beside her.
“Always,” Cole said as Agatha (or was it Olga?) dragged her fingertips over the ridges of his abs.
“Are you going to call us?” the second sister asked, looking up at him with hopeful eyes.
Cole sighed. Why did girls always have to ruin the fun by expecting more? It was almost enough to make him lose his boner.
“Sure,” he said, tapping her back with his big hand. “I’ll call you guys.”
The two sisters looked at each other with unamused expressions on their pretty faces. “He’s not going to call,” one of them said.
“Nope,” the other replied, shaking her head.
You’re both right. I’m probably not going to call.
“If he’s not going to call, then I’m not giving him anything,” the girl on his right said, hopping out of bed and grabbing the shirt that was hanging from the ceiling fan.
Cole groaned as he took one last look at her delicious curves before they disappeared under her shirt.
“Me neither,” her sister said, sliding out of his arms and hurrying across his trailer with her arm pressed against her breasts, covering her perfect pink nipples. She grabbed the tight red dress that caught Cole’s eye at the bar last night and slipped it on.
Cole stayed in bed, his dick rock hard under the sheets as he watched them slip on their high heels. “At least stay for some coffee,” he said. And maybe even a blow job.
The girl in the red dress strutted back to the bed, swaying her thick hips and making Cole’s dick even harder. Her big breasts were spilling out of the top of the dress in a beautifully arousing way.
“We’ll see you around, Cole,” she said, leaning on the bed and giving him a soft wet kiss on his lips. He reached for her tempting body to pull her back onto his bed where she belonged but she wiggled free.
“That was fun,” her sister said, coming in next. She gave him another kiss, biting his bottom lip and pulling it as they broke apart. “Too bad you weren’t going to call or we could have done it again this morning.”
Cole groaned, his dick throbbing. You should have lied.
“Wait,” he said as they strutted to the door with their high heels clicking on the floor. “We can still do it again.”
They each blew him a kiss and then disappeared out the door.
“Fuck,” Cole groaned as he looked up at the ceiling. How could they leave him with a hard-on like this?
How could he still have a hard-on was the better question. He had fucked the twins in so many positions last night that the writers of the Kama Sutra would have been taking notes.
“I’m starving anyways,” he muttered to himself as he got up, pushing his dick down in an unsuccessful effort to tame it.
There was more where that came from. Cole had always been a real ladies’ man. They were drawn to him like Donald Trump to a Twitter battle.
Women loved his big muscular body, gentle face, and nice smile. His look was hot but also very non-threatening at the same time and he always seemed to have the right words to say to get the panties sliding down. His first bed had so many notches carved onto it that it eventually collapsed.
He threw on a pair of faded jeans and an old shirt, and walked outside for some much-deserved breakfast.
It was another spectacular day on the beautiful Wilde Ranch. The sun was shining and the wind was blowing, making the broken gate squeak on its rusty hinges. Cole could wake up to this for a hundred years and never get tired of the view. Tall trees against the backdrop of even taller mountains, showing off the steady patience and incredible strength of Mother Nature.
Cole took a deep breath of the clean fresh air as he walked through the field of colorful wildflowers to the picnic tables where the crew was eating their breakfasts and laughing about something.
“Two girls?” Joan said, shaking her head as she watched him approach. “Geez, save some sluts for the other horny guys in town.”
“Yeah,” Ashton groaned, mixing his oatmeal with his spoon.
The whole crew was up on the beautiful summer morning, eating breakfast outside on the picnic table. Cole just ignored them all as he walked over, his eyes locked on the coffee pot.
“They’re twins,” he said, grinning as he poured himself a cup of coffee. “They were a package deal.”
Gunner shook his head as he bit into an apple. “Did they have to scream so loud all night?”
Cole flashed him a smirk. “They did,” he answered. “Because I was fucking the shit out of them. And when I get going, the girls start screaming.”
“I think we all know that by now,” Ashton said, his shoulders slumping forward.
Rhett looked at his watch and jumped up.
“Gotta go to work,” he said, taking one last sip of his coffee. He straightened the police badge on his shirt and walked over to Joan, giving her a kiss on the lips.
Cole glanced over at Gunner. The lion shifter flinched as he turned away with cold flat eyes. The poor guy was still really hung up on Joan. He had confided in Cole about it a few times over the past few weeks but anyone could see it clearly: He was in love with her.
“I’ll see you later, guys,” Rhett said. He glanced over his shoulder at the barn where they had finally finished all of the renovations. “I can’t believe that’s the same barn. You guys did a great job.”
Cole smiled. They had all pooled their meager savings and renovated the abandoned barn on their property into a six-room bed and breakfast with a tiny restaurant with twelve tables for the guests and locals to eat at. There were a lot of tourists showing up in the town of Colwood lately to try and spot a shifter and the Wilde Crew was taking advantage of it by offering them a place to stay.
Rhett kissed Joan one last time and waved as he walked to his car. “Bye, guys.”
Everyone said bye back, except for Gunner who just mumbled something under his breath as he gritted his teeth.
The dozens of ravens hanging out on the ranch exploded into the air as Rhett started the car, following him out like a dark cloud.
“We’re going to have a business soon,” Ashton said, motioning to the barn with his eyes. “We can’t have girls screaming all night while we have guests staying in the inn.”
“Why not?” Cole said, sliding down into the spot where Rhett had been sitting. “The women will be welcome to come and join me. You’re just jealous.”
“I’m not jealous,” Ashton snapped back.
“He’s jealous,” Rory said with a chuckle. He was wearing his cowboy hat again. He never took it off these days.
Ashton shot him a warning look that had the wolf shifter cringing backward.
“Why is he jealous?” Joan asked, tilting her head as she looked at Ashton.
“It’s been a while,” Rory said, trying to hold back his laughter.
“No, it hasn’t,” Ashton said, narrowing his eyes on him. “Okay, maybe a little while.”
“How long?” Joan asked, looking concerned.
“It’s just a little dry spell,” Ashton said, tugging at his collar nervously.
“Dry spell?” Cole repeated with a laugh. “More like a Sahara-fucking-desert spell.”
Gunner chuckled. “If his spell was any dryer, he would dry up to dust and blow away.”
“Oh no. When was the last time that you got laid?” Joan asked with a raised eyebrow.
Ashton’s cheeks turned the color of the apple in Gunner’s hand as he frowned at Joan. “That’s really none of your-”
“Two years,” Cole said, interrupting him.
“Two years?!?” Joan said, slapping the table in shock.
“Well, when you put it like that, it sounds pretty pathetic,” Ashton said, lowering his head with a sigh.
Joan was staring at him in disbelief. “But you’re hot, muscular, a bit of a dick but you can pretend to be nice for a night. What the hell? Two years?”
Ashton groaned. “We were in the military and we hardly met any women and I’ve been focusing on my boxing lately,” he said defensively. “I don’t have time to meet any girls.”
“Enough with the excuses,” Joan said, squeezing her hand into a fist. “We need to get you laid. ASAP-in-the-V. All hands on deck for this one boys.” She stood up and held her fist out. “The first official mission of the Wilde crew is to get Ashton’s dick wet. And not from his own bottle of lube this time. I’m talking about pussy. Wet juicy pussy.”
“Fuck yeah!” Cole said, pointing at the crazy female bear shifter. “That’s why you’re our alpha!”
Ashton just sat there with his head shaking, staring into his lap. “This is a bad idea.”
“Come on,” Rory said, slapping Ashton’s back. “We’ll find you a girl.”
“And she’s going to be hot and ready,” Joan said with a crazed grin on her face. “And this time it will be your dick keeping everyone up by making a girl scream her head off.”
“You think?” Ashton asked, raising his head. He was looking like he was warming up to the idea. After two years of not getting laid, he’d better be.
“We know,” Rory said with a confident nod. “Our alpha gave us our first mission and we’re going to make it happen.”
“What about you?” Ashton asked, raising his eyebrows at the wolf shifter. “How long has it been for you?”
“I have a girl waiting for me,” Rory said, glaring back at him. “You know that.”
Ashton’s eyes softened as he looked at Rory. “She’s not waiting for you, Rory,” he said. “You have to get past that.”
“What’s going on?” Joan asked, looking confused. She hadn’t heard about the girlfriend that Rory grew up in love with. She was back where he came from, probably getting gang banged by the whole wolf pack and loving it. She wasn’t welcome here as far as Cole was concerned.
“Now is not the time,” Cole said, flashing Ashton a dirty look. “He’s just trying to get the attention off himself. We’re getting you laid.”
“Good luck with that,” Gunner said with a laugh. “We spent all of our money on the renovations. If we can’t afford to pay a girl, then it’s not going to happen.”
“Yes, it will,” Joan said, waving a dismissive hand at him. She pointed at Cole and grinned. “We have Colwood, Montana’s biggest ladies’ man on our side. You can just take one of his reject bitches.”
Ashton climbed out of the picnic table, shaking his head in embarrassment. “This is humiliating,” he muttered to himself. He glanced over at the forest in the distance. “I’m going to go let my bear out. When I come back, I don’t want to hear about this anymore.”
“At least try to get your bear laid,” Gunner said as Ashton stormed away. “Go fuck a pine tree or something.”
Ashton gave him the middle finger over his head as he marched to the forest with tight shoulders.
“So uptight,” Gunner said with a grin.
“Because he needs to get laid,” Joan said. “Let’s get it done. Any ideas?”
“We can order him a blow-up doll,” Gunner said.
“Or sign him up for online dating,” Rory offered.
“Hmmm,” Joan said, tapping her lips with her finger as she thought about it. “Cole is the expert in crushing poon. I’m going to put you in charge.”
“Why him?” Rory complained.
Joan laughed. “Because his dick smells like twin pussy right now and yours probably smells like ball sweat.”
“Okay,” Rory answered with a frown. “That’s fair.”
“Well, if you matchmaking gurus have this covered,” Gunner said, getting up. “I’m going to go to my appointment.”
Rory chuckled. “Have fun at the salon.”
“Get the expensive nail polish,” Cole teased. “You deserve it!”
“Why are you guys making fun of me?” Gunner asked with a look of confusion on his face. “Nail maintenance is an important part of life.”
“Totally,” Joan said, trying to hide the laugh that was bubbling out of her.
Gunner frowned at her. “I don’t get you guys at all.” He walked away shaking his head.
Cole never understood Gunner’s obsession with his nails. He was always going for manicures and obsessively trimming his fingernails and toes. Gunner was as tough as real nails and he was the last person you would expect to go for weekly salon visits. It must be a lion shifter thing.
Joan tapped her chin as she looked up at the bright sunny sky in thought. “Where can we find some sluts? If I was a slut, where would I be?”
Cole sipped on his coffee, smiling as he watched her insane mind think it through.
“If I was a dirty turbo slut,” she said, pinching her bottom lip between her finger and thumb, “I would probably be at the bu
s station giving handjobs in the men’s bathroom. Maybe we could go to the bus station and check there?”
Cole laughed. “Why don’t you leave this to me, fearless alpha?”
“Okay,” she said with a shrug. “I have interviews to do anyways.”
“Interviews?” Cole asked, raising an eyebrow. “What interviews?”
“For the inn,” she said as she got up from the table. “You didn’t expect us to do all of the work ourselves, did you?”
“That’s why you’re our alpha!” Cole said, smiling wide. “I love this girl!”
“Here is the first girl now,” Joan said, looking over Cole’s shoulder to the road.
He turned with a grin. Girl? Getting Ashton laid would be easier than ever. The girls would be coming onto the ranch all day for interviews. He just had to pick one and talk Ashton up.
A red car pulled into the ranch and parked next to the old gray pickup truck that they had bought for five hundred bucks. It didn’t work too well but it was the cheapest one the used car lot had.
Cole squinted, trying to see in through the glare of the windshield.
The door swung open and she stepped out with her ash-blonde hair flowing in the light breeze.
Perfect.
Ashton was as good as fucked.
two
“We have our girl,” Cole whispered to Joan as the interviewee stepped out of her car.
She had long ash-blonde hair that really made her green eyes pop and nice curves that had Cole’s boner returning. Maybe I’ll keep her for myself. No, Ashton needs this more than I do.
The girl smiled shyly at them as she closed the door and walked over.
Her hips were big and curvy, swaying as she walked. She had tight jeans on and a white tank top that looked both professional and sexy at the same time.
“She’s perfect,” Joan whispered, nudging Cole with her elbow. “Ashton will love her.”
