Bree rose to her feet and stood next to Blake. Slowly she entwined her fingers with his and gave his hand a warm reassuring squeeze.
“You heard the man,” she said. “Start talking.”
“You already know what they want,” the agent said. “They want all of you dead and then us, too! The general who authorized the operation wants to wipe out any evidence that it ever happened. If the public ever finds out he’ll be tried for war crimes and crimes against humanity. The government will fry his balls for dinner.”
“Where are they based?” Blake asked.
“I can’t say.”
“You can and you will,” Bree crossed her arms.
“What’s your name?” Anne spoke, startling everyone in the room.
“Harvey,” the agent said.
“Harvey, I’m sorry they’re being assholes to you, but CASO has been doing it to us for a long time. I just want a peaceful life where I can work in my garden and not have smoke bombs thrown over the fence. I want to be able to eat lunch without having to check the security cameras first. I want to sleep without having to have a knife under my pillow. So please, just tell us where they’re at!”
“Olivia liked to garden too. Although she always picked the vegetables too early.”
“They’re at the Empire State Building,” Bree said.
“What?” Greg asked.
Harvey’s eyes grew huge, “Can you read minds?”
“I wish,” she laughed and turned to Blake. “Cassie told us, remember?”
“Where else would someone build an empire in New York?” Blake laughed.
The group was silent for a long moment.
“We have our information,” Greg said, rising to his feet once again.
He circled Harvey and stood in front of him. Slowly he raised his gun and pointed it to the man’s forehead. Blake could smell the fear radiating from the agent. Harvey closed his eyes and resigned himself to his fate.
“Don’t!” Anne shouted and suddenly sprang between the gun and the agent.
“Get out of the way, Anne,” Greg said, through gritted teeth.
“He helped us! Don’t kill him!” she insisted.
“She’s right,” Blake nodded. “He’s going to lead us right into their headquarters.”
CHAPTER SIX
“You don’t have to sleep on the sofa,” Bree said, leaning on the back of the sofa.
She trailed her fingers gently over Blake’s stomach and chest. His eyes were still closed, but a grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. She trailed her fingers up his neck and traced his lips.
“Are you inviting me to your bedroom?” Blake asked, opening one eye.
“Yes,” Bree nodded. “We have a lot to talk about.”
Blake sat up and bent his head to either side. His neck popped and he stretched his arms high above his head. He had transformed earlier in the day, but his skin was already beginning to feel too small again. Whenever he thought about the danger they would be facing tomorrow night, the bear within threatened to rip through his flesh.
Bree rested her hands on his shoulders, “You’re too tense.”
“It comes along with guard duty,” he said pointing at Harvey who was asleep in the chair he was still bound to.
“You need to give the guy back his pants,” she laughed softly and began to massage Blake’s shoulders.
His muscles flexed and relaxed under her touch.
“Damn, that feels good,” he said relaxing into her touch. “I was considering making him raid CASO headquarters like that. He’s a coward. He doesn’t deserve dignity.”
“CASO’s a scary organization,” Bree said climbing over the back of the sofa and sitting next to him.
She entwined her fingers through his as she spoke.
“He was frightened.”
“That’s no excuse.”
“Maybe not, but Blake, I refuse to become like them. They stole my memories. They took everything good away from me. They changed my very DNA and now I can’t even use those alterations to protect myself. I want those bastards dead as much as you do, but I want clean humane kills. No torture. No humiliation. They might have added animal DNA to my body, but they didn’t take away my humanity. I am who I am and that’s not going to change.”
Blake wrapped his arm around Bree’s shoulders and kissed her temple. She moved so that her forehead rested against his.
“Do you know what I see when I look into your eyes, Blake?”
“What’s that?”
“I see a good person. If I look hard enough and concentrate I see years of memories with the man I fell in love with before CASO flopped out. I don’t see a soldier. I see a man fighting, because he was pushed into it. You were forced into it just like the rest of us, but you’re a good person, Blake. Don’t let them take that away from you. Tomorrow this all ends. Either they’re dead or we are. If I have to die tomorrow trying to be free of them I’m going to die knowing that they didn’t take my humanity away, Blake.”
Blake wrapped his arms around Bree and pulled her into his lap. He kissed her forehead and closed his eyes. Their bodies reacted to the closeness as if they had never parted. Bree bit her lip and looked up at Blake through her lashes.
“This is crazy,” she said and wrapped her arms around Blake’s neck.
“Love always is. It’s not supposed to make sense,” Blake chuckled.
He nuzzled his face into Bree’s neck and breathed in her scent. It was the same musky sweet scent that had enthralled him the day before on his way to the market. It was the same scent that had called to the most primal parts of his soul. It was almost surreal to be holding her in arms again.
His kissed her neck and Bree moved her hair, bearing her throat to him. The intimate gesture of trust sent a chill down Blake’s spine. He licked her pulse point, returning the favor. Bree sighed in pleasure and surrendered herself to him.
He kissed up her throat until his lips reached hers. His arms tightened around her and pulled her closer to him. Their bodies were pressed tightly together, but it still wasn’t close enough for either of them. Bree wrapped her legs around Blake’s waist and scooted closer to her torso.
Bree murmured in pleasure as Blake’s hungry mouth finally claimed hers. She leaned into the kiss, letting go of the walls she held so fortified for way too long. One by one they dropped, leaving her open to him. Their tongues met between their mouths and Bree began to grind against Blake’s lap. Deep within her body a hunger for her long-lost mate gnawed at her.
“Blake,” she whispered.
Blake nibbled her bottom lip and ran his fingers through her hair. He pulled her long dark hair loose from the scrunchie and tucked it into his pocket. Her long black hair fell free around her face and cascaded over her shoulders. He ran his fingers through and buried his face in it.
“Tomorrow we’re going to win, Bree,” he whispered. “I don’t give a damn what I have to do to ensure that.”
Their lips met again. Blake’s hand trailed under her shirt and caressed her back and her sides before slowly moving around to her stomach. He caressed the valley in between her breasts as their passionate kiss continued.
“You were always such a tease, Blake,” Bree laughed.
“I like driving you crazy. I enjoy making you squirm. I want you to want it so badly that you can’t help yourself,” Blake whispered and nibbled her earlobe. “I want to show you just how badly I want you.”
“Sorry,” Anne said creeping into the living room.
Her hand was over her eyes and her legs moved in awkwardly in an exaggerated effort to be silent.
“I just wanted to bring Harvey a blanket,” Anne squeaked.
“I have an idea, Anne,” Bree said sliding from Blake’s lap. “Why don’t you keep guard for a bit?”
“Really? You think it’ll be okay? I mean will Greg and Vixa get angry?” Anne asked.
“Maybe, but I know you’re strong enough. Besides I think Harvey likes you,” Bree smile
d at the other woman.
“Okay,” Anne nodded.
“Good night,” Bree said.
“Good night, guys!”
“Just call if you need any help,” Blake said.
Taking his hand, Bree led Blake up the stairs and into her bedroom. She crawled into bed and pulled him onto her. Their mouths met again in a passionate kiss. Blake’s hands trailed up her sides pushing her t-shirt up as they moved.
Bree moaned quietly into the kiss as her body came to life. Her every nerve felt raw. As Blake touched her he left behind a fiery trail of passion. She arched into him deepening the kiss and pressing her body into his.
Wanting to be closer to him she wiggled out of her shirt and tossed it aside. Blake looked down at her and his eyes trailed over her naked torso.
“You’re so damn beautiful, Bree. I want you so bad it hurts,” Blake said and kissed her again.
His hand cupped one of her heavy breasts. Her nipples instantly became erect under his touch and sent pleasure spiraling through her body. Blake’s body heat radiated through her, lighting a fire that she had forgotten ever existed. She trailed her hands over the nape of his neck and down his back.
She wanted to touch every inch of him. Bree wanted to feel her body pressed hard against Blake’s as her limbs quivered in pleasure. Blake gently massaged her breast as his other hand trailed down her stomach.
She arched her hips towards Blake’s hand as it slid into her pajama pants. He touched her through the fabric of her cotton panties. Slowly he traced the outline of her lower lips. Bree bit into his shoulder and moved against his teasing hand. Blake cupped the spot between her legs and his heat radiated through her.
His mouth claimed hers again as his fingers teased her through her panties. He traced her lower lips again and again before finally pushing past them to touch her soft folds. His nimble fingers quickly found her swollen pleasure nub and began to tease it. Bree moaned softly into the kiss.
“Touch me, Blake, and quit being such a fucking tease.”
“But you like when I tease you,” he smirked down at her.
His finger circled the passage to her body through her panties. Before Bree could reply, Blake’s hot breath danced across the sensitive flesh of her beasts. He gently kissed one nipple and then the other. Bree watched as he licked down the valley between her breasts.
She drew in a sharp breath of pleasure when his tongue flicked across the tip of one of her very erect nipples. Mesmerized by its quick movements over her flesh, Bree couldn’t look away as she moaned in pleasure. She rubbed her thighs together, together pinning his hand between them. Her hips arched against his hand as she used it to send electric spirals of pleasure through her body.
“You’re so hard, Blake,” she whispered. “I can feel you pressing against me. I want you so badly. Quit toying with me!”
“I’m not toying with you, Bree,” he met her gaze. “I’m merely taking you to brink of desire. I can’t be in the same room with you without wanting to touch you, caress you, and taste every inch of your body. Tomorrow’s going to be hell on Earth. I don’t know when we’re going to have this opportunity again so I plan to make the most of every last second we have together.”
Blake’s words evoked something primal within the she-bear. A low growl echoed from deep within her stomach as she looked into his eyes. For a brief moment her eyes flashed to the dark predatory eyes of a bear before returning to their very blue human shade.
Blake claimed her mouth again and pressed his lips hard against hers. Unable to wait any longer he pushed aside the fabric of her panties and touched her slippery wet folds.
“You’re so wet,” he growled in pleasure.
His fingers traced her intimate parts, dancing around her clit until she was bucking up against his hand. Her body cried out for his touch and the release of pleasure she could only find with her mate. Blake’s thumb brushed over her clit and she gasped in pleasure. As he massaged the sensitive nub waves of pleasure crashed over the she-bear.
Bree bit his shoulder again and moaned. Her nails grazed over his back as Blake worked two digits into her body.
“Oh, God, Blake! It’s been too fucking long!”
“I love this,” Blake said kissing her again. “I love feeling your body moving around my fingers. I can feel how wet and hungry you are for me.”
“I’m always hungry for you, Blake!” Bree dug her nails into his shoulders as his fingers brushed against her hidden g-spot.
Blake kissed her neck as his fingers moved slowly back and forth over the hidden spot deep within her body. Bree’s toes curled into sheets as she bit his neck.
“I want you so badly, Bree,” he murmured in her ear. “You smell so damn delicious!”
“Blake,” Bree moaned as he began to slide his fingers slowly back and forth mimicking the smooth easy rhythm of lovemaking.
“I love you so much, Bree. I’m never letting anyone take you away from me again. I’ll eat them. I’ll rip them asunder.”
“I love you too, Blake. Tomorrow no matter what happens, remember that!”
“I will, but don’t worry I’m going to make sure you’re around to remind me.”
Their lips met again and Bree wiggled out of her pajama pants kicking them off the edge of the bed. Her panties soon followed.
“Blake, I swear if you don’t take those damn jeans off I’m going to shred them!”
Blake quickly rose to his feet and stripped off the borrowed jeans. He kicked them across the room and crawled back onto the bed. Bree parted her thighs and he knelt between them. For a moment their eyes met and then each of the studied the other’s body. Tiny scars met with new scratches from the recent attacks. They were faded, because of their extra-human healing abilities.
“You are so beautiful, Bree,” Blake kissed her again.
Unable to deny her primal desires any longer Bree reached between their bodies and wrapped her fingers around Blake’s hard manhood. He throbbed against her palm as she guided him into her body. Her hands trembled as she wrapped them around Blake’s neck again. His body joining with hers felt so new and so familiar all at once.
“I love you, Blake,” she kissed his chin. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” Blake said and claimed her lips again.
Bree’s heart pounded against her ribcage as Blake began to move in small slow motions. He rocked his hips and his manhood caressed her inner folds brushing against places that had been left lonely for far too long. She held tight to his shoulders as her hips arched to meet each of his movements.
After a few moments of slow fumbling the pair recovered their rhythm that was stolen from them so long ago. Bree wrapped one of her legs around Blake’s waist to allow him to slide deeper into her body. She wanted to be as close to him as physics would allow her to be.
Blake’s thrusts came quicker and harder and Bree dug her nails into his back. Each thrust sent a delicious spiral of pleasure through her. Blake growled low in his throat as he thrust into her body. Her flesh gave rise to goose bumps as the friction built between her legs. Each thrust pushed her closer to the edge and she wanted nothing more than to jump into the oblivion that was Blake.
The fire in Bree’s belly flared each time Blake’s manhood brushed against her g-spot and the other sensitive pleasure points that her body had forgotten about. The fire spread throughout her body and she clung to Blake as the rest of the world faded away. Nothing else mattered, not even their upcoming raid on CASO. Sure, it was going to be nice to turn the tables, but it could wait.
Memories of brightly lit medical wards flashed through her mind only to be replaced by memories of Blake. They had met before CASO recruited them into the very well-paying experiment. They had been on the streets together. Blake had never known any other life and she ran away after her father died. He had saved her then too, from a life of bitter loneliness that left a bad taste in her mouth.
Whenever she was with Blake she felt sexy, confiden
t, and bold. She felt alive. In fact she had never felt more alive than she did right now, clinging to Blake as climax finally shook her body. Her long fingernails dug into his shoulders and a growl of pleasure bubbled over her lips. The primal sound startled her but only caused Blake to thrust faster and harder as he sought out his own release.
Their hungry mouths met again and their growls of pleasure mingled between them. Bree felt Blake’s manhood twitch inside of her, followed by the warm release of his seed. Blake kept thrusting until he rested soft inside of her boy with his head on her chest.
The pair panted for air as broad grins of primal satisfaction spread across their faces.
“That was intense,” Bree panted.
“That was fucking great,” Blake chuckled.
“I had forgotten that I had forgotten how great you were in bed,” Bree laughed.
“I’ll make sure to remind you more often.”
Cuddled together, sharing in their private moment of safety and satisfaction the lovers fell asleep. In her sleep Bree turned onto her side and pressed her back against Blake. Her curled around her protectively and kissed the top of her head.
Her body began to tremble and he opened his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he searched for the scent of a threat. It wasn’t until a soft patch of brown fur appeared on her arm that he understood what was happening. His own bear had called to hers. Bree was shifting for the first time since the fall of CASO.
Blake waited for her to wake, but she slept through the transformation of her body contorting and shifting into its other form. He rubbed his cheek against her soft fur and shut his eyes again. It felt good to no longer be the only bear in New York City.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Blake had begrudgingly accepted a ride in Greg’s taxi to retrieve a few items from his apartment. As a general rule the werebear avoided automobiles. Today he made the exception, because time was running short. In less than twelve hours they would be raiding the Empire State Building.
Bree had remained behind with Vixa and Anne. Together they were pouring over maps and looking into any online conspiracy theories that might relate to CASO. There wasn’t much to go on. They were going to have to rely on their own strengths and Harvey. The latter didn’t set well with Blake or Greg.
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