Bearing Up In Wolf Rock (A BBW Bear Shifter Romance) (Wolf Rock Shifters) (14 page)

“Maybe you should have considered all this when you decided to become television stars.” Maddox was fuming now, unwilling to allow any of the fault in this mess to lie with his brother. “It might inter
est you to know that Corgan was very deliberately protecting your pack, your hideaway here in the bush.”

“Is this true?” a
sked Tristan, looking at the younger bear shifter who was sitting calmly, grateful to be on the mend.

“Yes. There are things you don’t know. And I think it’s time you learned about them.
Maybe we can help each other.”

“Let’s go into the living
room then, and you can tell us. Is he all right to walk, doctor?”

Doctor Cooper nodded. “But nothing strenuous,” he said. “No attacking anyone, particularly men with guns.”

“Understood,” said Corgan, a note of reluctance in his voice.

A good percentage of the pack was at the cabin now, having made their way there when they’d received word that the bears were present. They were curious as much as anything, but their inner wolves also sensed change in the air, and difficulties ahead.

Corgan sat on one of the large armchairs designed to hold a curled up wolf, and explained.

“There is a movement that you may have heard something about. Almost like a cult. It’s not just in this country; it’s all over the world. People—men mostly—who want to eradicate shifters. I came upon them via the web. I’ve done some hacking in my life, I’ll admit, and I know how to find things that are encrypted or well hidden. One day I was fishing around, seeing how much damage you guys had done with your stupid
TV show…”

Tristan emitted a low growl. Even though he bore no real responsibility for the show, as alpha it was his duty to stand up for the pack.

“Sorry,” said Corgan. “It just wasn’t my thing. I didn’t mean to offend.”

“Let’s keep the insults out of it and get to the point,” said Nikki, who was standing at her alpha’s side.

“Right. Well, the site moves around. The last I saw of it, they were calling the website ‘
hunter-games.’
There was talk of a competition; whoever could bring a shifter down first was to get some sort of prestigious award.”

Corgan
looked around the room, making eye contact with each shifter in it.

“Look,” he said, “We all know there are people like us all over the world. But the fact is that there is a giant target on
your
backs, because people now know where Wolf Rock is. I knew from reading encrypted messages that a few of the hunters, if you can call them that—they’re not all very competent—were on the lookout for this place. I saw coordinates, estimates of the location. So I came to take them down.”

“I don’t understand,” said Tristan. “Why didn’t you just contact us? Warn us? We’re good at
seeking and hunting, you know.”

“It’s personal,”
Corgan said, his voice suddenly sounding more animal than human. Kyla looked at him, her eyes welling with tears. She imagined the young boy whose innocence was ripped away in front of his eyes.

“It wasn’t the right way to go about it,” Maddox stepped in now. “But
Corgan has regrets about that. Don’t you, brother?”

“I do. And I’m sorry to have caused problems for your reputation. I was only trying to protect and preserve our kind.”

“It’s over now, and your part is done, so there’s no point in dwelling on it,” said Tristan. He scratched his stubble-coated chin. “It’s good that you’ve told us, and I’m not deeply concerned that Peterson or this Hicks fellow are going to press charges. They’d have to admit what they were doing.”

“Well, even if they didn’t admit it, there’s tons of evidence
of their attempts at murder. All of Peterson’s weapons, for one thing,” said Kyla. “They’re in a cave miles away, but well hidden.”

“Good. We should get those here and keep them concealed.
Dascha, you could take some of the guys and go get them. Get Corgan to give you directions. Meanwhile we’ll need to be vigilant here. It’s possible that no one else will come, but you never know.”

“Agreed,” said Maddox.

“
You
need to leave, however,” Tristan said, looking at the older of the two grizzly shifters. “And so does your brother.”

Kyla gasped, her voice choking in her throat. She wanted to protest, but she knew as well as anyone that you don’t argue with the alpha on matters such as these.

Nikki looked at her sympathetically. She knew how little Kyla wished to be separated from Maddox.

“You may stay for the night. I’m sure you’re tired. But you’ve both proven yourselves reckless and I can’t have my pack worrying about what you might do next. I’m sorry, but you need to head to town or further
until we’ve sorted all of this out.”

Tristan looked at Kyla, his expression a mixture of kindness and authority. She chose to be grateful that she would get to see Maddox for one night, at least.

The only alternative was to hate her alpha.

When the pack had largely dispersed, Kyla took Maddox’s arm.

“
Corgan can take one of the spare rooms,” she said, smiling at him. “And you can sleep with me tonight, since you’ll have to leave tomorrow.”

At first
Maddox grinned back at her, his crooked, charming dimpled expression taking up residence on his face.  Then, abruptly, he went serious.

“I’m not so sure that’s a good idea, Kyla,” he said.

She felt gutted. If she could only have one more night with this man, she wouldn’t—couldn’t—spend it under the same roof but in different beds.

“Why not?” she whispered, not trusting her voice not to betray her hurt feelings.

“Because I’ll probably be leaving here for good and I think we’re getting too attached to one another.”

This meant that she wasn’t the only one who felt it
; the connection between them
.
It was the first time Maddox had admitted any sort of feelings other than animalistic attraction. He’d come close, she thought, the previous night. But she wasn’t sure that he was really planning to admit an emotional bond.

“Do you have to? Leave, I mean?”

“I don’t know what I’d do here.”

“Me,”
she thought.
“You’d do me.”

“Well, if you can’t think of a reason to stay,” she said instead. “
Then I suppose you shouldn’t. Meanwhile, I’m going to go to my room.”

With that, she turned away, the tears coming now, and walked up the stairs. She waited until she was in her room with the door closed to allow her hands to come up to her face and meet her sorrow.

It bothered her to feel so at the mercy of a man. Kyla had never been in love; at least she didn’t think she had. Men were to be avoided, or at least, emotional attachments and reliance on them were. And yet she felt as though life would end the moment Maddox walked out of it, and she wasn’t sure why.

“Is this love?” she asked herself. “Is it really this painful? Because if it is, I don’t think I really need it.”

She stripped naked and threw a robe on, showering before crawling into bed, hoping to be able to find her way towards sleep so that she could forget for a few hours what was happening. It was early yet, but she didn’t want to stay awake, to confront the reality that the most exciting man she’d ever met was about to leave her life.

She closed her eyes, asking her innermost self what would come next
; hoping for another vision that would reassure her about life and the future. But there was only darkness, and the odd flash of Maddox’s smiling face. With it came a joy, but also a sort of aching jealousy of the woman who would end up with him one day. He wasn’t the easiest man in the world, but he was lovable to the core, with all his flaws and all his strength, and she couldn’t imagine designing a better man for her. She only wished she could say it to him.

With those thoughts in her mind, she drifted to sleep
, exhausted.

That night, Tristan assigned four of the larger males the role of lookout. Their job was to stalk around the cabin, ensuring that there were no intruders about, and if they smelled humans they were immediatel
y to come and warn the others.

The rest of the
pack slept in the cabin, most of them in wolf form since it was easy to curl up on the floor of the large living room. But the night passed without incident, at least downstairs.

***

Kyla awoke around two a.m. in the midst of a wonderful dream in which her pussy was being tenderly licked, fingered and massaged by a man with extremely gifted hands and an even better tongue.

But w
hen her eyes opened she realized that it was no dream.

Maddox’s face was between her legs and he was devouring her. It took a moment to register what was actually happening and
to decide whether she was awake, but Kyla found herself looking down at him, astonishment on her own face. How had he managed to sneak in so quietly? How had he…?
Why?

His eyes were closed and he was dipping his tongue inside her, letting out quiet moans as he took in her scent and her taste.
The sensation was astounding as his tongue slid its way up and flicked softly at her clit, his fingers splaying her open so that he could access each nerve ending. With his lips he sucked delicately on her lips, kissing her before dipping his tongue back into her opening and exploring her channel.

“I want to ask what you’re doing,” Kyla moaned, “but I’d have to
be awfully stupid not to know.”

“I’m eating…
your…gorgeous…pussy,” he said between licks. “And it’s so fucking delicious.”

“
Mmm, yes you are. But what, may I ask, prompted this? I thought…”

She stopped herself there, not wis
hing to accuse him of aloofness, and not wanting to expose her feelings.

Maddo
x stopped what he was doing and looked up at her.

“I woke up thinking about you. Thinking about death. Thinking about life. And suddenly I wanted nothing more than to lick you and make you come for me. So if it’s okay with you, I’m going to do that. I’m going to lick your pretty
, moist, delicious lips and nibble on your perfect clit until I feel your shuddering, intense orgasm, and then if you let me, I’m going to plunge my hard, throbbing cock deep inside you and fuck you while I stare at your gorgeous face, until I explode inside you.”

“Oh my God,” she said. “
I like it when you’re direct.”

“I like being direct. Sometimes,” he said before getting back to the task at
hand.

Kyla parted her thighs, giving Maddox full access, as her hands
slid up to her breasts. She circled her nipples with her fingertips and gently pinched them between each thumb and index finger, hardening them, thinking about the extraordinary cock that was going to enter her when she’d exploded in waves for Maddox.

The bear moved his mouth away now and looked at Kyla’s pussy, smiling, as he rubbed her with his fingers
, squeezing her lips gently between them, slipping a fingertip over her wetness to tease her gently.

He w
atched her play with her nipples, enthralled, as he stroked the pink softness, sliding his fingers along her slick flesh, kissing her delicate lips before plunging three fingers inside her.

This made her raise her hips and moan, thrusting herself
forward to pull him in deeper inside her.

“
Oooh yeah,” he said as he slid his thick fingers in and out, watching her writhe under his touch. “That’s my girl. She’s so good. She loves to be fucked, my wolf girl.”

Kyla let out a gentle growl which sounded more like a purr as Maddox began to lick her again, his fingers fucking her gently and then harder, harder, plunging deep into her
eager channel.

He sucked on her clit now, his tongue dancing in small circles around it
s circumference and finally settling in, stroking her in perfect unison with his thrusts.

“Oh God
, Maddox, I’m going to…”

A series
of small explosions set off inside her now, coming from her center and working their way outwards. Kyla felt her nipples grow harder, her clit grew hotter and she felt her cunt grasp Maddox’s long fingers, not wanting to release them until her hunger was sated.

“I need that cock of yours,” she said. “In my mouth or my puss
y. Just give it to me now. Please.”

Maddox sat
up now and eased his hands behind her back, lifting her towards him so that her thighs split open around his hips. He eased his way into her, lowering her onto his thick shaft, and she wanted to cry out in ecstasy at the tightness of his giant cock between her swollen lips.

“You like that?” he asked, staring into her light blue eyes.
She felt an aggression in him as she eased up and down, his bear coming out to play, but a gentleness too, as if what he wanted most of all was to please her. “You like my big cock?”