Bear Necessities by Dana Marie Bell Page A

happy to fill him
in. “Not sausage?” He pointed to his groin and waggled his eyebrows.
    She
giggled. “Alex!”
    “Fine.”
He stood up and tugged her out of the bed. “Yoga, shower, then food.”
    “Then
work.”
    He
grinned. “You going to do some ink on me?”
    She
stumbled. One finger traced the Ursa Major stars on his lower back. “What
kind?”
    The
heat in her voice had him nearly growling with need. “You’ll see.”
    “I
should hope so if I’m going to be tattooing you.” She settled back, ready to
watch him stretch.
    He
unpacked his iPod and plugged it in, selecting the music he’d learned put him
in the best frame of mind for his meditation. He settled into the routine,
ignoring her start of surprise at his choice of music. Granted, not many of his
friends were familiar with Loreena McKennitt, but the Celtic music soothed him,
the woman’s voice and style calming the beast in him.
    “Damn.
Just…damn. I’m going to like mornings with you. Naked yoga doesn’t sound nearly
so skuzzy now.”
    He
felt his cheeks flush again and glared at her. The lust on her face was making
this difficult. Triangle pose was a real bitch with a hard-on. “Tabby,” he
growled, moving to Proud Warrior, arms outstretched, legs wide, his weight
evenly balanced between his straight back leg and his bent front one. His
erection bobbed between his legs, shooting the calm he was aiming for all to
hell.
    “Sorry.”
She headed into the bathroom to presumably take care of business. Once she was
out of sight, he was able to concentrate on the movements of his body, allowing
his muscles and mind to ease into his day. He slipped into the final pose, legs
crossed, hands resting on knees, his eyes closed. A fine sheen of sweat covered
his body. His slow breath cleansed his mind. He felt invigorated and completely
at peace.
    “You
finally done, Gandhi? I have bacon to hunt down.”
    He
opened one eye. “You’re going to be a serious pain in my ass about this, aren’t
you?”
    She
leaned against the doorjamb and smirked at him, showing fang. “What part of
hungry carnivore did you not get?”
    He
shook his head and stood up. “Fine. You’re hungry and I smell bad. Shower
first, remember?”
    She
waltzed into the bathroom and grabbed his toothbrush. She started to brush her
teeth.
    His
stomach rumbled. Suddenly he was ravenous. “You know what? Hurry up, I want my
strawberry pancakes.”
    She
made a face. “Ew.”
    “What’s
wrong with strawberries?”
    “Real
strawberries? Nothing. That syrupy crap they put on pancakes? Blech.” She
shuddered delicately and handed him his toothbrush. “Here. You can join me in
the shower when you’re done.”
    “I
can? Really? May I borrow my shampoo while I’m at it?”
    She
chuckled and stepped under the spray. “Maybe. We’ll see.”
    He
grinned and brushed his teeth. He stepped into the shower a few minutes later
and thanked God he’d decided to stay in a nice hotel. No tiny little shower
stall in this place. It had a full-size tub.
    And
that meant he could have some fun with his wet, naked mate.
     
    Tabby
squeaked when a large set of paws landed on her ass. “Behave, Alex.”
    “Since
when am I Alex?”
    She
was wondering when he’d ask that. She was the only one who called him that
other than his brother. “Since I decided there was no way I could moan “Bunny”
while you’re fucking me. Especially when you’re fucking me.” She glanced
behind her at his lengthening cock. “You may be furry, but you sure ain’t
cute.”
    His
lips quivered. “Why, thank you, ma’am.” He leered down at her, his soapy palm
skating across her nipple. “I aim to please.”
    She
tilted her head and decided to keep playing. She cupped his balls, rolling them
in her palm before letting them go. “And these are not rabbit ears. They
don’t vibrate or anything.” She then tapped the head of his cock with her
fingernail. “Although, come to think of it, it does kind of look like