Embraced by the Bear by Vicki Savage Page B

his dark head in between her thighs.
    That tongue . . . it did the most wicked things to her body. Again and again he had brought her to heights of ecstasy, never letting her come down from her emotional high. Had he really kept her orgasming for two days ?
    She remembered other things as well. Nathan had talked about destined mates and bears . . . and something about a rogue shifter killing a family from the lodge. The more she thought about the sexy shifter, the more she sensed his presence.
    I’m coming, little one. His erotic voice filled her mind like a siren call. Hang on.
    The dull ache between her legs intensified at the sound of his voice. Groaning, she slid her hand under the blankets and between her legs.
    “Shae, are you okay?”
    Blinking, she jerked back her hand. “I—yes. Sorry.”
    “Did you just remember something?”
    The voice was fading, she could feel it, and with its disappearance, the desire began to fade as well. “For a moment I thought that perhaps . . . ” She brushed a stray hair from her face. “But no, I didn’t.” She broke off a piece of bread and popped it into her mouth.
    “That’s too bad.”
    Shae focused on her bread and hoped that Edward didn’t notice her lie. Her memories were all jumbled together, and she wasn’t sure what to make of that voice. Until she figured a few things out for herself, she was going to keep Nathan and her experiences at his cabin to herself.
    “Where did you find me?” she asked.
    He considered her a moment before responding. “You were passed out next to the fence along the border between us and the reservation. It looked as if you had been out for a while.” He looked down at his hands, drawing her attention once again to how the skin seemed paper-thin and fragile. “I have to ask a serious question, and I want you to be completely honest with me.”
    “Of course.”
    He locked his gaze with hers. “Have you been using drugs?”
    “What? Of course not!”
    “You were mumbling some pretty intense stuff.”
    “I was?”
    “About bears and something called ‘mating heat.’”
    Mating heat. She remembered something about an intense desire, and how it took Nathan and two of his friends to bring her under control.
    “Oh?” She focused on her food as the memories rushed through her mind. Her time with Nathan had been so erotic, so intimate. She probably owed her life to those bears.
    If what happened was real.
    “Yeah. We couldn’t make out most of what you said, but I guess that doesn’t matter now. All that matters is that you are safe, and the fence is repaired. There should be no more accidents where people wander off onto the reservation land.”
    Shae tore off some bread as sadness filled her. No more reservation land meant no more Nathan. She didn’t know what she’d do without his touch.
    Hell, she missed any man’s touch. The urge to be dominated and ridden hard was almost too much to take.
    As Edward talked about things that had happened at the lodge while she was away, Shae focused on her food, hoping that he couldn’t see the rising desire in her gaze. She popped a slice of bread into her mouth and chewed slowly as she stared at her hands. Her skin looked whiter than normal, almost pasty, and her freckles appeared faded.
    Just like Edward’s . . . As she chewed her bread, she imagined his fingers running through her hair, then grabbing it. With a rough jerk, he’d pull her down to his lap and force his cock between her eager lips. She’d suck his dick hard, bringing him just shy to the point of ecstasy. Before he went over, he’d pull out of her mouth, throw her back on the bed, and push his thick erection deep inside her body . . .
    “Are you sure you’re okay?” Edward asked.
    Startled, she jerked her gaze up to his face. “Of course, why wouldn’t I be?”
    “You just have this funny look about you, as if you wanted to tackle something and tear it apart.”
    Shae put down her bread, the taste suddenly stale