Taming the Bear Collection by Jessica Ryan

tight ass. "Be naughty. You don't want a pathetic omega female like Rain. You want a strong alpha bitch like me."
           "I'm not a wolf," he said sternly. "I don't observe your stupid alpha and beta caste system. I am my own bear."
           "Oh, honey," she said, looking at him like he'd said something absurd, one eyebrow cocked and her bottom lip pooched out. "You're an alpha male if there ever was one. I can see it dripping off you. You're just oozing machismo."
           "I'm a bear," he said again. "I don't appreciate being placed in wolf classification. I'm not a dirty little pack animal."
           "You're bad," she said, giggling right through his insult. "I like that. You don't care what anyone thinks, do you? That's so fucking sexy. Too many of these wolves are trying to please someone in a higher position than them. Most of them need to just take what they want."
           Beorn jumped a little as her hand shot out and clutched his balls tightly through his jeans. He sighed and rolled his eyes, shifting where he stood and batting her hand away. She'd made her point and now it was time for him to make his.
           "Listen here, alpha bitch ," he said, making sure to emphasize the last word. "I have no interest in sleeping with a dishonest, sleazy wolf who takes herself way too seriously. One second you're talking about how much you like alpha wolves and the next you're talking about wolves throwing off the pack shackles and doing what they want. You're all over the road. It's obvious you're just saying whatever you think I want to hear. Well, I'm going to tell you something you don't want to hear. I'm not interested."
           "Maybe our alphas aren't really alphas," she said, undeterred by his pronouncement. "I like it when a real alpha takes things the old way, by force."
           She spun around and began to wiggle her ass at him, slowly backing up until the soft contours contacted the bulge in his pants. He didn't want any part of her, but that didn't stop his body from reacting with increased blood flow to his manhood, forcing it to grow and harden.
           "Listen, lady," he said, at the end of his rope. "Back the fuck up."
           Before she could respond, the door to the building flew open and a black blur exploded forward, knocking the strange female completely off her feet. Suddenly she was pinned to the ground underneath a very large and very angry wolf. The wolf began to grab at her arm, tearing the fabric on her coat.
           "Get off of me!" the grounded female cried. "I can't shift while you have me pinned! Get off, you crazy bitch!"
           It took a moment for Beorn to recognize the scent of the wolf who had pinned his harasser. It was Rain, and she was obviously marking her territory. He could have easily scooped her off the alpha bitch with one arm, but he was enjoying seeing her get what was coming her way. On top of that, the raw animalistic attack that Rain was displaying was turning him on more than what any pseudo-lap dance could do. This girl was definitely in touch with her wild side, not like the typical wolves in this town.
           Finally he took pity on the girl and her screams and he scooped the wolf off of her, setting her down behind him.
           "Go get your clothes and shift back," he ordered, pointing towards the door. "That's enough."
           Rain responded by putting her ears down and sulking over to her clothes. He may have been overly harsh with his tone, but she had to know he meant business.
           He turned to find the other female beginning to peel her clothes off, getting ready to shift for another rumble. This wasn't going to happen on his watch, he decided. He was done with wolf fights.
           "Stop right there," he said, putting his hand up. "If you have a problem, then take it up with your alpha. I'm not refereeing a werewolf fight right here in the parking