non-smoking bar, but that didn’t stop the occasional odd look she got from the townies, likely because she was about a hundred months pregnant in a drinking establishment.
Riley shook her hands out and reminded herself for the tenth time that Drew was sitting at the bar watching her inconspicuously. And so was Bruiser, Tagan, and Kellen. And also some of the Gray Backs, whom Drew introduced her to, and a lone Boarlander named Harrison. And Skyler and Everly were playing pool in the corner, watching her like hawks…er…like a falcon and a bear. Now that she thought about it, there weren’t very many humans in here. She couldn’t predict the future, but if Seamus tried anything, she imagined her new friends would rip him a new asshole—literally.
She took another sip of her orange juice and crushed ice and smiled at the fact that Drew had asked her three times today if she was craving anything he could get for her. Doting bear. Was it possible to fall in love with someone after knowing them for such a short time? She hadn’t really believed in love at first sight, but now she was second guessing everything. No one in her lifetime had come close to affecting her like Drew did.
She cast another nervous glance at Drew, but he crossed his eyes and gave her a goofy smile. With a giggle, she sucked down the last of her juice and stood. They’d been here for forty-five minutes already, and her bladder was currently on a forty-minute timer.
After a quick piddle party, she looked in the bathroom mirror and pursed her lips in disappointment at the fear she saw in her own eyes. She was stronger than this. Lifting her lip, she snarled like she’d heard Drew and the other bear shifters do when he’d gone to the Ashe Crew with the truth of why she’d run away from Minneapolis. The human-sounding noise that rattled up her throat didn’t sound very threatening, but it sure made her feel braver.
The door opened and Drew stepped through, then locked the door behind him.
“What are you doing?”
“You,” he ground out, approaching in two long strides.
He lifted the hem of the gray, skin-tight sweater dress Brooke had let her borrow from her old stash of maternity clothes and pressed Riley against the bathroom wall.
“I hate that he’s going to be this close to you,” Drew gritted out as he pushed her panties to the side.
He captured her lips with his and brushed his tongue against hers. “Can you come fast for me?”
With a needy sound, she bit his bottom lip and nodded.
Drew cupped her sex, then slid his finger into her. His palm brushed her clit just right, as if he’d already learned her body. Her breath hitched as she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck and rolled her hips with every stroke. Warm tendrils stretched from between her legs to her middle as pressure built with every thrust of his finger. When he added a second, she was gone. He caught her cry with his mouth, kissing her hard and swallowing down the sound of her pleasure.
He kissed her once, twice, before his lips went soft. His jaw moved as he sipped her, tasted her, adored her. And when the last of her aftershocks had subsided, he put her panties back into place and straightened the hem of her dress. She leaned heavily on the wall like a tranquilized moose while he washed his hands with a cocky smirk. Before he left, he kissed her on the cheek and said, “Kong called. They’re bringing Seamus now. He’ll be here in five minutes. Oh,” he said, turning back at the door, “you look fucking beautiful tonight. That dress, woman.” He shook his head and grinned like she’d undone him. Then he spun and left her noodle-legged in the bathroom.
By the time she stumbled her way back to the table where a new orange juice was waiting for her, she was ready to face down Seamus so she could hurry and go back to ten-ten and beg some cuddles from Drew, who had proved last night he was awesome at them. Plus, he’d promised her a foot massage when
Riley shook her hands out and reminded herself for the tenth time that Drew was sitting at the bar watching her inconspicuously. And so was Bruiser, Tagan, and Kellen. And also some of the Gray Backs, whom Drew introduced her to, and a lone Boarlander named Harrison. And Skyler and Everly were playing pool in the corner, watching her like hawks…er…like a falcon and a bear. Now that she thought about it, there weren’t very many humans in here. She couldn’t predict the future, but if Seamus tried anything, she imagined her new friends would rip him a new asshole—literally.
She took another sip of her orange juice and crushed ice and smiled at the fact that Drew had asked her three times today if she was craving anything he could get for her. Doting bear. Was it possible to fall in love with someone after knowing them for such a short time? She hadn’t really believed in love at first sight, but now she was second guessing everything. No one in her lifetime had come close to affecting her like Drew did.
She cast another nervous glance at Drew, but he crossed his eyes and gave her a goofy smile. With a giggle, she sucked down the last of her juice and stood. They’d been here for forty-five minutes already, and her bladder was currently on a forty-minute timer.
After a quick piddle party, she looked in the bathroom mirror and pursed her lips in disappointment at the fear she saw in her own eyes. She was stronger than this. Lifting her lip, she snarled like she’d heard Drew and the other bear shifters do when he’d gone to the Ashe Crew with the truth of why she’d run away from Minneapolis. The human-sounding noise that rattled up her throat didn’t sound very threatening, but it sure made her feel braver.
The door opened and Drew stepped through, then locked the door behind him.
“What are you doing?”
“You,” he ground out, approaching in two long strides.
He lifted the hem of the gray, skin-tight sweater dress Brooke had let her borrow from her old stash of maternity clothes and pressed Riley against the bathroom wall.
“I hate that he’s going to be this close to you,” Drew gritted out as he pushed her panties to the side.
He captured her lips with his and brushed his tongue against hers. “Can you come fast for me?”
With a needy sound, she bit his bottom lip and nodded.
Drew cupped her sex, then slid his finger into her. His palm brushed her clit just right, as if he’d already learned her body. Her breath hitched as she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck and rolled her hips with every stroke. Warm tendrils stretched from between her legs to her middle as pressure built with every thrust of his finger. When he added a second, she was gone. He caught her cry with his mouth, kissing her hard and swallowing down the sound of her pleasure.
He kissed her once, twice, before his lips went soft. His jaw moved as he sipped her, tasted her, adored her. And when the last of her aftershocks had subsided, he put her panties back into place and straightened the hem of her dress. She leaned heavily on the wall like a tranquilized moose while he washed his hands with a cocky smirk. Before he left, he kissed her on the cheek and said, “Kong called. They’re bringing Seamus now. He’ll be here in five minutes. Oh,” he said, turning back at the door, “you look fucking beautiful tonight. That dress, woman.” He shook his head and grinned like she’d undone him. Then he spun and left her noodle-legged in the bathroom.
By the time she stumbled her way back to the table where a new orange juice was waiting for her, she was ready to face down Seamus so she could hurry and go back to ten-ten and beg some cuddles from Drew, who had proved last night he was awesome at them. Plus, he’d promised her a foot massage when
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