The Write Bear (Highland Brothers 1)
consuming his cock like nothing he had ever experienced.
    “Oh, shit, Riley!” His mouth landed on hers as he felt the release shudder through him. He filled her with everything he had. His tongue lashed in her mouth as she sucked against his lips.
    She began to vibrate around him and he knew what was happening. The first time he had claimed her for himself, but this time she was claiming him—taking the release he was giving her for herself. Pulling it into her protective and warm depths.
    He looked in her eyes. The eyes of the woman who was his mate. The mother of his cubs.

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    Hudson

    R iley nestled into the crook of Hudson’s chest. The heat still penetrating from their bodies.
    “Do you feel good?” he asked.
    “I feel incredible.” She stretched against his solid form. All the hard muscles of his legs.
    “Good.” He wanted to make her feel pleasure like she never had. It was his job now after all.
    His hand lingered over her belly, flattening his palm. She was exquisite. Soft and warm. Her body opening up to him like a flower with gentle petals meant only for him. Even if she didn’t know yet what had happened between them, he did.
    “There’s something I need to tell you.”
    “And it’s not book related?”
    “It’s not book related.” He kissed the side of her neck.
    “And you can’t lie?” she giggled.
    “No, I can never lie to you.”
    “You realize that sounds completely strange.” She twisted in his arms so she was facing him. “Just spit it out, Hudson.”
    “There’s no good way—no easy way—no way you’re going to understand—” He was a damn bear. A strong powerful, rip-your-head-off bear. Why couldn’t he just say the words?
    “Let me guess. You want to keep me up here in the family house as your sex slave.” She teased, toying with the hairs on his chest.
    “Not a bad idea, but no. That’s not it.” He took a deep breath.
    Her eyes darted back and forth, searching for a hint of what he was about to explain.
    “Riley, you’re my mate. You are my life now. My everything.” He rubbed a thumb against her cheek. “This is forever.”
    “Forever?” she whispered. “But we…I just…it’s been…”
    He nodded. “There’s more. That’s the most important though. Remember that when I tell you the next part.” He swallowed, his throat closing momentarily. “I’m a bear.”
    Her expression froze. The rosy hues dotting her cheeks disappeared. “A bear?” She created space between them, jostling the sheet off her arms.
    “Yes, that’s right. A shifter. A bear shifter.”
    She sat forward, taking the sheet with her. “What kind of messed up mind games do you play?” She rolled to the side, scurrying to the bathroom. “I’ve heard a lot of fucking excuses from guys but nothing like this.” She slammed the door.
    “Shit,” he mumbled. “Riley!” He pounded on the door, forcing his bear to remain calm while he handled it. “I’m not messing with you.”
    He thought he heard sobs muffled through the door. “Go away, Hudson.”
    “It’s the damn truth. I’m a bear. You’re my mate. Today sealed all of that. We are forever, Riley. Forever.”
    The door flew open and he looked down at the woman who had stolen his soul. “You expect me to believe that?” She huffed past him, throwing clothes in her suitcase.
    “What are you doing?”
    “I’m packing to leave.” She zipped the side. “You can finish the book. Don’t finish the book. I don’t give a fuck.” She spun to face him. He saw the rage firing in her eyes. “But don’t call me. Don’t bother with more excuses.” She jerked the handle in her hand and rolled the bag behind her.
    Hudson chased after her. “Wait, you can’t leave.” He took the steps two at a time until he was in front of her, blocking her exit. “We’re mated. You can’t leave me.”
    “Stop with this mated, mate, mating talk. If you weren’t that into me all you had to do was say something. You didn’t have

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