Shared by the Bears Read Online Stephanie Brother

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dragons, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81208 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
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The air between us is charged, and it isn’t just about my mind and body already familiar with a man who looks and talks just like Evan. It’s about this man. It’s about the way he makes me feel lighter and happier, the way he can turn any situation into something brighter. It’s because he puts me at ease about all the things that rest like jagged shapes inside me. It’s the way he’s looking at me like I’m the solution to everything that’s ever been wrong in his world.

When he kisses me, it’s a tentative brush of his lips, a test of my responses. My heart stutters and lodges beneath my throat. It should feel wrong to kiss the brother of the man I slept with last night, but it doesn’t. It feels familiar and warm, like the last of the sun casting its heat and glow on my skin after a long day at the beach. There are differences too; the slower slide of his tongue, the way he draws back, sucking my bottom lip so I feel it in my clit. His hand goes to my neck, cupping my lower jaw. His fingers tangle in my hair as he kisses me deeper. All the nerves awaken over my scalp as his fingers play with my hair.

It’s explicit and sweet until it isn’t.

There’s no gentle build-up now. Evan’s hands move to grip my ass, and he yanks me against him, his cock a rigid bar between us. Then before I can adjust, he lifts me so my legs grip his waist, and my pussy slots against his dick. I cling onto his neck as he practically tosses me onto the bed, kneeling over me and yanking the zipper on my overalls. I’m wearing nothing beneath, and his eyes light up like fire at the sight of my breasts. My nipples are tight and dark, bruised and tender from the clamps, and he uses his thumb and forefinger to test their hardness with gentle care.

“Shit,” he mutters, shaking his head. “You really are perfect. Except you need to get these clothes off right now.”

All my reservations are lost, and I wiggle my arms from my overalls, leaving Evan to take over. He yanks them over my waist and thighs until I’m naked beneath him. With fascination, he strokes the blonde curls between my legs, his thumb grazing my clit just enough to get my hips wriggling. “I’m hungry,” he says. “Can I eat?” Evan nuzzles my ear, kissing my neck before he begins to slide down my body.

Oh shit. No man has ever put it quite like that before. He makes me sound like I’m delicious.

There’s something about oral sex that's way more intimate than penetration. Having someone so close to your most intimate place, smelling, and tasting a private part of you can feel awkward, but it doesn’t with Evan. He breathes me in like I’m fragrant and sweet, and when his tongue parts my labia, licking from my clit to my opening, he moans to confirm that I’m delicious. Oh God, he eats me like he’s starving, as though he’s been waiting for this meal his whole life. I feel the same way. He maps my body so quickly that I’m teetering on the edge of coming within a minute. “Oh… oh… fuck… don’t stop!” I gasp, pulling his hair, not sure if I need more or less to finish me off.

But before I come, he pulls back. There’s a wicked gleam in his eye that exudes confidence. “You think I’m going to make it so easy for you, Goldie? As much as I’d love you to come on my face and taste your pleasure, I’m going to make you wait.”

I groan, desperate for the slide of his hot tongue again, but I’m not going to get it. He’s still fully clothed as he grabs a silk scarf from the end of my bed and binds my hands. “We have everything we need to keep you happy at home, but right now, I’m going to have to improvise.”

He puts his arm under my body and moves me so my arms are raised above my head just enough for him to attach the cuffs on the headboard to the scarf between my hands. Even this improvised restraint sets me off. My pussy’s hot and so achy for his touch. I need his cock to push deep inside me. I need him to fuck me while he holds me down so that I can feel his control and power and my submission.

I need him to set me free.

Oh God, if we were back at his house, the things he could do to me. Would he be the same as Robert, using his hands and toys? Would he kiss me after and soothe my hurt? I want to discover more about this man, the similarities and differences to his brothers, his hopes and dreams, his light and his dark, and everything in between.



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