Bluecollar Bear: Paranormal Werebear Small Town Romance (Black Oak Bears Book 1) by Anya Nowlan

Author:Anya Nowlan [Nowlan, Anya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-03T18:30:00+00:00

Twelve

Pierce

With Tory still wrapped around him, Pierce walked them both to the bedroom, a wave of emotion crashing inside him. The way she tasted, smelled, felt under his touch was a powerful cocktail, and he could hardly believe what was happening.

My mate. All mine, the bear inside him growled.

They tumbled into bed together, a tangle of limbs, hands tugging at clothes. Pierce’s shirt was easy enough to get off, and so was his belt. But Tory’s dress had a zipper on the back, meaning he had to flip her over to get her out of it.

She giggled as he turned her over, running his hands up her amazing ass to the start of the zipper. He tugged at it, easily splitting the dress in two. Dipping his hands beneath the fabric, he ran his fingers down her bare skin, pushing the dress down in the process.

It bunched up near her waist, and she lifted her hips to let him pull it off, wiggling her ass in the process. He tossed the dress aside – beautiful as it had been on her, a naked Tory was a much more tempting sight.

Tory turned over onto her back, now only in her underwear and stockings. Biting her lip, she looked down at herself, seeming to struggle with something for a moment. Kneeling over her in his half-buttoned jeans, he stilled, studying her.

“What is it?” he asked.

“I…” she hesitated. “I have scars,” she finally admitted. “From the accident.”

“And you think I care about that?” Pierce asked.

“Not that exactly,” she replied. “But I’ve always kept them hidden. Only my doctor has really seen them.”

Sliding his hand onto one of her legs, feeling the fabric of the black stocking beneath his skin, Pierce looked at her, listening to her uneven breathing. Of course she would have trouble showing anyone the marks representing the end of her career as a professional dancer.

But that wasn’t how he thought of them.

“We can leave them on if you’d like,” he said, sliding his hand up to massage her thigh. “I don’t think you should hide them away, though. They’re signs of what you’ve been through, and a reminder you’ve come out on the other side.”

Tory looked at him, some emotion he couldn’t name flitting across her face. Finally, she seemed to relax, letting her head fall on the pillows behind her.

“You can take them off,” she said, her attention focusing on his hands.

Slowly, he moved his fingers to the band of the stockings, rolling it down. Smooth, pale skin came into view as he tugged it down before moving to the other leg. He could see her tense a little as he started removing the stocking on that one.

He let his fingers graze along the sides of her thigh as he carefully pulled it off. The scars she had warned him about started just above her knee, a long line of white, shiny skin that stretched down to her shin. Around it, smaller dots of scarred tissue speckled the skin around her knee, almost as if in an arranged pattern.

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