“Good morning, Thomas. What are you doing here? Stop in for an early cup of coffee with us before work?”
“No, ma’am. Bradley told me to tend your chores this morning. He said that, in his haste, he forgot to mention it and told me to come by and wait until you were up to tell you rather than disturbing you.”
“Oh, okay. Good. That will give me a bit more time. Thank you, Thomas,” she told him.
“No problem. Um, could I get that cup of coffee to go, though?” he said with a grin.
“Absolutely. Come on and I’ll make us a pot,” she said.
They stood quietly waiting for the single serve machine to spit out coffee into one of the Styrofoam cups they kept for workers to take with them. It finished with a hiss and she put a top on it, handing it to him.
“Are you okay?” he asked, looking at how her hands were shaking.
“Yes,” she replied, busying herself with her own coffee as he left to tend the horses.
Once he was gone, she took a deep breath and leaned against the counter. She didn’t want to do this, but she had no choice. Though she wasn’t hungry, she didn’t want to be starving by the time she arrived for the meeting. She split a bagel and threw it in the toaster to brown while she grabbed some cream cheese from the fridge.
The doors to the kitchen swung open and Bradley came in, looking exhausted and a bit angry. She watched as he made his way to her and pulled her into a hug.
“Five fields. Five fucking fields,” he said.
“That’s how many you found?”
“Yes.”
“Destroyed?”
“Yes. If they ask about early fires here today, I told you we had to do some brush clearing and that’s all you know.”
“What if they give me a lie detector?” she asked, suddenly even more petrified about the possibility of lying to the feds.
“Refuse. They can’t compel you to take one and I doubt they’re going to hook you up at the massage parlor anyway. Just try to act as if you have done exactly what they asked, kept your mouth shut and showed up to see what they want. They’ll be suspect about the fires, but that’s not proof of anything.”
“Okay. I hope I don’t fuck it up.”
“You won’t,” he said, pulling her coffee off the machine and making himself one. “Got any more of those bagels left? I’m starving.”
“You didn’t eat anything all night?”
“Nothing I want to remember,” he replied.
From time to time in every shifter’s life, they would eat in the wild. The bear took over and allowed one to eat raw wild game just as any other bear would, but the human side was left with the thought of it churning in their head afterward. Your bear might enjoy the hell out of that lovely bit of rabbit it was having as a midnight snack, but your human was left coughing up little hair balls, or hare balls, for days. It was disturbing.
She gave him her bagel and made herself another, both of them standing in the kitchen and eating while they silently contemplated what might happen next. After a while, they went back up to the bedroom and lay down together, setting the alarm for Kay to get back up in a couple of hours to go for her meeting. As it turned out, the alarm wasn’t necessary.CHAPTER TWENTYDespite his exhaustion, Bradley was still on a bit of an adrenaline kick from having spent almost the entire night in bear form. He reached for her and she curled up against his bare chest, enjoying his rough kisses down her neck.
There was nothing sweet or gentle about the sex between them. Instead, both were eager to just fuck like the animals they truly were. If not for the mess they would make of the bedroom, they would have shifted and really gone after it in primal fashion. Bradley swept her up with one arm around her waist and pushed her across the massive bed they shared, pulling her legs apart and leaning down to lap at her center.
Her hands dug into the heavy duvet on the bed, trying to find some traction as his powerful tongue devoured her pussy. He sucked at her clit, sending her legs into twitches of pleasure that culminated in a flow of excitement that soaked his lips and tongue. She bucked back against him.
“More, God, more,” she pled with him and he was quick to oblige, sending his tongue deeper inside her, pulling at her pink folds with his teeth and sucking them in to create a vacuum against her aching hole.
His fingers moved up her thighs, digging into them as he pulled her open to him so that she was fully exposed. His mouth moved away from her dripping pussy to explore her tiny puckered anus, flicking greedily around the rim as his fingers plunged heavily into her. Kay’s body was wracked with the sensations he was creating.