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civilization will do that to you.
    “It’s not like I ran into them on purpose; I was looking for my sister,” I reminded him.
    “What’d they say when they saw you?” he asked.
    Suddenly, my tea was extremely interesting to look at as I blushed furiously. I studied it for a long moment before mumbling, “They didn’t say anything at all.” Memories of how much I enjoyed the encounter came flooding back; it made me curious as to how much more I’d enjoy a similar encounter with Beorn. Though I can’t imagine him manhandling me like those tribesmen did. When my eyes met his again he was just looking at me quizzically. “It was nothing,” I insisted, “there was really no time to talk before I was saved by the bear.”
    Pride filled his face and eyes when I said that last bit and it was my turn to look confused. “I’m glad you’re okay,” he said. “There are a couple of places these w—tribes people could be. If they’re not at the one I believe it’ll be a longer journey… Go get rest. I’ll wake you when day breaks.” He was already clearing the dishes.
    Returning to the bedroom, I turned around to say goodnight, but he was already out of my vision. The only thing I could see was the silhouette of a large, four-legged creature in the shadows. Blinking a few times to clear my vision, I looked again and saw that it was just the reflection of Beorn wiping the table clean while hunched over. I really should get some sleep. Returning to bed, I passed out even more quickly than before.

Chapter 8

    Throughout the night, I had dirty dreams about Beorn. We were in the meadows deep into the forest having a picnic when he confessed something to me. I couldn’t understand the words, but I was overcome with deep shock and arousal. He looked immensely relieved at my reaction and yanked down my panties. His roughness while being physical in contrast to how soft and gentle his personality is drove me wild, and I trailed kisses down his neck and shoulders in anticipation of his thick cock penetrating me. Then hands grabbed me from behind, pulling me down onto the ground.
    Looking at Beorn in confusion, he was pinned down, too. A wolf was mounting him, except it wasn’t really a wolf, but a man with a pointed human face and a large, bushy tail. As he penetrated Beorn, the wolfman looked over at me and grinned wildly, tauntingly. Beorn had his head tossed back in ecstasy, and I was suddenly filled with jealousy. Mine, I thought, watching him. As quickly as the thought entered my mind, a wolfman entered me, shooting the same wild smile at Beorn. Suddenly, Beorn roared a primal, reverberating sound and flung everyone off him as his feet morphed into paws, a short tail growing on his back along with a bed of fur. His act of dominance got me more riled up as I moaned with this man hybrid pounding into me ruthlessly.
    The clunk on the floor jolted me from sleep; I blinked my eyes open, but just barely, looking at Beorn with hooded eyelids. “I brought you water in case you wanted to wash up,” he offered, looking awkward and burly at the same time.
    I smiled sleepily in response, wanting to welcome him to my bed. Subtly, I reached over for the water, letting the blanket fall enough to expose my breasts. “Oops,” I feigned embarrassment, studying his face to see if it struck any arousal in him. He certainly didn’t look away. I waited four heartbeats before slowly pulling it back up. “Thank you, Beorn,” my response came more hungrily than intended. It went right over his head as he just nodded his head once curtly before gracefully walking out of the room with an air of strength and power surrounding him. He was strange; it was as if he could be really successful and rule over many people but chose not to because he preferred the wilderness and solitude.
    After he left, I quickly splashed water on my face before pulling the compact mirror out of my tote bag. I hadn’t brought make-up with me, so all I could do