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Bear The Flame (Firebear Brides 2)
Book: Bear The Flame (Firebear Brides 2) Read Online Free
Author: Anya Nowlan
Tags: Fiction, Suspense, Romance, Contemporary, Action & Adventure, Paranormal, Adult, supernatural, firefighter, Erotic, Brothers, Bachelor, BBW, Shifter, Los Angeles, werebear, Violence, Mate, Protection, Idaho, Ex-Boyfriend, Forever Love, Single Woman, Mail-Order Bride, Firebear Brides, One Year, Scheming Relatives, Wildfires, Shifter Grove, Family Homestead, Uncle's Will, Salacious Secrets, Start Fresh, Past & Future Collide, Playboy Lifestyle
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desire. She kissed him hungrily. He too was devouring her mouth, and soon enough, her hands were coiling into his hair and she felt the steady throb of his cock against her thigh. Grabbing her ass and squeezing with both strong hands, he grinned and pulled away a tiny bit.
    “So how’s that?” he asked teasingly.
    “Like a good start,” Rose murmured, surprised by her own eagerness.
    “That’s what I like to hear,” he said brightly.
    The next thing she knew, she was in his arms and her back was against the solid hardness of a tree trunk.
    This can’t be happening! she thought as Redmond kissed a path down her neck.
    But it was. And she fucking loved it.
 

CHAPTER FOUR
    Redmond
     
    He couldn’t believe he was doing what he was doing. But it felt so damn right that he couldn’t stop himself. Her lips on his, the way her body responded to even the smallest trigger he gave—it was perfect.
    “Fuck, you’re hot,” he mouthed as he made his way down to her chest, kissing the tops of her breasts where they peeked out from her top.
    She gave a throaty moan in response and tugged at his hair, urging him to go up and kiss her rosy lips again. Chuckling, he gave in and shoved his tongue into her mouth harshly, making Rose press her body harder against his. She was a dirty girl, he could feel that, even if she was packaged in this nice, prim little package.
    Letting his hands roam down her body, he felt the thickness of her curves and the solid muscle underneath. She worked out, took care of herself, and by all accounts, she definitely had a head on her shoulders. So what the hell had driven her to come all the way from Philly to Shifter Grove, Idaho, with the intent of getting herself a fake husband? Men had to be falling all over themselves for an ass like that. Redmond knew he would have been.
    Well, he was.
    His hands kept finding that ass of hers over and over again, kneading it and pulling her to him so she’d grind against him. They were dry-humping and making out like two teenagers who’d lusted after each other for months, but here they were, only having just met. It felt crazy. Crazy good, yes, but a bit insane at the same time. Maybe that made it better.
    Roaring its approval, his bear was all for being reckless and insane in that moment. Redmond pushed her jacket off and Rose tugged down the zipper on his. He let both of the garments fall down onto the dry moss and then pulled off his shirt. The look in her eyes as she glanced over his body, spotted with tattoos, was filled with the kind of hazy-eyed lust Redmond dreamed of seeing. And he knew that his own eyes reflected much the same at that moment.
    “We shouldn’t be doing this,” she noted matter-of-factly, undoing his belt with quick motions. “We really shouldn’t,” she added, sliding his zipper down and pushing his jeans lower.
    “I completely agree,” he said, ripping her black top off.
    Shit. She was even hotter with fewer clothes on. That was a rare trait. A lot of women knew how to dress for their figure, but there was something damn magical about a woman who looked twice as hot with all of her flaws out to see. Not that he could find a single one on her.
    Pressing her against the tree trunk, he kissed her deeply, his hand moving over her stomach and slipping down the waistband of her pants. He let his fingers dip into her wet heat and was awarded immediately with a soft, whispering moan.
    “Redmond,” she whimpered as he pushed two fingers into her slit.
    “Rose,” he said, grinning as he pulled back to watch her expression as he fingered her.
    Thrusting his fingers deeper inside her, he let the soft pad of his thumb flick over her clit slowly, driving her wilder by the second. She was so wet that all he could really think about was tearing those pants off and lapping it all up, but that would have meant he would have missed out on that angelic face of hers, which was twisted up in lust.
    She mewled in his hands as he pumped in
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