The Bear Prince: A BBW Bear Shifter Billionaire Paranormal Romance Novella (Seattle's Billionaire Bears Book 3) Read Online Free

“But that sounds like a lot of fun. Think they’ll have food?”
    “You really wanna spoil your appetite?” asked Damien.
    “Hey, what’s the point of going to the fair if you can’t get a hot dog and a funnel cake?” asked Crystal.
    “If you’d rather have that than go to a nice restaurant, I’m not about to stop you,” said Damien. “I’ll take you to the place I had in mind next time.”
    “Ooh, somebody’s confident that there’ll even be a next time,” said Crystal. “You’re lucky I owe you these dates for that invite, Mr. Bear, so you better show me a good time, or else I’ll just call Delaina up myself and get another invite.”
    “What, I haven’t impressed you yet?” asked Damien. “Well, give me until the end of the night and I’m sure I’ll have you begging for more...but after all, Crystal, you do owe me two more dates.”
    “Fine, fine, we’ll go to the fancy place next time,” said Crystal. She looked out the window. There were glowing lights in the distance, and as the car approached the lights, they became clearer. There was indeed a large carnival in the middle of practically nowhere, with cars parked in a large lot, and a large Ferris wheel next to a few thrill rides, like the one that brings couples up into the air before dropping them down, hard, as well as some carnival games.
    Damien saw Crystal’s face light up and his heart melted. “You psyched?” asked Damien.
    “Absolutely,” said Crystal, not taking her eyes off of the many glowing attractions.
    They parked and Damien opened the door for Crystal before taking her hand. Crystal looked down: she hadn’t expected Damien to touch her, but she also didn’t pull her hand away. She entwined her fingers in his as they walked to the gate. Damien had two tickets already ready, and gave them to the woman taking tickets. “Here you go, Damien,” said the woman.
    “How did that woman know your name?” asked Crystal as they walked into the fair.
    “Oh, we...worked together, once,” said Damien. “It’s a long story. Come on, do you wanna explore the fair? Have some real fun?”
    “Sure, but...hey, you were the one that wanted to come here in the first place, for mini golf. Shouldn’t we do that first?” asked Crystal.
    Damien was surprised. Crystal was impressing him more and more by the minute. No other woman he’d ever been on a date with had cared what he wanted to do...and here was Crystal, putting his desires before her own. “Yeah, let’s work up an appetite,” said Damien, walking with Crystal, through the center of the carnival, which was full of food vendors. “See anything delicious?”
    “Where to begin,” asked Crystal, looking around. “Of course, cotton candy would really be a sweet treat that’s good to eat. Frozen lemonade...that’s delicious too. But I think what I really need is one of those sausages.”
    Damien’s pants sausage twitched at the suggestion of hot meat entering Crystal’s mouth. “Hot sausage?” asked Damien.
    “Yeah, in a bun or out of a bun, I do love sausage,” said Crystal.
    “Big, meaty sausages?” asked Damien. “With lots of...toppings?”
    “Oh, of course, and I really like the Polish and Italian ones,” said Crystal.
    “Well...if it’s sausage you’re into...” said Damien slyly, before brushing Crystal’s hand over his pants so she could feel his bulge.
    “Oh my God, really?” asked Crystal, pulling her hand away. The last thing she’d expected was that she’d feel Damien’s cock that night...but even through his pants, she could tell that he was really hung down there, and what was worse, it actually turned her on. “Damien, gross! This is a first date!”
    “Hey, you had to know how dirty that sounded,” said Damien, taking Crystal’s hand again. “Sausages...buns...” The very thought of Crystal’s ample buns in his hands set Damien’s cock a-twitching.
    “Okay, whatever mister, I guess I’m going to have to eat tofu and salads