Page 15 of Her Beary Spicy Valentine (Welcome to Bear Mountain #2)

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good boy

leif

H olly shifted, her gaze flicking between me and Hawk. Inside, I was practically panting, desperate for her to choose me before her bear did.

She was quiet for so long, I started to lose hope. But then her eyes locked on mine, and she said, “Okay, you can both come into my nest.”

The words barely left her lips before the air around us perfumed with chocolate and caramel, despite the blanket she’d clutched around herself. Her estrus came through as if the bear inside of her had been waiting for her human to decide.

My chest tightened at her invitation. She’d chosen me! She wanted me! But just as quickly, the high gave way to a crashing wave of doubt.

Wait…what do I do now? Could I handle this? Could I handle her ?

Old fears from my all-human past crept in like mountain fog, chilling the heat that had flared inside me. My anticipation flagged, along with another part of me I’d need to… claim her.

“You’re overthinking it, puppy.” Hawk’s voice shoved its way into my mind, sharp and commanding, before he growled aloud, “Lie down, Leif. Now. On your back.”

I scrambled into position, grateful for the direction even if I was kind of embarrassed by how easily he’d read me.

Hawk pulled Holly into his arms, turning her toward me as he peeled away the blanket shielding her lush curves.

“Slight change of plans, baby,” Hawk murmured low in her ear, his voice full of gravel. He knew I could hear him—both through my bear ears and over our bond bites—and he didn’t care.

He cupped her big breasts, massaging them in a way that made her groan and arch against his chest as he told her, “He’s afraid he can’t handle you. And let’s be honest—he’s probably right.”

The words hit me like bullets, sharp and merciless, and a groan escaped me, humiliation burning my chest. But for some reason, a new heat lit up my body, and my dick swelled in an instant, the tip wet with something I’d only ever heard about—pre-cum.

“You’ll have to take the lead with him,” Hawk told Holly, his smile curling darkly as his eyes locked on mine. “Claim him since he can’t claim you.”

Holly’s shields stayed firmly in place, sparing me from whatever she might be thinking. But Hawk didn’t spare me. In fact, he hit at me even harder, punching every derisive, judgmental thought he was having about me into my maul bite.

“Climb on top of him,” Hawk told her. His voice dropped, smooth but relentless. “Take what’s yours.”

She hesitated, her gaze darting over her shoulder to Hawk, then back to me.

I couldn’t breathe. Humiliation washed over me in hot, suffocating waves, and for reasons I couldn’t comprehend, I leaked more pre-cum.

“It’s alright, baby,” Hawk assured her, crooning in her ear with an authority that made my stomach twist. “He likes it mean. I promise you. Go.”

Holly tentatively moved to get in position but then hesitated, her thick thighs quivering as she hovered over me, dripping estrus onto my straining erection.

I’d never been so hard in my life. Instinct took over, and I reached up to grip her hips, desperate to guide her down, to feel her?—

“Don’t, puppy.” Hawk’s command cracked through the room like a whip. “You don’t get to touch her. Your job is to fucking lie there while she takes what she wants.”

My cock throbbed violently at his censure, my breaths coming short and uneven. But I obeyed. I dropped my hands, bunching them in the blankets beneath me, my entire body trembling as I waited for her to make her move.

“Go ahead, Holly,” Hawk murmured, his voice soft but commanding. “Take what’s yours.”

She hesitated, her eyes searching mine. Her shields were still up, but whatever she found in my gaze, it was enough. In the next moment, her trembling fingers reached between us, guiding me to her entrance.

The instant her wet heat slid over me, I nearly lost it.

“Oh, fuck …” I groaned, my hips jerking up involuntarily as I gripped the blankets beneath us, fighting for control. “Holly, you feel so?—”

“Don’t you dare come before she does,” Hawk interrupted, his voice sharp and unyielding. “Hold it. Be a good boy until our mate’s finished with you.”

The command sent a shock of sick pleasure through me. I didn’t understand why, but something about the restraint, the demand to wait, only fueled the fire raging in my veins.

A tidal wave of need was crashing through me, but I made myself hold back, even as I begged, “Please, Holly. I don’t know how long I can?—”

“Ssh, Leif.” Her hand brushed over my chest, gentle and soothing. “You can do it.”

Her words were a balm, and to my relief, she began moving. Slowly at first, testing, then with growing confidence as she placed her hands on my chest and found her rhythm. Each roll of her hips sent electric pleasure crashing through me. I bit my lip, desperate to hold on.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” Hawk said to Holly, his voice laced with approval. “See how he’s trembling? How bad he wants you? But you know what, fuck what he wants. Take your time. Don’t let him come until you’ve had your fill.”

Her confidence bloomed with his words. Her movements grew bolder, more purposeful. She leaned forward, her braids brushing my chest as her lips hovered near my ear.

“You like this, don’t you?” she whispered.

“Yes,” I gasped. “God, yes.”

Hawk chuckled, cruel and knowing. “Up until you walked into that bar, he thought he was broken. Didn’t like girls. Didn’t like boys. Suspected he’d never want anyone. Isn’t that right, Leif?”

I didn’t realize he’d basically read my sexual history until he said that. My dick jumped with a heat I couldn’t name, even as a molten, nasty shame burned up my chest.

“Hawk…” I rasped, but the truth had already spilled out.

“He thought he was like that guy Aled from Alice Oseman’s Radio Silence ,” Hawk continued mercilessly. “An ace. And there’s nothing wrong with that. But he figured out that wasn’t the case for him the moment he saw you. He knew. He was waiting for this. For you.”

Holly stilled, her gaze locking onto mine. “Is that true?”

My throat tightened, and tears welled in my eyes. “Yes,” I finally croaked, barely able to choke out the words. “It’s…it’s true.”

“Keep going,” Hawk urged her before she could respond. “He’s trying to be a good boy, but I don’t think he can hold on much longer now that we’ve unlocked his domination and humiliation kink.”

The words…the truths I didn’t know until this very moment hit like a hammer, shame and arousal tangling in a way that made my head spin.

“Holly…Hawk…don’t…please…oh fuck…oh fuck…”

I didn’t know…didn’t know what I was saying. Couldn’t be coherent. Couldn’t form full thoughts.

All I could do was fist the blankets and try…try to hold back as Holly’s movements grew more frantic.

Her shields suddenly dropped, and I could feel the rising bloom of her incoming pleasure like it was my own.

“I’m close,” she gasped, her nails digging into my chest.

So was I. Too close . Hawk was right—this was too much for me. I couldn’t handle it. My cock spasmed, threatening to betray me.

“Let her finish,” Hawk growled, his tone a sharp command. “Be a good boy, Leif.”

Be a good boy . The order pushed me to the edge, my muscles trembling with the sheer effort of restraint. I wanted to…I wanted to be a good boy…but I didn’t know if I could!

Holly cried out, her body spasming around me as her climax hit. The sensation was overwhelming, and I bit back a roar, barely holding on.

“Oh, God, that was so good, Leif,” Holly gasped, her voice shaking as she came down from the high.

“Be a good boy, Leif,” Hawk’s dark warning pushed into my head.

I squeezed my eyes shut. “Holly…Holly…” I pleaded through clenched teeth.

“You gotta give him permission, baby,” Hawk reminded her lazily. Like he was just watching a game of badminton or something.

“Oh, sorry!" Holly said with a lot more urgency in her voice. "Yes, you can come, too. Do it. Come like a good boy for me.”

Her permission shattered my control, and my release tore through me in a powerful wave that left me gasping and shaking beneath her.

“Good boy,” Hawk said, satisfaction curling in his tone.

But I barely had time to recover before he growled out another command.

“Bend your legs, puppy,” he ordered. “I want you to watch.”

I obeyed without question, my body still quaking as Holly shifted above me—not of her own accord, but because Hawk was pulling her into a kneeling position over my spent cock.

Hawk lined himself up behind her and thrust into her with a low growl, his movements rough and demanding. Holly gasped, her elbows braced on either side of my chest as Hawk claimed her.

And just like that, I was hard again.

Her shields were still down, and I felt everything—the tight clamp of her pussy around his larger cock, the electric current of her pleasure spiraling higher with every thrust.

“Watch, Leif,” Hawk commanded, his voice dark and possessive. Then he privately told me over our maul bond. “Watch your mate. This is what she needs. This is what we’re here for. This is your fucking job until one of us puts a cub in her.”

Holly’s breasts pressed into my chest with every thrust. Her cries of pleasure filled the air, her body trembling as Hawk took her.

Meanwhile, above her back, Hawk’s lips curled into a cruel grin as he added, “And after one of us knocks her up, I’ll let her use you like a butt plug while I’m between her legs. Her personal grizzly fuck toy.”

I couldn’t look away.

Shame and humiliation burned through me as Hawk spelled out our future. And arousal. So much arousal. My cock throbbed dangerously, straining against the urge to come.

“Don’t come,” Hawk warned me out loud, his voice low and menacing. “Not until she’s done. Not until she’s ready for you again.”

I groaned but clenched my fists in the blankets, forcing myself to hold on.

And as Holly cried out, her body shuddering beneath Hawk’s rough, demanding rhythm, I knew one thing for certain:

I’d do anything for her.

Anything .

Which was how I managed not to come like a very bad boy. Even when Holly’s lips instinctively found mine, her third orgasm breaking against my mouth as a muffled cry while Hawk released into the wet, gripping heat of her pussy.

His tone had been derisive earlier, but the intense pleasure flooding our maul bite told me everything I needed to know—he more than approved of the new dynamic he’d ruthlessly unearthed from inside me.

“Way to keep things interesting for our new maul, puppy,” Hawk said with a wicked grin as he collapsed to the side of us.

But his grin faltered when another wave of emotion swept over the bond. Doubt. Humiliation. This time, it wasn’t coming from me.

It was Holly.

She was surfacing from her estrus haze, the realization of what had just happened hitting her hard. Her shame and confusion rolled through us in thick waves, and she tried to pull away, her thoughts spiraling. What’s wrong with me? How could I have done that to him ? —

“No, no, you’re perfect,” I assured her, wrapping her tight in my arms before she could go down that dark path. “I’m not going to pressure you to bite me back, but if you could feel what I feel, you’d know you did nothing wrong.”

Her face pressed against my chest. “I humiliated you,” she whispered. “And worse, I got off on it.”

“It’s okay, baby,” Hawk said, reaching out to rub her back. “It’s okay to feel this good.”

“Is it?” she murmured, her words muffled against my skin. “I mean, I get that this is some kind of biological imperative for bear shifters, but I barely know you two. We just met.”

I felt everything come rushing back now that the estrus had let go of her—her uncertainty, her guilt, her lingering wariness.

I scrambled for something, anything, to say to convince her I wasn’t just some stranger. “Well, like I said, I’m a made bear—got turned after a hunting accident three years ago. I’m from Vancouver, born and raised. You met my grizzly earlier—uh, sorry about that, by the way. Other than that, this is my first year as a RCMP. Might be my last if Takoda carries through on pressing charges for that bar fight.”

“He won’t,” Hawk interjected, cutting off my spiraling thoughts. “Mauls supersede laws.”

“I hope so,” I muttered. “I really like this job. It’s so much better than my last one.”

Hawk’s gaze sharpened. “What did you do before that could possibly be worse than patrolling a boring-ass mountain town in hibernation season?”

He had no idea. And unlike with my nearly non-existent sexual past, I kept my mental shields firmly locked around that topic.

Luckily, Holly distracted him with another question. “Wait—so you and Koda are both Mounties. And, Hawk, you’re…”

She turned her face to Hawk, her shields snapping back up as she trailed off.

A beat of tension. Then Hawk’s hand tightened on her hip, his voice steady but resigned as he admitted, “Guess this is where I fess up. Not my first time inside a jail cell. I’m an ex-con.”

A new brand of wariness spilled over our bond as Holly stilled against me. “How long?” she asked, her voice tight, guarded.

Hawk didn’t answer right away.

My bear thrummed, wanting to break up the tension with a joke or something. But I stayed quiet, bracing myself for Hawk’s response.

“Ten years,” he admitted, the weight of those words settling heavy in the space between us. “Should’ve been twenty, but they cut my sentence short for good behavior.”

“What did you do?” she pressed, her voice faltering. Anxiety and dread leaked through her bite.

“Revenge,” Hawk said simply. “Real gruesome shit against a rival wolf gang. That’s what got me locked up. Before that, I was into drugs and guns—Iron Claw shit.”

“Wait.” Her mental shields suddenly snapped back up, and she raised up out of my arms, sitting on the blankets next to me, but a little further away from Hawk. “How did I let myself forget that you’re in that motorcycle gang, too?”

“Not anymore,” Hawk said firmly, sitting up along with her. “I left. That night you met me, I was letting our VP know I wasn’t coming back. Also…”

He looked away, and a spark of embarrassment flared over our maul bond. “I was putting in an application to be a short-order cook at the Bar & Grill.”

“Good idea!” I blurted. “The food was great before Cody went into hibernation, but those Red Twin grizzly brothers of his… They really can’t cook. It’s been a hard winter, depending on them for lunch and dinner.”

Holly and Hawk both turned to me, their expressions united in the same message: Leif. Read the room.

“Sorry,” I muttered, raising my hands. “Just saying, they could use the help.”

Hawk’s attention shifted back to Holly. “Now that I’m out of jail, all I want is to settle down. Find a maul. Here. This is exactly where I want to be. It’s the only thing that got me through those ten shitty years.”

“And you think this accidental maul is that dream come true?” Holly asked. I didn’t need her shields to be down to read the skepticism in her tone.

But Hawk didn’t flinch. “I know it is.”

“So do I!” I sat up and rubbed my stomach. “I mean, those waffles were incredible. Takoda was a genius for adding you to our maul.”

Her wariness shifted to a frown as her gaze flicked between us. “Wait,” she said slowly, suspicion creeping into her voice. “Where is Koda? He promised he’d be back to explain all of this to me, and he doesn’t seem like the type to break a promise.”

Hawk’s grimaced, and his gaze flicked to me. And I froze, guilt replacing all my enthusiasm about our new maul inside my chest.

“What did you two do?” she demanded, narrowing her eyes.

Before either of us could respond, a voice boomed from the top of the stairs. “HOLLY!”

Then Koda appeared, his chest heaving with rage, his dark eyes locked onto our mate.