Free What a Bear Wants by Nikki Winter

night before. No matter how far off she was he could still smell her, could still hear the husky tone of her voice, imagine those wide brown eyes staring up at him as he pounded into her over and over again.
              “What’s more satisfying to you, Ransom?” His brother questioned, interrupting his line of thought, “the doe that simply lies there and wait, or the one that you have to put effort into catching? Fallon wants you. Anyone with common sense and a healthy sex drive can see that from a mile off. She just doesn’t know how to deal with it because she’s used to being Queen Wilder, ruler of all we survey.” Maddox stood and began walking away. “Make her want to let go of that control, that tightly reined logic, just once and I think you’ll be surprised at the results.”
              Ransom sat in that chair for just a few minutes longer, tuning out the sounds of pups and cubs running about. When he finally got up, he chose to ignore that the group of male tigers hissed viciously at him as he passed by. Felines could be so goddamn sensitive.
     
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              “You can’t avoid him forever, Fal.”
              “Yes I can!” Fallon bellowed, walking faster and faster, trying to get the female behind her to leave her alone. She’d been on her way to the lake when Cree tracked her down and started harassing her.
              “You’re being ridiculous!”
              “And you’re sticking your maw where it doesn’t belong.”
              Cree grabbed her forearm and pulled her to a stop. “At some point you’re going to have to face not only him but the fact that your wolf obviously wants something that it’s not getting. Full-human logic doesn’t apply in our world, Fallon. The beast wants what the beast wants.”
              Her eyes narrowed on the other woman. “What my beast wants and what it needs are two different things.” She pulled away from Cree. “It may want a hard bear-involved fuck but what it needs is to stay focused.”
              “On what?” Cree waved her hands around. “What do you have going on that’s so goddamn important that you can’t use your vagina for any amount of time? This place practically runs itself.”
              Fallon’s lips twisted.
              “I’m waiting.”
              “I don’t have to explain myself to you!” She tried walking away but the psychotic little bitch just jumped on her back and wrestled her down.
              “You never have to explain anything to me. You’re completely right about that but I’m telling you, as your friend, you need to have sex; preferably with a male that doesn’t run screaming after you’re done, afraid that you’re going to black widow him.”
              “Oh that’s a nice sentiment!”
              Cree sat back, making herself more comfortable by resting on Fallon’s legs. What the fuck was this shit?! “It may not be what you want to hear but it’s true. When’s the last time you had sex with something that wasn’t manufactured in an assembly line?”
              “ That is none of your business.”
              “Wow,” Cree breathed. “That long huh?”
              “Get off me!” Fallon tried slapping at her friend’s face but ended up pinned. “Goddammit Cree!”
              “Aren’t you afraid that if you don’t use it, it’ll fall off? Like an extra finger that the circulation has been cut off from?”
              “What is wrong with you?”
              “A lot of things but we aren’t talking about me right now. We’re talking about your lack of cock and how unhealthy it is. Unless, of course, you’ve decided that you have other preferences.” Cree’s brows rose suggestively.
              Fallon gasped. “ No!”
              The she-wolf innocently held up her hands.