Free Some Bear to Love: BBW Bear Shifter (BWWM) Romance Standalone by Terry Bolryder

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7
    K im didn’t realize how tired she felt until she walked into her empty suite. Sebastien had said he had some things to take care of before he could come join her and she should go take a nap.
    Hopefully, because he intended to tire her out all over again. Her mouth watered and her legs clenched at the prospect of her hot pirate taking control all over again. She grabbed two sheets of paper off the counter and took them to a hammock on her deck that overlooked the ocean.
    The air was sweet and clean with a hint of something icy and cool, and she rocked slightly with one foot as she read over Leah and Mara’s schedules to see if either one of them would be home today.
    The last thing she wanted was to be caught having hot hammock sex with Sebastien when one of them walked in the room.
    Then again, maybe he would take her to his room, wherever that was. She’d known his dad owned the hotel, from when she’d met his dad the first day here, and if he did have a suite, it had to be pretty nice.
    The one they were in was unbelievable, with tropical colors all over the cushions on the furniture and in beautiful paintings on the walls. The hardwood floor felt smooth and comforting after a long day on sand, and the views couldn’t be beat. There were three bedrooms, one for each of the women, and they were all equipped with master baths.
    She hadn’t been anywhere like this since she’d graduated law school and started working sixty-hour weeks at her father’s firm. She’d managed to take breaks here and there for adventures, but it wasn’t common. Her father understood her lust for adventure and had agreed to one last vacation, wherever she wanted to go. So here she was.
    The problem was she’d discovered a lust even greater than her need for adventure.
    It looked like both Leah and Mara would be out until night. That meant awesome evening sex, hopefully. She kind of missed the chance to talk to the other girls. She was the type that liked to talk things over, and it always helped her figure out her feelings, which she’d never been very in touch with.
    She was very clear on her feelings for Sebastien, which made this all the harder. Not every shifter even had a fated mate, it seemed, so it was pretty unfair that someone like her should have hers, yet not have it be the one she was destined to be with.
    She was a woman in her thirties; she should be able to decide. She set aside the schedules and let out a deep sigh as she folded her arms and relaxed into the hammock.
    She’d been out late last night with Sebastien and had slept fitfully afterward. Surely a little nap wouldn’t be out of place. And then she’d have more energy for him to ravish her.
    She thought of Sebastien in full pirate regalia, standing with folded arms and spread legs on the deck of a huge ship, with herself clasping his arm in a ridiculous dress like those on the covers of the bodice-ripper romance novels she’d read in her twenties.
    Oh yeah, that was the stuff, she thought as she drifted off to sleep. She was still muttering naughty things about pirates when Sebastien woke her several hours later.
    She almost thought she was still dreaming when she looked up into his intense, angelic face with the golden halo of his hair streaming around it, and saw that intense, concerned expression he wore. But when she reached up and felt his firm chest and heard the quick exhale of his breath, she realized, no, he was real. All flesh and blood, all hers. She ran her hands lower, over his abs, and then noted his frown.
    She looked out where he was looking, at the setting sun behind them. “It’s getting late,” she said. “I didn’t mean to sleep so long.”
    “I know,” he said. “Judging by the schedules on the floor next to you, your roommates will be getting back soon. Should we reschedule?”
    She shook her head. “Hell no! I was promised this all day! Why can’t we go to your room?”
    He thought about it with narrowed eyes. She