Free Paige's Bossy Bear (A BBW Paranormal Romance) (A Blackwood Brothers' Book) by Marie Mason Page A

nervous habit she knew, and then stopped, not wanting to ruin her manicure. Geez, you would have thought having a big bear shifter at your beck and call, proclaiming to be your true mate, would settle a girl’s nerves. It hadn’t.
    Deb had warned her that she’d feel, umm, horny as the mating bond grew between her and Quinn. She hadn’t told her she would turn into a nympho. Maybe she was in heat or something. She rubbed a hand across her stomach. It was just wishful thinking on her part even though they hadn’t used a condom since the night he’d mated with her, doing nothing to prevent a pregnancy. They were letting nature take its course. Just like their mating. So far, nature had been telling them no, it wasn’t time for children. She was sad, not devastated. But sad. She longed for a baby, but was in no hurry, figuring it would happen when it happened. But it had been three months already. Three months filled with sex, sex, and more sex. She worried that maybe something was wrong with her. That she couldn’t conceive. She knew how much having a family meant to Quinn, how much it meant to her.
    No, everything would be fine she assured herself.
    Except for her bossy bear.
    She sighed. That really wasn’t a fair description of Quinn. He wasn’t bossy. Not in the ‘I’m going to keep you away from all of your friends and start beating you’ bossy. No, the ‘bossy’ was a direct side effect of his dominant side. Which wasn’t a bad side. He wanted her to give up her rented house and move in with him. Something inside of Paige told her not to do it. Not yet. Not that she doubted her love for him, or his for hers. Who wouldn’t believe the word of a thousand pound bear shifter whose cock got hard the moment she smiled at him? No, this was more about the doubts she carried inside herself because she was a big girl. A curvy girl. A damn sexy girl as Quinn called her. She smiled then frowned. Why was she hesitating? He was everything she had ever wanted in a man. Big, strong, intelligent. So sexy it made her hurt to look at him sometimes. Loving, kind, protective. Bossy. There was that word again. Was his instinctive dominance too much for her?
    It felt like forever since she’d been in his arms. She found herself suddenly desperate to feel the stubble of his bread roughened jaw chaffing against their mate mark, and lower, down the slope of her breasts, her nipples, the tender insides of her thighs. Damn it, she wanted him to lick her pussy until she screamed his name and came against his tongue. She fought the urge to touch her clit and provide herself with some much-needed relief.
    Instead, she checked on the food once more before walking back into the large living space. Over the last two months, she’d spent almost as much time here as she had in her own small, rented house. Quinn’s home was beautiful; there was no doubt about that. It was warm, inviting; the perfect place to live. She sat down in one of the soft leather chairs he’d positioned by the fireplace.
    She was not a weak woman. She had an opinion about everything and wasn’t afraid to express it. And Quinn didn’t mind. In fact, she knew he deliberately picked controversial subjects just to argue with her. Of course, he always followed that up with mind-blowing sex, so who didn’t mind a strong difference of opinion. Even though he pushed her buttons and riled her up every now and then, she knew they shared the same fundamental beliefs in most things. The important things.
    So why was she hesitating about taking the next step in their relationship? She scrunched down in the chair, staring out of the huge floor to ceiling windows on the far side of the room. The first official day of summer had been a week ago and there was nowhere better to enjoy the beautiful days of summer. The early evening sky was just turning its brilliant shades of reds and oranges and yellows. Quinn had told her she could change anything she didn’t like about his