Free Bear The Burn (Firebear Brides 1) by Anya Nowlan

him from the almost deafening call to join in and help.
    “I’m so sorry,” she said, gripping his hand strongly. “I should have never run off like that. Running away from my problems never solves anything.”
    He smiled lightly, leaning in to kiss her on the lips. It was a featherlight peck, only the shadow of a kiss, but it brought a smile to her lips and that was all he needed to see.
    “Don’t worry, honey. We’ll figure all of this out.”
    He didn’t let go of her hand. He’d be damned if he’d ever let her go again.
 

CHAPTER TEN
    Tiana
     
    “Hell, Tiana, you’re going to make me get a gut,” Redmond said, falling back in his seat with his hands and patting his toned stomach.
    “Maybe you just need to work harder then,” Royce commented mildly, ducking a friendly glare that came from his younger brother.
    It had been a week now since the fire, though it felt like so much more. Tiana picked up her plate and took it to the sink, the two men doing the same. Royce’s big, comforting palm rested on the small of her back as he leaned over her to put the dirty dishes away, while Redmond was already flying out the door as usual.
    That guy seemed to be more in the forests than out of them, but Tiana couldn’t complain. It meant she and Royce had more time for themselves. She sucked in a breath as he grabbed her by the hip and spun her around, pinning her between the counter and his hard body. The pressure against her thigh from the throbbing of his thick, absolutely gorgeous cock left no doubt about what he had in mind.
    Grinning slyly, he kept her there until Redmond disappeared around the corner of the house. Royce’s hands quickly snatched her up, throwing her legs around his waist and walking her over to the rickety couch that made up the whole interior of their living room.
    “What do you think you’re doing?” she chided, half-amused.
    “Why, I’m ravishing you. Isn’t it obvious?” he teased, stealing a quick kiss.
    She laughed as he put her down on the couch and pulled off his shirt in almost the same motion, revealing his sculpted torso. Her fingers went to his belt immediately and with deft movements, she undid them and pulled down his jeans to reveal that erection she couldn’t get enough of.
    The fire had been taken care of quickly and it had caused less damage than they would have expected. Her truck, however, was completely totaled. Royce had teased her, saying that it meant she couldn’t run away from him again, but she wouldn’t have tried if she could. The fire had really opened her eyes about a lot of things. There was no sense in running away from something that made her happy. And Royce, Idaho, and Hamilton House certainly made her happy.
    Dallas seemed like a distant memory. She’d been stressed, tired, and annoyed there. In comparison, Idaho felt like heaven. She could breathe there and all her options seemed open for her to explore. Though there was one in particular she couldn’t get enough of lately.
    Her lips curled around the rosy, smooth tip of his cock, her tongue lapping and laving over it with torturous slowness. His pre-cum tasted sweet and salty at the same time and she closed her eyes, going deeper on him, taking Royce’s length in her mouth as much as she could. She loved the way his fingers gripped her hair, applying just enough pressure, but not forcing her. Though he could have asked her to do anything and she would have happily complied.
    Soaking through her panties, she squirmed a little, pushing the wet fabric away and slipping her hand underneath her skirt. She let her fingertips roll over her clit in beat with her head bobbing up and down on him, reveling in his taste, his size, and the grunts and groans he made when she hit just the right spot.
    “Fuck, honey, that’s so good,” he hissed as she picked up speed, one hand around his base, tugging up and down where her mouth couldn’t go.
    Her core pulsed promisingly, her slit getting slicker and