Free Mending the Bear by Vanessa Devereaux Page A

ramp, while quickly noticing
that his brother’s, Cade’s, bike was parked there. He’d given both his brothers
keys to his place and they knew they were more than welcome to stop by or crash
at his place whenever they were around.
    He headed up the stairs, saw the light on
his place and opted to knock on the door rather than use his key. Cade opened
it a few minutes later, standing there with bare feet and a huge sandwich in
his hand.
    “Thought I’d make myself some supper, you
want one?” he asked Ian.
    “No, I went to salmon night at the
Starlight,” said Ian, throwing his jacket on the chair.
    Cade put his nose in the air. “I smell
human all over you. I also smell pussy all over you. Don’t tell me you’ve moved
on from Joanne with a human?”
    “So what if I have?” Ian realized how
defensive he’d sounded with his response.
    “The guy who I heard caused havoc in a
supermarket because his mate had been unfaithful and you’ve quickly found
yourself a new lady who just so happens to be human. Does that really sound
like my brother?”
    “Joanne’s going to come to her senses
pretty soon and while she does that, I’m certainly not going to live like a celibate
bear and pussy’s pussy.” He didn’t believe that for one minute. Eve’s pussy had
been pure delight, but he wasn’t going to tell his brother that and not just
because it wasn’t any of his business.
    “And she’s pretty?”
    “Very, she’s a vet and has her own
practice. I’m acting as security for all the business in the area.”
    “So I’m guessing as you’ve been dipping in
some human pussy that you didn’t hear about Charlie. That’s why I’m here. I’ve
called Trey, too.”
    Ian went cold, Charlie was their Spirit Guardian, the old bear that’d saved lots of people when they’d
crash landed in Kalispell. The man who’d taken three young orphans under his
wings. In fact, he’d acted as Spirit Guardian to twelve young bear shifters. He
had to be close to one hundred years old and Ian hoped he hadn’t passed away.
    “Charlie, is he okay?”
    “Bear McWilliams called me to say they’d
admitted him to the shifter hospital this afternoon because he was having
trouble breathing.”
    Ian grabbed his jacket. “Then let’s go and
see how he’s doing.”
    Joanne would probably be working at this
time of night, but he didn’t care about running into her, Charlie was his main
concern now.
    ****
    Eve pulled a face as she got into bed. Her
pussy had gotten some work out tonight. She wasn’t sure if it was because of
the drought the poor thing had been experiencing, or because Ian was blessed in
the dick department, but her pussy muscles ached.
    She rested her head on the pillow and
looked up at the ceiling. Not that she was complaining in any way. The orgasm
he’d given her. No, make that plural. Had been like the ones she’d read about
in books and magazines but never thought they existed in the real world. How
he’d done the cock-vibrating thing she didn’t know. In fact, she didn’t care
because once her muscles recovered, she wanted more.
    She turned over onto her side, grimacing
as she did so. Would each post sex encounter hurt this bad? She didn’t care if
it did because the pleasure part was so worth any discomfort. He hadn’t asked
her for another date. After they’d fucked he’d kissed her, simply pulled on his
pants, said goodnight, and left.
    She flipped over to her other side. She’d
already fallen into the trap of having sex once and becoming anxious about him
calling again.
    Shit, when would she ever learn? She
grimaced again. She was guessing wherever he was right now, whatever he was
thinking, it wasn’t about them having sex and definitely not about calling her
for another date.
    ****
    When Ian and his brother arrived at the
clinic, Bear was at the front desk, just about ready to head home.
    “How’s Charlie?” Ian asked.
    “He’s resting comfortably, but Cole and
decided it’s best if he