Page 10 of Shared By the Werebears
“Look, not everybody is out to get you,” I told him, trying to makemy voice gentle. “The people here in Hidden Hollow are really nice—we like to help each other. Just let me bring you to Goody Albright and tell her your story. Maybe she can find a way to break your curse.”
“Well…” Ronan still held back but Finn took his friend’s arm and tugged gently.
“Come on, Ronan,” he said coaxingly. “At this point, what do we have to lose?”
“All right.” Ronan sighed harshly. “I’ll go with you. But I don’t believe anyone can lift this curse—the sorceress who put it on us is too fucking powerful!”
“Goody Albright has a good bit of power herself,” I told them. “Let me just change clothes and I’ll bring you to see her. Come on in the back with me.”
I didn’t want to let them out of my sight while I changed. I didn’t trust that Ronan wouldn’t just decide to take off and make Finn come with him. He was clearly the leader in their little band of two.
I led them through the diner’s kitchen to stand in front of the privacy door where I had to say a little spell to get in.
“It’s me, open free,”I murmured as I touched the lock. It opened and the door swung inwards, revealing my living quarters.
Then I led the two Weres into my own little world.
6
FINN
Ifollowed Goldie into the back room and Ronan came with me, though I could hear him muttering under his breath that “trusting a Succubus was a bad idea.”
Personally, I didn’t know enough about Succubusses—Succubi?—to know if that was true or not. I hadn’t even been through a full mating cycle yet—and now I probably never would be, I thought sadly. Female Werebears are few and far between and none of them wants to get with a male who can’t Shift out of his Fur Form to help take care of the cubs.
I still felt the curse like a heavy weight at the back of my neck. Even now, it was urging me to change—to Shift back to my Fur Form and let my mind go…just dissolve into the limited understanding of a beast.
I didn’t want to do that! I wanted to live my life at least half human and find a mate. Ronan might be a confirmed bachelor—he’d had a bad breakup with his last mate, which made him wary of females in general—but that wasn’t the life I wanted.
But what I wanted most at the moment was just to have a little more time alone with the curvy little Succubus who was leading us into her living room. I could still smell her warm, feminine scent on myfingers and I kept wanting to slip them into my mouth so I could taste the last traces of her honey.
Bears love to taste their females, but I had never gotten a chance to do that, since, as I said, I’d never been through a mating cycle. My bear came out later in my life, which meant I was far behind other Weres of my age.
Just being near a female so ripe for breeding was making my shaft rock-hard. Or maybe that was the lust spell she’d admitted using to draw us to her that was working on me. Either way, it made me long to taste her honey and fill her tight little pussy with both my tongue and my cock.
But since Ronan was watching me like a hawk, I kept my hands at my sides and just studied the living room we were standing in. It was nice, with a broad leather sectional that looked big enough for three or four people to relax on. There was a big screen TV hung on the wall above the fireplace, which looked perfect for watching a game. Yeah, I’m a Were-Creature but I’m still a male—I like to follow human sports, especially football.
I saw my friend’s eyes darting around the room too, taking in the amenities. We keep our shared cabin neat but it’s also kind of barren. Goldie’s home was, well,homey.There were little decorative touches here and there that were missing from our place, like pictures on the walls and a warm rug on the floor that looked hand-woven.
“Just give me a minute to change,” Goldie said and gave me a flirtatious wink. She was still walking around with her full, bare breasts on display and I have to admit, they made my mouth water. I couldn’t help remembering how she’d moaned when I thumbed her nipples or the heavy weight of her full globes in my hands. She was older than me, but I didn’t mind that. I’ve always found older women sexy—especially the ones who know what they’re doing, which she clearly did.
I supposed that made sense, considering that she had admitted to being “half Succubus.” Like every other Were I knew, I’d been warned about interacting with any kind of demonic Creatures—especially thosethat drew their life-force from other mortals and magical beings. But I couldn’t help feeling intrigued by Goldie—everything about her was almost too much, from her abundant curves to her long golden curls. I felt like a man who’d been given just a taste of a delectable dessert and now I wanted more.
But I was pretty sure that Ronan didn’t feel the same way. He was always suspicious of any kind of magic user.
Being Weres, we can’t do magic ourselves—our magic is in our blood and it gives us the ability to Shift. But those who can take the invisible power that’s floating around all of us all the time and twist it to their will, well, they’re a different breed from us. And Weres don’t like things—or people—who are different. Which is why we mostly stick to our own kind and stay far away from human habitation.
But here we were, getting ready to follow Goldie through the town and tell our sad story to a complete stranger. We would be letting others know we were vulnerable—something Weres almost never do.
I just hoped I wouldn’t regret my decision to refuse Ronan’s leadership and insist that we talk to this new witch. But if she could help us lift the curse that sat at the back of my neck like an iron brick, well then, it would be worth the risk.
And at the very least maybe we could spend more time with Goldie. I knew it wasn’t right, but I couldn’t help wanting to touch her again…and maybe to taste her too.
7
RONAN
Ilooked around the living room as I waited impatiently for the Succubus to change her clothes. It was a nice area, I had to admit. But not nice enough to keep me here if she didn’t hurry the fuck up.
