Page 8 of Big Top Bear Raid
“H-Holy shit,” Zion whispered, nuzzling his lips over the sensitive flesh behind Wraith’s ear.“Never been so fuckin’ hard.”With a groan, he mumbled, “Wanna lay you down and fuck ya so bad, but we have a fuckin’ audience.”
That was when Wraith registered the chuckles, wolf-whistles, and low murmurs all around them.He lifted his head and realized that a group of guys had circled them, most of whom he didn’t know.They were either facing away or looking at each other.A few of them spoke with each other—such as Dixon and another big man.Others grinned and offered wolf-whistles, although they were respecting their privacy.Some just smirked and chatted with another guy.
Then the rest of what Zion had said registered.His mate wanted to fuck him.His ass clenched, and his gut churned, and he didn’t know if it was in anticipation or trepidation.Wraith couldn’t remember the last time he’d given up his ass.
Can I do it for my mate?
If I expect to be able to fuck my mate, I should, right?
Fortunately, Wraith didn’t have to figure out how to share his thoughts.Instead, the big black man who’d been chatting with Dixon must have noticed his attention.He tipped his head toward the beta before using his chin to indicate them.
Dixon ceased whatever he was saying in favor of smirking at him.
Another man grinned at them and quipped, “Finally came up for air, huh?”
“Just wait until it’s you, Eurik.”Zion growled his words, but even Wraith could tell there wasn’t any heat in them.“Then you’ll understand.”
Eurik nodded, his features softening.“From your lips to Fate’s ears.”
Wraith felt his cheeks begin to heat, but he fought it down.
Damn, when was the last time I blushed?
He wasn’t sure he could remember.
“I know you want to get straight to the fucking and bonding,” the bear shifter talking with Dixon stated.“But we have a meeting to go to first.”
Zion grimaced even as he jerked a nod.Turning to Wraith, he hesitated before asking, “Will you, uh...will you join me?”The slightest whiff of unease floated on the evening air as he rubbed his palms up and down Wraith’s back, and Zion added, “I just...really don’t want to let you out of my sight right now.”
Relaxing in his mate’s grip, Wraith smiled up at him.“Back atcha, handsome.”
That earned Wraith a wide grin that turned Zion’s handsome dark features into stunning.He found himself tongue-tied, and he just wanted to take his mate’s mouth again.Zion slid his hand up and cradled Wraith’s bald nape to exert a little pressure.
Just as Wraith felt Zion giving in to his urging, Beta Dixon hollered, “Let’s go, guys.Everyone, head to the deck and make up a plate.”The beta grinned, clearly amused that he was interrupting them.“Dessert’s later.”Then Dixon winked and began to turn, adding, “Congrats, guys.I’m happy for both of ya.”
Once again, Wraith felt heat threaten his neck and cheeks upon hearing the beta’s mention of dessert.He knew exactly what he would love to have.Unable to help himself, as Zion used the arm around him to begin guiding him forward with the group of bear shifters, Wraith couldn’t help side-eyeing him and taking an admiring sweep of the guy.
Can’t wait to get my hands on all that.
Once everyone had loaded up a plate with their first course—a massive bacon cheeseburger for himself and a rare T-bone steak for Zion, along with plenty of sides—Wraith followed the group into Alpha Declan’s large study.As soon as he’d put down the plate, Lark grabbed him in a hug.The alpha-mate offered his congratulations in a giddy voice before hustling to Declan, who’d entered behind them, and being pulled onto the alpha’s lap.
Alpha Declan wrapped his arms around Lark and pecked a kiss to his cheek.Then he focused on them.“Congratulations, Wraith.”His full lips curved into a smile as he turned his attention to Zion.“Ye couldn’t get a better man, Zion.Congrats to ye both.”
“Thank you, Alpha Declan,” Zion replied.Smiling at Wraith, he declared, “I look forward to learning everything about my mate.”
“I’m sorry I’ll be putting a wrinkle in that,” Alpha Declan told them before heaving a sigh.“At least in allowing ye to have as much time as ye’d like with him, that is.”Relaxing back on the sofa, the alpha turned his attention to Congo and admitted, “I’m hoping to get yer bear sleuth’s help.”
“You’ve done so much for us,” Alpha Congo reminded him.“If it’s within our power, we’ll do it.”
Alpha Declan nodded slowly for a few seconds, then explained, “There’s a circus coming into a town a little over an hour away, on the other side of Colin City,” Alpha Declan told them, rubbing his mate’s back in a way that was probably soothing to them both.“They managed to secure some permits that really have me questioning them.”
Worry filled Wraith as he wondered what kind of permits could concern his alpha so much.He got his answer a second later.
“Permits for animal shows that I thought had been banned,” Declan explained as a muscle ticked in his jaw.Staring at Alpha Congo, Declan stated, “I think there may be magick involved in securing those permits.”
“Well, fuck,” Madagascar mumbled, dropping his fork to wrap his arm around his mate, Ishmael.
Congo’s voice came out hard as he claimed, “We’ll check it out.We know the signs.”
