Page 32 of Bearing Secrets
Her head came around so quickly, the snapping sounds were audible to everyone nearby. Natalia didn’t notice. She was too shocked by what she was seeing.
Where the bear had been a moment earlier, a human was standing. Well, mostly a human, but the more she watched, the more it resembled one and the less it looked like a bear. It was also a very big and buff human, like Kirell, who happened to be completely naked, from head to…
Slapping her hand over her eyes, she tore her gaze away from the stranger’s dick.
“Put some clothes on, Kellas! Have some fucking decency, you prick.”
The other man chuckled, and she heard him moving, and then a door to something squeaked open.
“Kellas…but you called the bearKellas.” She was shaking her head, trying to figure it all out.
“You can look now,” Kirell said, his voice still tinged with what she thought was real anger.
She did. Kellas was still there, but he at least had sweatpants on now, though he was still shirtless. Did Kirell look like that with his shirt off, she wondered?
Get your mind out of the gutter and back on what you just saw! That man was a bear. Now he’s a man.
“So, you guys are magicians? Is that what you were wanting to show me?” Her brain latched onto the most rational explanation. “Where did the bear actually go? Was it mirrors?”
Kellas shook his head. “No stage magic, no real magic, and certainly no mirrors. What you saw, was me.”
“Was you,” she repeated. “But where is the bear?”
Kirell pointed past her. “Heisthe bear.”
“Ha ha. Seriously, where is it? How do you keep it so controlled? Is it a robot? Seriously, there was a murderous carnivore here thirty seconds ago. Why is nobody else concerned about this?”
Kellas sighed and looked over her shoulder at Kirell. “Do you want me to show her?”
“No,” Kirell said, mirth still coloring his voice. “I’ll handle it from here. Thank you, though.”
Kellas just shrugged and walked out of the firelight, heading back toward the house.
Once they were alone, she pulled out of his grip, experiencing only the slightest twinge of regret. “What the hell is happening here? What are yougoing to show me?” She was wary now, her guard up, ready for any other tricks.
Kirell didn’t try to get close to her. Instead, he backed away, giving them some space. Then, as she watched in amazement, he peeled off his suit jacket and began undoing the buttons of the shirt beneath.
“Uh, listen. I know you made a sex joke a minute ago, but unless you missed my response, I wasnoton board. This is not overly seductive, despite your, um…” she just waved her hand to indicate his body.
“I’m not trying to seduce you.” As he said it, his shirt came off as well, revealing a chest and upper body that, if anything, wasmoreimpressive than Kellas’s.
“Then why is it you’re working on taking your pants off?”
Kirell’s foot got caught and he hopped slightly before pulling the stubborn pant leg around his heel and freeing it. Natalia watched the entire thing, struggling not to laugh.
“Okay, I believe you now.”
He glared at her before standing up, now clad only in his boxers. Then he stretched, muscles flexing as he did. Natalia couldn’t help it; she bit her lip, eyefucking the shit out of his toned abs and shredded arms.
Kirell noticed of course, flashing her a wink, but then—to her surprise—he sobered completely.
“Listen,” she said tentatively. “Now is not the time for naked fun.”
The big man cocked his head at her. “So, you’re saying that being naked with me would be fun?” He flipped his boxers off as he finished speaking.
Natalia slowly gave him an elevator stare, from feet, to…what was between his legs, over his abs and past his broad shoulders. “Yes, probably,” she clarified. “But it’s not happening, even if you know how to use that.” She pointed right at his dick, carefully staring for only a few seconds and no longer.
Rolling his eyes, Kirell stepped back another few steps. “I want you to promise me something.”
