Bear The Burn (Firebear Brides 1) (9 page)

Redmond pulled away and joined the firefighting efforts. Royce could see immediately that it was his little brother who had set up their haphazard system, using the locals’ strengths to their advantage. He turned to go join them when the nurse caught him by the hand and stopped him.

“Oh no you don’t,” she said. “Sit yourself down here and let me clean those wounds. Werebear or not, if your arm ends up rotting off, you won’t be any use to anyone,” she said sternly, as several other trucks and more pulled up.

Royce recognized her as Kacey, the wife of one of Shifter Grove’s founders, Warren, who was undoubtedly in the thick of things fighting the fire. Tiana grabbed Royce’s hand and only that reminded him suddenly to breathe, her soft touch rousing 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 wetter. She was drowning in her juices and as her excitement grew, so did the pressure of her lips around Royce’s cock. Losing herself, building up to her orgasm, she yelped as Royce tore her out of the moment.

Growling, he flipped her body over on the couch, having her grip the backrest. He tore down the straps of her shirt and kneaded one of her breasts with his rough fingers, while pulling up her skirt and pressing the head of his cock to her opening. She looked over her shoulder, gasping, finding Royce’s mouth right there and kissing it firmly. Like every time he touched her, he could send her to heights unknown with only a few simple brushes of his fingers.

“I want you so bad,” she moaned, and he happily complied with her desire.

Thrusting into her, Royce sent Tiana wailing for more. She bucked against him, kissing him again and again while the tension within her built. Small muscles clenched around Royce’s erection, milking it, begging it for more as he stroked into her, changing from faster to slower, harder to softer. She was wound up tight; the way he toyed with her almost excruciating.

“Beg for it,” Royce hissed in her ear, and she knew it was as much for his sake as it was for her.

“Please, Royce,” she said breathily, feeling every one of those words as his deep thrusts sped up again. “Fuck me! Make me cum, please!”

Growling, Royce laid into her, holding her by the hips now as he worked himself in and out of her, bottoming out every damn time. It was so good and after a few more plunging motions, she couldn’t hold on anymore. Tiana’s vision blacked and then sparked to life in brilliant colors as she hung on to the backrest, bucking and squealing as her orgasm hit.

Milking and wringing it all out of him, she tore at Royce along with her release and soon, she felt the satisfying, delicious feeling of his cum filling her up. Tiana relaxed, letting her body slump on her elbows as Royce rested his forehead on her shoulder, damp with sweat. His breath was hot on her back.

“The things you do to me, Tiana,” he murmured with a chuckle, easing himself out of her.

Tiana curled up next to him as Royce sat down on the couch, his hand around her protectively. The big house towered around them, needing work, love, and attention, and none of it would be easy. There was a lot to overcome to make Royce’s dream of owning his family home come true, and plenty of it wasn’t something they could control. But Tiana knew that she wanted to be a part of it. It all just felt right. She needed to be with this man and to make her life with him. It was the only path to happiness she wanted to take.

“I love you,” she said, looking up into his slate gray eyes.

She saw a flash of dark brown there, and a grumble of approval in his chest. Royce smiled, squeezing her tightly.

“I love you too, Tiana.”

There was no hesitation left. She was done running. This was where she was going to stay, right by his side, no matter what happened. Good or bad, easy or hard, she’d be with him. And he with her. It was the best fairytale she could imagine.
 

EPILOGUE

Royce

“Hell, Royce, am I supposed to do this on my own?” Redmond grumbled, gritting his teeth as they heaved up a heavy crossbeam.

Royce snapped back to reality, clearing his head of the particularly delicious mental image of Tiana spread out on their shared bed, purring with happiness after their morning romp. He grabbed hold of the crossbeam and nudged it into place, wavering precariously for a moment before they secured it as one of the new supports for the second story hay storage.

The barn was almost completely done and Royce was thankful for it. He hadn’t managed to really sit down and have a longer talk with the rest of his brothers, but he’d told Redmond about the requirements set before them and at least he seemed to understand and support Royce’s desire to keep the homestead.

It helped that Tiana was spoiling Redmond with her baking and that the Los Angeles bear was discovering that he didn’t know everything about his bear that he thought he knew. Royce assumed with reasonable certainty that Redmond would be the next one chasing for a wife, and that notion amused him as much as it filled him with hope.

Redmond scooted up and between the two of them, and they got the crossbeam hammered into place. It was just in time too, as evening was falling and it would get dark soon. As with all mountainous regions the way the sun set was almost like flicking off a light. Dramatic, to say the least. Chatting amongst one another, they got out of the barn and walked over to the house.

“You thinking about getting in touch with Ragnar?” Redmond asked.

It wasn’t lost on Royce that both of them avoided the topic of Rhodes, the one out of the bunch of them who would probably be the hardest to sway. But that was a problem for another time.

“I am. But I figured I’d give you time to woo a bride first,” Royce stated, grinning at the dirty look his brother tossed him. “Hey, you know the rules.”

“Yeah, I do,” Redmond said with a sigh, heading for the stairs that went to the second floor. “I’ll take a shower and then tell you in excruciating detail what I think about Uncle Herbert’s bird-brained idea. For a bear, he sure had a weird sense of humor.”

Chuckling, Royce walked into the kitchen, finding Tiana sitting there and nursing a cup of tea. She looked a bit out of sorts, her face twisted between a smile and a scowl and her hands trembling a bit.

“What’s wrong, honey?” he asked, sitting down next to her.

She’d come out of the fire surprisingly well. Many people who went through trauma like that would have nightmares and it would haunt them, but Tiana had brushed it off like a champ. For a moment, Royce worried that maybe the memories had finally caught up with her. He sat down next to her, scooping her up in his arms and putting her on his lap. She smiled softly, not fighting him and draping her arms around his neck.

“I got some news today,” she said, biting her lower lip in that maddening way of hers.

“Yeah? From Cerise? Austin?” Royce asked, remembering that Tiana had been in talks with the owners of the only bar and diner in Shifter Grove. “Do they want you to start supplying them with bread?” he asked, getting excited for her.

Her eyes were clouded over a bit, but they cleared as she looked at him, nodding her head slowly.

“Yes, both of them do. But… that’s not all,” she said, her voice pitching higher than usual.

“Come on, honey, what is it? You’re making me worried,” he said, cuddling her closer.

“I’m… I’m pregnant,” she finally said, looking a tiny bit apprehensive.

Royce almost knocked both of them into the dining table when he jumped up and started bouncing around the kitchen with Tiana in his arms.

“Are you sure?!” he asked, grinning widely.

He’d always wanted a family. Badly. But it had never seemed right while he lived in Boston. Not only had he not found the right woman, but the city was no place to raise cubs. It had become abundantly clear when he came back to Idaho and remembered the happiness of his childhood there in the big open plains, thick forests, and gorgeous mountains. The thought of raising a family there, in Hamilton House, with the woman he loved more than anything filled his soul with a joy unlike any other.

“I’m sure,” she laughed, clinging to him. “We’re having a baby!”

“Hell, Tiana! That’s one way to make a man work ten times as hard,” he said, grinning. “I’m going to have this place damn spotless by the time the little one gets here!” he rejoiced.

Everything was falling into place. He had his woman, he would soon have his cub, and at least one of his brothers saw the same kind of opportunity that he did. There was a long road ahead, but Royce Hamilton was confident that everything would work out. It had to. And it would. He’d make sure of that.

He put Tiana down gently and pulled her to him, crushing his lips against hers in a long, devouring kiss. Being without her was not an option. He would build a life for them, and he wouldn’t rest before it was everything she deserved.