My Bear to Heal (Cypress Valley Shifters #3)

22. Tyler

“ D eep breath for me, Addie.” Doctor Eggert’s voice fills the small exam room. My eyes never leave Addie as her chest expands with a breath. “Good.” He slides the stethoscope across her back. “And again.”

She heaves another breath, wheezing slightly. Over the past few weeks, I haven’t let her out of my sight, too afraid something would happen and she’d be taken from me. Even now, as her stormy eyes search my face and my hand clamps around hers, I count my blessings that she’s still alive.

“Everything sounds great, Addie. And how are your ribs feeling?” Stepping to the side of the bed, the doctor’s fingers prod the sickly yellow-green flesh on her ribs.

She winces. The expression on her face sends my bear into a frenzy, snarling and growling in my head. A rumble slips out of my mouth. “You’re hurting her.”

The doctor stiffens, but doesn’t stop the examination. Being a resident of Oak Ridge, he must know of shifters. Whether he’s been this close to a newly mated, possessive grizzly bear is a mystery to me.

“Stop it, Ty.” Addie’s thumb skates over the back of my knuckles as I tighten my grip on her hand. “I’m fine.” Directing her gaze to the doctor, she says, “The bruising is healing slowly, but my ribs don’t hurt anymore.”

“Very good,” he says, removing his hand from my mate. I don’t miss the slight tremor in it as he steps back, sitting at the computer tucked in the corner, and begins typing.

Another growl sneaks out, rumbling like a small engine, as Addie’s loose shirt falls back over the bruised flesh. She swings her head toward me, a stern glare on her beautiful face.

Like a scolded child caught sneaking sweets before dinner, my growl cuts off. But my gut tightens; I hate seeing her injured.

“Everything looks great, Addie. I’m pleased with how you’ve healed so far. I don’t see a need for you to come back unless your lungs start acting up.” Standing from the rolling stool, he shakes Addie’s hand before shaking mine and leaving the room.

“You sure you’re okay?”

Hopping off the exam table, she comes to stand between my thighs. “For the millionth time, I’m fine , Ty. I love you for being concerned and caring about me, but I’m alive. And I’m still here with you, so stop worrying so much.” Gentle fingers feather over the scruff on my jaw before cupping both sides of my neck.

A purr resonates from my chest as she steps closer until her plush breasts brush against my hard chest. My hands automatically find their place on her wide hips, thumbs caressing the soft flesh under her shirt .

“I love when you get all growly and protective, but maybe don’t scare the doctor, huh?” Lush pink lips tip into a smirk that has my heart nearly stopping.

Fuck, she’s gorgeous.

“Sorry.” I close the distance between our mouths, tongue lashing at her lips until they part for me.

All too soon, Addie pulls back, brushing a thumb under my bottom lip as our eyes lock. “This sound is much better.” Her other hand slips down the front of my flannel shirt, coming to rest over my racing heart. I smile, my chest still vibrating with a low purr. “Come on, hotshot. We have some chickens to feed. And a mischievous goat to tend to. Take me home.”

With one more soft kiss on my lips, she straightens and pulls me from the chair and out of the exam room, until we make it outside to my bike.

The autumn sun beats down on us, making Addie’s hair glow a fiery red. Like a blazing halo around her as she peers over her shoulder at me. Twinkling gray eyes meet my gaze as she swings a leg over my black motorcycle and settles into place.

“Fucking love seeing you on my bike.” I place a kiss on her freckled forehead before nestling the helmet over her curly mane and buckling the strap under her chin. “I love you, Addie Rose.”

Her full lips pull back into a blinding smile as she stares up at me. “Love you, too, Tyler. Always.”

“ C an you drive me to my first patient tomorrow? Then I’ll ride with Dr. Thomas the rest of the day.” One hand grips her toothbrush as she stands in the bedroom door later that evening. Addie started her residency last week. Thankfully, Dr. Thomas pushed the start date back due to Addie’s injuries.

From my chair next to the windows, I scan her luscious body from the top of her head, mane of hair piled into a messy bun. To the tips of her dainty toe nails, painted a light pink. She’s all mine, and she’s fucking perfection. “Sure. As long as I get to pick you up at the end of the day.”

“I was actually going to have dinner with Dad and his new girlfriend. Do you wanna come with me?” Her face lights up when she talks about Earl and his new lady friend. Apparently, he hit it off with one of the nurses at his last appointment to check his heart.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world, darlin’. Are you okay with him dating someone after your mom?”

She smiles, eyes growing glassy. “Yeah, he deserves to be happy and find love again. It’s what Mom would want for him.”

In her bed, Gertie lets out a loud snore, not one to let us forget she’s in the room.

Addie’s giggle bounces across the room as she leans against the doorway. “I still cannot believe we own a goat… and chickens. And that you named the chickens.” She shakes her head in disbelief. “They’re not pets, you know?” The white cotton of her t-shirt—my t-shirt—slips down her shoulder, exposing a pale collarbone. The silver scar of my mark glints in the fading sunlight .

Every time I catch a glimpse of my mating mark on her skin, I want to sink my teeth into her freckled flesh while I slip inside her velvet heat.

My cock twitches to life under the towel still wrapped around my waist from our shower. Shrugging, I answer her, “I know, but it’s more fun this way. Isn’t life all about having fun?”

She smiles, a few coils of red hair tumbling around her face as she nods.

“Come here, mate.” Curling my finger in the air, I beckon her to me.

She obeys, crossing the carpet until she stands between my spread thighs. “Have I told you how much I love you?”

She sighs, weaving her fingers through my hair. The blunt tips of her nails scratch against my scalp, and I lean into the touch like an attention-starved pup. “Only every day, but I don’t mind hearing you say it again.” She bats her long lashes at me.

Staring up into her smoky eyes, my hands glide a path up the outside of her thighs. “Mmm. I love these strong legs, especially right here.” My lips land on the grizzly bear tattooed on her upper thigh.

I push her shirt up until the soft flesh of her belly is exposed, slightly rounded where it dips over her underwear. Silver stretch marks feather her sides like tiger stripes. “I love this perfect tummy that will someday grow my cubs.” Another kiss goes right below her adorable belly button.

A quiet moan hits my ears as I nuzzle my nose against her stomach. “I can’t wait to have your babies, Ty.”

Looking up, I meet her waiting smile with one of my own before I continue worshiping her amazing body.

Sitting up straighter, I tug the shirt over her head until all of her freckled skin is on display for my ravenous gaze. “And these tits, darlin’.” I groan. “Don’t even get me started on how much I love these.”

A soft mewl spills from her lips like my favorite song as I press the supple flesh of her breasts together and run my tongue down the crease between them. The hands in my hair tighten until a sharp sting ripples along my scalp. I growl at the prick of pain.

I love it when she takes what she wants.

“But what I love the most, sweet rose, is right here.” I press a gentle kiss over her heart. It thumps wildly against my lips, giving me all the reassurance I need that she’s as turned on as I am. “I love every-fucking-thing about you, my perfect mate.”

“Tyler,” she sniffles, fingers still gently rubbing at my scalp. “I love you, too.”

Slipping my fingers into the sides of her underwear, I tug them down her hips, over her thighs, until they fall to the ground around her ankles. Bracing a hand on my shoulder, she steps out of the flimsy material and kicks it to the side.

“Let me show you how much I love you, mate,” I murmur.

“Yes.” Gray eyes burn with lust and love and everything I’ve ever wanted from this woman. The emotions spark to life in our mating bond until goosebumps trail along every inch of my body and my heart slams against my ribcage.

An inferno blazes in my own gaze as my feet slip between hers, kicking her legs further apart. Sneaking a hand behind my back, I search blindly until my fingers snag on the soft silicone .

“Where did you get that?” Her eyes track my hand as I run the pink vibrator up the inside of one thigh before trailing it down the other.

“Hmmm. Oh, my little friend here?”

She nods, throat bobbing with a swallow.

“He was hiding in a box in the back of the closet… all alone. We can’t have anyone feelin’ left out, now can we, sweet rose?” My thumb clicks the button, the toy roaring to life as I place the larger end against her clit. Which is already swollen and ready for me.

Shivers wrack her curvy frame, and her eyes roll back into her head.

“Feel good?” Pressing the button twice more, I ramp up the intensity of the vibrations and run the U-shaped toy through her lips, coating both heads in her arousal. “You’re so wet for me already, darlin’. Did you need something from me?”

Pink lips part on a whimper as she nods.

“Words, Addie. Use your words like a good girl.” My gaze darkens as her tongue trails over her bottom lip.

I want that to be my tongue. Soon. Patience is a virtue that’s greatly rewarded.

Her hips rock as I continue my ministrations with the toy. Slowly torturing her with the back-and-forth motion, stopping on her clit every so often. “Make me come, Tyler.”

I tsk, clicking my tongue. “Tyler isn’t here right now.”

She gulps, eyes widening. “Mate. Make me come, mate. ”

Heat flares under my skin, and my grizzly roars in my head at her possessive language.

She’s mine and I’m hers .

“Much better. Such a good-fucking-girl for me, sweet rose.” Twisting my wrist, I insert the larger end of the toy into her pussy. Pumping it in and out a few times, until it moves smoothly, dripping with her juices. The sweet nectar trails over my fingers as I ramp up her pleasure with the toy. “Look how messy you are, Addie. Dripping down my hand like a bitch in heat.”

I test the waters, pushing to see how filthy I can take my words, but her wailing moan spurs me on. Especially as her hands come up to twist and pluck at her large nipples. The rosy flesh turns red with each aggressive tug of her fingers.

“You like that, darlin’?”

Another moan.

Pressing the smaller vibrating head against her clit, I press down until her knees buckle. Wrapping an arm around her waist, I support her weight as every muscle in her body goes taut and her back arches. She’s coming.

“Tyler.” Like a whispered prayer, my name slips from her lips as she blinks her beautiful stormy eyes open. I pull the toy free, clicking it off before tossing it to the ground.

Pulling her pliant body into my lap, I slam my mouth against hers. My hands circle her hips and rock her against my towel-covered dick. I’m so hard it fucking hurts. As much as I want to be inside her tight channel and have her milk my cock to death, seeing her play with those juicy tits gives me a better idea.

“Get on your knees for me like my good little slut.”

Blunt teeth sink into my bottom lip. The pinch of pain pulls a growl from my throat.

“Yes, mate,” she whispers. “Let me worship you. ”

Oh, fuck. Did I die and go to heaven?

She slips to her knees, hands pulling at the towel until she unwraps me like a damn Christmas present. At the sight of her on her knees for me, my grizzly roars his need in my head.

Addie’s pupils blow wide, and she licks her lips as her gaze locks on my cock. He stands to attention, twitching against my abs under her unblinking stare.

“Open up, sweet rose. Get it nice and wet for me.”

Leaning forward, her lips part, pink tongue sticking out obediently. Cock in hand, I run the head over her tongue, coating her taste buds in my precome.

Closing her lips, she runs her tongue around the head, moaning with appreciation.

“That’s it. Such a good toy for me.” Her head bobs, more of my cock slipping inside her warm, wet mouth. She’s fucking perfect. I groan.

My hands weave into the sides of her hair, pulling her sinful mouth further down my shaft. She takes me like a champ, breathing through her nose, only gagging slightly.

Sharp nails dig into my thighs as her mouth works up and down my shaft. Every time her throat vibrates with a hum, I think I might lose it and come down her throat. But I’ve been fantasizing about fucking her tits for too long.

“Almost there, darlin’. You’re doing such a good job. Nice and messy, just how I like it.” Saliva drips from the corners of her mouth, leaving a sheen on my cock.

She gags again, quickly pulling off me and staring up at me with watery eyes. “You okay?” I ask as she wipes the spit from her chin with the back of her hand .

“Peachy.” Her stormy eyes twinkle like a starry night as her puffy lips twist into a seductive smirk.

My fingers wander, smearing some of the runaway saliva into her chest before twisting her nipple, making her back arch. “I’ve been dreaming about sliding my big cock between these perfect tits since the day we met.” I pinch the rosy bud a little too hard.

A moan falls from her lips as she shivers. “Then what are you waiting for?”

My nostrils flare wide, the beast pacing behind the surface as her rose scent fills my lungs. A growl vibrates from my chest. “Fuck, you’re too good to be true.”

Scooting closer on her knees, she places my aching length between her pale tits. My eyes catch on the freckles as they trail down her chest. The angry red tip of my cock peeks through the pillowy valley of her breasts.

“Damn, that’s a beautiful sight.” My hands brackets hers, squeezing harder until my balls draw up tight. I don’t think I’m gonna last more than a few minutes. I’ve been dreaming about this moment for too damn long.

Addie starts to move. The plush flesh of her breasts encases my cock as she works up and down my shaft, precome leaking between the crease of her tits.

Small white stretch marks blemish the pale flesh and I trace a finger along one of the faded lines, marveling at the softness of her skin. “You’re beautiful.” Wandering fingers dip to her nipple, pinching and plucking the rosy bud until it hardens to a point.

She moans.

I smirk, knowing I can coax pleasure from her body .

Her head tips down, tongue sliding out to swipe at my slit, lapping up the salty precome. Sinful lips wrap around the head of my cock, and she nearly sucks the life out of me as she hollows her cheeks.

Suddenly, she must press her breasts tighter together, because pleasure zips through my knot.

Unable to control my release any longer, spurts of milky white come land on her chest and in her mouth. “Don’t swallow,” I command on a choked groan, pulling my dick from her mouth.

She whimpers, but obeys.

She’s the picture of perfection: on her knees for me, with a mouth full of my come, as the rest drips down her chest. Shit, I could probably come again from the sight alone.

“Fuck, I love seeing you dressed in my come. You’re mine, sweet rose.” My fingers trail through my release as Addie stares up at me wide-eyed. “Come here.” I guide her onto my lap, thick thighs straddling me, as her dripping cunt rests against my spent cock.

Swiping my come from her chest, I hold my dripping fingers up for her to see. “Open your mouth for me, mate.”

Her jaw falls open, come-coated tongue peaking out. I slip my fingers inside. “Be a good girl and clean me up.”

Her cheeks hollow as I slide my fingers free.

“Now give me a taste.” With a smirk, I cup her chin and pull her mouth to mine. She squeaks, but parts her lips as my tongue slides inside her mouth.

The salty, bitter taste, combined with my mate’s sweet rose scent, has my cock springing to life again. Perks of being a shifter; we have an amazingly short refractory period, and I need to be inside my mate now .

Her tongue dances with mine, swapping my release back and forth, until she finally swallows it down. “Damn,” she breathes against my bruised lips.

“Yeah.”

“That was so hot.” She sits back, pinching her plump bottom lip between her teeth.

My fingers dig into the meaty flesh at her hips, rocking her against my hard length. “We’re not done yet, sweet rose.”

She squeaks, eyes widening as she probably feels how hard I am already. “It’s time to ride,” I instruct.

Reaching down, I squeeze my knot, easing some of the ache as I line up with her entrance. She’s soaked.

In one smooth motion, she sinks down, taking me to the hilt. My knot rests against her opening, throbbing with the need to get inside her. Not yet.

“My goddess on her throne.”

Her head tips back on a moan, exposing her slender throat. The walls of her cunt ripple around my shaft. “You like that, my perfect mate?”

“Yes.” Fire dances in her eyes as she begins to move, rocking on my cock, her clit dragging against my pelvis with each move of her hip. It’s hypnotic, the rise and fall of her plush body, the sway of her breasts in front of my face, the whimpers and moans leaving her mouth.

I want to live inside her .

My cock twitches, leaking precome into her tight channel as she chases her high. Those molten pools of gray never leave mine, and I’m sure my own eyes are burning just as bright.

“Or would you rather be my little toy?” I groan as her warm, velvet heat locks down around me, to the point where I can barely thrust up into her.

“Please.”

That word brings the beast inside me to the surface, snapping and snarling in my head for me to knot my mate. But she’s not ready yet. I need her desperate and begging before I give her what she wants.

“Hands behind your back like a good little slut.” She whimpers, eyes flaring with intensity as she places her hands on the small of her back. “Good girl.”

Reaching behind her, I clasp her slender wrists in a tight hold, both fitting in my grip with no problem.

My free hand plucks at her reddened nipples until she’s delirious with pleasure, bouncing on my lap like a madwoman. Snaking my hand between her tits, I wrap it around her throat and give a testing squeeze.

Her eyes roll into the back of her head as she shivers and moans. “You like that? Such a good toy for me. Ready to be used.” I growl the words, fingers flexing against the sides of her neck.

“Please, Ty.”

I thrust up into her, teasing her with my knot before pulling out. She slams down on my lap harder, trying to get my knot back inside her. I chuckle. “Use your words, little slut.”

“Give me your knot. Make me come. ”

Hugging her close with my grip on her wrists and throat, I bring my lips to hers and whisper, “Anything for you, mate.” Then, I pull her sweat slicked body down until my knot pops into her juicy cunt. She mewls and whines, rocking her hips to get friction on her needy clit.

Her cunt milks me as she screams into my mouth. I swallow it down as I hold deep inside her. My cock pulses, filling her up with my essence, so I’m always a part of her. “Fuck,” I groan as our combined pleasure curls around us through the mate bond.

It’s fucking unreal.

More pleasure than I’ve ever experienced before and it seems to magnify every time we fuck.

With one final moan, I rest my forehead against hers, soaking up her panting breaths and heaving chest. The smell of roses and sweat and sex fills the room as she leans her full weight against me.

I finally let go of her wrists and throat, dipping my head to place a kiss on the reddened skin of her neck. “Did I hurt you?” I pull back to grab her hands, thumbs massaging the flesh around her wrists.

She shakes her head, the messy bun falling loose from my earlier grip on her hair. “No. I like when you’re rough with me. It makes me feel wanted and desired, but filthy at the same time. Does that make sense?”

Bringing her wrists to my mouth, I place a kiss over her rapid pulse on each one before searching her swirling navy and gray eyes. “It makes perfect sense. You’re amazing, Addie. Like someone plucked you straight out of my dreams, and I can’t wait to do all the filthy, nasty things with you for the rest of our lives.”

With a soft smile, she threads her fingers through my wavy hair and rests her head against my neck, breathing me deep. “I want to do everything with you, Tyler. Filthy and dirty. Soft and sweet. Goofy. Sad. Happy. Until we’re old and gray.”

“That sounds like a perfect life to me, darlin’.” As she snuggles against me, my knot still buried deep, I say a prayer of thanks to fate for sending me the perfect creature to heal my shattered heart. Life seems pretty amazing with Addie by my side.