A Lion, a Tiger, and Her Bear... Oh, My!
Mates of Bear Paw River Series
By: Everleigh Clark
Release Date: July 24
Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07FS5KLH7/
Free in KU
Blurb:“You look like you can’t decide whether you want to kill us or **ck us.”
“Yeah, mating heat will do that to a girl.”
Adopted brothers, Traeger and Noah Shaw are too busy running from their haunted past to worry about things like mating. Then she comes into the picture. A bear shifter with a killer wit, amazing curves, sharp claws and an even sharper tongue. If her mating heat doesn’t kill them, they still have a psycho on their tails. You know, just to keep things interesting.
Bear shifter, Sam Cooper doesn’t need to count on anyone but herself. But these big cat shifters, AKA Dimples and Angry Pussy, aren’t taking the hint. The brooding lion and cute tiger are calling to her bear faster than she can say, “Oh My!”
And then there’s the whole human shifter war she’s trying to prevent.
It’s time to bear-up and kick a little sass!
Take a walk, Angry Pussy
“How much damage are we looking at, guys?” Her velvet voice preceding her, Sam walked in.
Trae sucked in a breath so deeply, Noah thought he might choke. His body went rigid, and Trae let out a soft groan at the sight of her. His eyes dilated, and his fists clenched before he released a warning rumble and shot out of his chair. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“It’s my garage, asshole. Do you want to take the gear shift out of your ass long enough to tell me what’s going on with your truck, or not?” Her eyes turned molten as she stared up at the huge lion who outweighed her by at least fifty pounds. “Unless you know the difference between a socket wrench and a crescent wrench, I suggest you take a walk, Angry Pussy.”
“What?” The energy crackled between them as the room filled with testosterone, pissed-off female, and something else. Arousal?
“You heard me.” She frowned and grabbed overalls and slipped them quickly over her jeans and covering her perfect ass, wide hips, and glorious breasts. “This is a drop-it-off-and-I fix-it kind of place. If you want to stay and help, I can’t guarantee a car might not accidentally fall on your head.”
“Are you…” Trae’s voice lowered into the deep rumble that meant he was dangerously close to shifting into his lion. Which would not go over well in this tiny place. “Threatening me?”
“Telling you like it is.” She rolled her eyes and glared at him. “You want your truck fixed, you either sit down and shut up, or get out so I can work. Or you can take it to Hendersonville, about forty miles west of here, where Hank will charge you twice the price and still fuck up your car.” She tilted her head, smirking. “So, what’s it going to be, sunshine?”
“Hey, why don’t I stay while you go grab us some coffee or something, man?” Noah needed to de-escalate this situation fast. From the heaving of both their chests, and the rock-hard glares both Sam and Trae were giving each other, it was apparent they were about to kill each other. Or screw. Or both.
I get to be on top
“You.” The Goddess could be no more beautiful than this beauty, with her flushed face, angry gaze, and disheveled hair. “Get your ass in here before I kill you.” The last word erupted on a snarl, and her hand snaked out to yank him by the collar into the room.
Normally, someone that much smaller wouldn’t have moved him at all—not without his permission, but she’d surprised him—and holy hell.
“What the hell did you do to the bed?” he pushed away from the wild female.
“I broke it, like I’m about to break you if you don’t—”
She yelped when he yanked her over his shoulder.
Her fists pounded a little rhythm in the center of his back, nice love taps to a guy like him. But his lion didn’t appreciate the insubordinate, disrespectful behavior. Hell, Trae thought it was hot as fuck. But…
He stood her on shaky legs before positioning her to face the wall.
“What the hell are you doing?” she screeched as she tried to turn around.
He took a fistful of her hair and twisted her back into position, then gave her ass a hard smack. “You stay right there.”.
“I don’t have to—ah ah ow!”
He planted three more hard smacks on her rounded globes then pressed the front of his body against hers. She now stood cheek to wall, and his cock bulged at the seams of his jeans as he leaned into her. She trembled. With rage? Hell, yeah. With arousal? Fuck yeah. Even more than before. He dipped his fingers between her legs, and felt the arousal. “You like it rough, don’t you, little girl.”
“Screw you.” She shimmied to get free, and her ass ground into his jean-clad cock. Her mouth was saying one thing, her body another. Foreplay. Wild, deadly, the best kind.
He released her hair and backed up a foot to see what she did. A halfhearted punch came at his jaw, but he easily ducked it. He’d seen her in action. The female was pretending to put up a fight. “You can do better that, baby. Or do you want me to spank your naughty ass and then fuck you right there? Think you’d like that?”
She shrieked and leapt toward him, toppling him backward and onto the rumpled bed. “I get to be on top, asshole!”
Everleigh Clark is a pen name of a USA Today bestselling author who wanted to write some fun paranormal romance. She’s also a homeschooling mommy, crafter and choc-aholic.
When she’s not wrangling kittens, googling math help or cleaning up slime, she’s plotting and writing her next book. Her characters are fun, lovable and messy. Just like the characters in her real life.
Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/EverleighClarkPNR/
Do you want to be updated on everything, receive bonus scenes and get the "behind closed doors" explanations about the Bear Paw world Everleigh has created?
Join her newsletter
July 23, 2018