ROMANCE: Highland Bear Love : A BBW Paranormal Historical Billionaire Romance (Fantasy Alpha Male Shape Shifter Short Stories) (3 page)

The drive back to the city was long. Freddie sat behind her in the limo like a hunter showcasing his prize. He tried to put his hand on her knee, but Kendell pushed him away, making her opinion of him clear.

              “I should kill the bear,” he deliberated as the forest around them began to thin, replaced by billboards and retail outlets. “But I’ll let him live, only because I need his business.” He brushed a piece of her hair off her cheek. His hand felt like a snake slithering against her skin. “It’s good to know powerful businessmen are your type.”

              Once again, she pushed his hand away. Not as forgiving this time, he slapped her across the face. “You will respect me, Kendell. I’m your destiny.”

              “You’re my nightmare,” she spat, denying him her fear. “I don’t know how you and Derek were ever friends.”

              He wasn’t listening. “I did this for you, you know,” he claimed. “I built my empire for you.”

              If he were any other man, she may have felt compassion for him. But Freddie was a creep. He was unkind. He didn’t warrant compassion. He warranted a grave in the ground.

              “You did this for yourself,” she said, her voice weaker than she meant. Her fatigue continued to eat away at her, and her stomach was sore. If only she could close her eyes… But she couldn’t. Not with Freddie looking at her the way he did.

              To her relief, they continued on in silence. She assumed they were heading for the mansion he had in the city, but upon crossing the city borders, the limo took a sharp left, away from the posher side of town, and to the gritty underbelly of the city, a place that made even her neighborhood look tame. They parked outside what looked like a club for heathens.

              “I just have to make a detour,” Freddie said, stepping out of the limo. “It’ll be awhile. Don’t go anywhere.” He laughed as he walked away. She couldn’t escape, even if she tried, not with three men sitting in the limo with her – three wolves.

              Knowing his men wouldn’t touch her, not without death as the penalty, she allowed her eyes to close. She welcomed sleep. At least in her sleep, she was not living out her worst fears.

              A dream filtered her away from reality. She was by the lake, rays of sunlight shining down on her peacefully. It was such a sweet serenity. She lost herself in it, opening her arms out wide as if evoking the sun, embracing its warmth. There was a familiar smell around her – earthy. Like Dermott’s dress shirt. Like Dermott himself.

              He was nowhere to be seen, but she wasn’t alone. A little bear cub stood beside her, reaching down to splash her paws in the water. She caught a fish, and instantly turned into a little girl with dark brown pigtails in her hair and cheeks full of freckles. “Look, mamma, I’m strong,” she sang, waving the fish around.

              Kendell looked around, but there was no one else there. “Are you talking to me?”

              The girl giggled. “Of course I am. Look how strong I am, mamma. And look how strong you are too.”

              Kendell suddenly woke, gasping for air. She hadn’t wanted to leave the dream, she’d wanted to scoop the little girl up in her arms and hold her tight, but a noise had woken her. It sounded like a gunshot coming from the club.

              Reliving the dream, Kendell looked down as she clenched her fist, wondering how true the little girl’s words were. Her fear transformed to anger. Thinking of the way Freddie had slapped her, and the hopelessness she’d felt unable to defend herself, she drew her fist back and punched her hand through the window of the limo. The glass broke on impact. It was easy, like slipping her hand through water.

              Before the wolves could stop her, she unlocked the door and ran, heading down a dark alleyway. Night had descended upon the city. The wolves chased her. When they caught up, one reached for her, grabbing her arm, but she pushed him away, sending him flying against the graffiti on the wall. The others were stunned. They pointed their guns at her, but they hesitated, not knowing if they should shoot Freddie’s prize. She stopped as well. Her strength was powerful, but it was no match against a bullet. It was a standoff, their weapons against her strength. Eventually, Freddie broke through the line of wolves, seething, his own gun pointed at her.

              “You think you can escape me!” he shouted. “I am all you have, little bird. The sooner you realize that, the better off you’ll be.”

              The smart thing to do would be to keep her mouth shut. But she couldn’t. Freddie may have control over her fate, but he did not own her mind. “You disgust me,” she snapped. “I prefer death over another moment with you.”

              “As you wish,” he fumed, and he shot her.

***

Chapter Four

Dermott

              As he drove back to the city in his SUV, Dermott tried to focus on the meeting he had the next morning, but he could not get thoughts of Kendell off his mind. Finding his bedroom empty had not made him angrier, it had left him in despair.

             
So this is what it’s like losing a mate
, he thought.
Only, I didn’t lose her. She left me, probably to go back to him.

              He didn’t care that she was connected to the wolves. Her fear of them had been real. That, he could not deny. He cared that she hadn’t trust him enough to tell him the truth. That she didn’t trust he would protect her. She was in trouble, but there was nothing he could do about it. She had left. She had made her choice, even though it was the wrong choice.

              That’s what he told himself. Somewhere deep within him, his instincts cried out the opposite.
She’s your mate!
They screamed.
Find her!

              He shook his head and turned up the radio, trying to drown out his confusion. What if he did find her? He couldn’t trust that she wouldn’t continue lying to him, or that she wouldn’t run away again, choosing the wolves over him.

              The city came into view, the silhouette of the buildings a shade darker than the night. He could see his offices from here. His building was amongst the tallest. The lights shone bright, his employees hard at work.

              Suddenly, the voice of a child whispered in his ear, “Papa, save us.”

              Nearly wrecking the car, he swerved into a ditch, a telephone pole inches from him. “What the hell was that?” he cried, and he began searching around the car, knowing full well that there was no child there.

              Something changed inside of him. He didn’t know its source, but all anger and hurt he felt towards Kendell instantly disappeared. It was insignificant. She was his mate, and she needed him. He was sure of it now. His only thought was to find her and live up to his promise to protect her.

              Sniffing the air, he caught her scent. It was intoxicating, with the honey of a meadow but the resilience of the sea. No one had a better sense of smell than a bear. Turning the SUV back onto the road, he followed her scent into the city to the more elite neighborhoods, parking just outside the mansion Freddie owned. She was in there – his mate. His family.

***

Kendell

              Kendell woke next to a fireplace the size of a furnace. It was mammoth, longer than the length of her body as she lay stretched out on the floor several feet in front of it. The heat of the flames was almost intolerable, but they were not enough to burn her. She wished they had. Freddie stood nearby, watching her. She could feel his vulgar eyes on her. Waking to his company was worse than death.

She sat upright and tried to move, but her ankle was chained to the mantle with an iron clasp. Even with the strength of a bear, she could not escape. Then she remembered why she had passed out.

              “You shot me!” she said, glaring up at Freddie.

              “It was a tranquilizer,” he told her, circling around her, much like the wolves when they’d chased her in the woods. “In my line of business, sometimes I need the beasts I pursue alive.”

              “I’m not a beast,” she objected feebly, still struggling with the chain, even though her efforts were useless.

              “But you carry one.”

              She didn’t understand. She stopped struggling. “What do you mean?”

              He smiled, but there was no humor in it. Only hatred. “You’re pregnant. With a bear.”

              Instinctually, her hand went to her stomach. “That’s impossible. We only just–”

              He cut her off, not interested in the details. “It works differently in the shifter world. That parasite within you has already latched on. You’re pregnant with
his
child.” Hatred wasn’t the word. Freddie was enraged, his fury burning hotter than the fire she was chained next to.

              “What are you going to do?” she asked, suddenly much more protective of her body than she had ever been before. Death was not an option, not if what he said was true, which she knew it was. Her dream of the little bear cub, her newfound strength – it all made sense.

              “Lucky for it, I don’t know how to destroy it without destroying you. I’ll let it grow, and when it’s born, I’ll leave it out in the woods where it belongs.”

              “How can you say that?” Kendell hissed. “It’s an innocent child.”

              “It’s a bear.”

              She clenched her fist again, wishing he would step closer to her. She’d show him exactly what a bear could do. “You’re not corrupt. You’re evil.”

              “And it’s all for you, little bird,” he said, sneering.

              She wouldn’t believe it. He was trying to manipulate her. She had nothing to do with the emptiness of his soul. He’d chosen his own path. “So I’m to stay chained like this until the child is born?”

              “You’re lucky–”

              He didn’t get a chance to finish. A familiar brown bear charged into the room, the blood of wolves dripping from his fangs.

              “Dermott!” she cried, a mix of fear and relief within her.

              Instantly, Freddie changed, becoming a wolf as black as his ill-doings. He was much larger than his henchmen, and much more agile. He would not fall as easily as they had.

The men, the beasts, sprang at each other, clashing in the air. Dermott fought for Kendell and for the fate of their child. Freddie fought only for his pride, but such distorted pride could not be underestimated. Kendell watched in horror as he slashed Dermott across the face, temporarily blinding him. Gaining the advantage, he then clasped his jaws tightly around Dermott’s neck, working his teeth through his fur.

“No!” Kendell shrieked, and she tugged frantically at the chain, but it would not give. She couldn’t help. She could only watch.

Under the weight of the wolf, Dermott stumbled closer to her. He tried to push Freddie off, but Freddie was relentless, his eyes yellow and depraved. It frightened Kendell to the core, but she used the fear to her advantaged, tired of the fear Freddie caused.

Come closer to me
, she willed Dermott.
I have a plan.

She didn’t know if Dermott heard her or if he was simply losing the battle with Freddie, but he stepped closer to her, barely able to stay on his feet.

Kendell may be chained to the fireplace, stripped of her independence, the way Freddie had always wanted, but she was free to stand. Using the strength gifted to her by her child, she pulled Freddie off of Dermott and threw him into the fire.

“I’m no little bird,” she declared.

Unable to look as Freddie struggled against the flames, she tucked her head into Dermott’s thick fur.

“It’s over,” he said, recovering as he shifted back into his human form. “He’s gone.”

***

Back at the country mansion in the woods, finding refuge after their ordeal, Kendell sat on a blanket beside Dermott on the circular porch that overlooked the lake. It was night. The stars shined around them, as did numerous candles that Dermott had lit before guiding her out here.

“You know I’m pregnant,” she said, looking out upon the waters, finally at peace.

              “You know I’m the dad,” he joked.

              She smiled. “I guess you’re finally getting what you always wanted. I’m sorry it had to be with a stranger.”

              He moved behind her and took her into his arms. She leaned against him, comforted by his weight, even if she did possess a strength of her own.

              “You’re no stranger,” he murmured. “You’re family.”

              Kendell grabbed his hand into her own, playing with his fingers. “I was never with him,” she tried to explain. “I know it looks bad, but we were never together.”

              “I trust you,” Dermott told her.

              It was the words she needed to hear. She took his hand and kissed it, meaning to be affectionate, but a much more sensual side of her took control. She grazed her tongue over his finger, and then she stuck it in her mouth and sucked it, revealing what she planned to do to him. Behind her, his cock grew, pressing into her back, and he growled with arousal.

              She continued to suck his finger, sliding it in and out of her mouth, her tongue as wet as her core was starting to become. Unable to take her teasing, he pushed her forward, commanding but gentle, and pulled down her jeans and panties, exposing her backside to him.

              “Have I told you how much I love your curves?” he rumbled, his voice thick with desire as he rubbed his hands across her rear.

              “And have I told you how much I love your cock?” she answered on all fours, arching her back like a bear summoning her mate.

              On his knees, he undid his own jeans. She tried to turn around to deliver the promise she’d made sucking his finger, but he held her steady, keeping her backside towards him. She felt the tip of his cock slide around her opening, massaging her on the outside with her own wetness. It was tantalizing, knowing he was so close to entering her. It caused her core to ache. She arched her back further, inviting him in, but he didn’t comply. Instead, he reached forward with his free hand and rubbed her pink flesh, stimulating her opening and her clit at the same time.

              Moving to his rhythm, she rocked her hips, panting against the ecstasy flowing through her body. His touch awakened her inner beast. She was no bear, but she was a woman burning with desire. The more he rubbed her clit, the more her body ached with need.

              “Take me now,” she begged, yearning to feel his cock inside her once more.

              He took her, thrusting his cock into her, his flesh warm and thick against her inner core. The pleasure she felt from his cock made her delirious. She moaned as he pumped within her, his manly sacks slapping against her thighs as he did. He was so hard within her, every thrust was another jolt of painful pleasure. She continued to rock her hips as he rode her, wielding their two bodies together.

When her body could hold on no longer, she erupted with bliss. She felt as if she had transcended.
This is what love feels like
, she realized.
It’s transcendental. I love him. It’s weird, but I do.
Acknowledging it made her climax all the more intense.

Feeling her come against his cock, he rode her harder, building up his momentum. She had been awakened, but a new heat built within her, stronger than the first. She pressed her back into him, letting him enter her as far as he could. It put him over the edge. As he came, he roared out loud, a mighty Highlander claiming his mate. A Highlander bear. His roar echoed across the lake, his joy like thunder.

              Afterward, they lay on the blanket, the candles burning low around them. “It’s a girl,” Kendell told him lazily, rubbing her stomach with the greatest of affection, her shoulder pressed against his. “Our child. I had a dream of her. She has your hair, but she has my freckles.”

              Dermott was thrilled. “I will protect you both,” he vowed. “And I will love her with as much devotion as I love you.”

              Overcome with happiness, Kendell placed her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, knowing it beat for them all, her and her little girl. And all the children that would follow.

***

THE END

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