Between the Bear’s Sheets Read online Jenika Snow (Wylde Brothers #2)

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Wylde Brothers Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 35224 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
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Why he had this infatuation with a female who would be leaving Sweet Water was beyond him, and why did it hurt so damn bad at the thought of her going away? He thought back to his big brother Charlie and wondered if this was how he felt when he found Ary.

He hadn’t spoken to his brothers about this, but maybe he should. Maybe then he could make sense of why he felt so unbalanced. He thought fucking her that one time would ease this pressure inside him, but it turned out it made him just want her that much more.

He was a fiend when it came to Talia, and she was the only drug that could quench his insatiable addiction.

He set the lumber against the side of the building and went back for more. Sometimes, he stayed behind the scenes and worked with the architects on the blueprints, but the majority of the time, he did manual labor, trying to wear his body and mind out so much he just passed out.

But in just the three days since he met Talia, he needed more than just manual labor to help ease the frantic feeling inside him.

No amount of working tired him. In fact, he seemed even more wound up after a hard day’s work. It was as if he couldn’t control his bear, like the fucker wanted out to do whatever the hell it wanted to.

“Hey, you okay, Ford?” Bram jogged up next to him. They both picked up a load of lumber and made their way back to the frame.

“Yeah, I’m good.” He could sense Bram’s stare but didn’t bother looking over at his youngest brother. After setting the wood down next to the first load and wiping the sweat from his face, he finally looked at Bram. His brother sported a nasty-looking black eye and a busted lip. “I should be asking you if you’re okay.”

Bram grimaced but waved off Ford’s question.

“Nah, I’m good. Aside from the fact that I got drunk and then decided to fight.”

Ford lifted his eyebrow and stared at Bram. “Is this one of those underground ones or just a random bar brawl?”

“Random drunken fight at Slater’s, but what the fuck ever. The guy was asking for a beat-down anyway when he thought he had bigger balls than me and decided to call me a pussy in front of his girl.”

They headed back over for another round of lumber. It was no secret that Bram fought... a lot. The youngest Wylde bear had a nasty temper, but it was more because his bear controlled him more than his human side. The underground shifter fights weren’t a secret in Sweet Water, but no one, the law included, fucked with them.

Besides, Ford hated to think how his brother would be faring if he didn’t fight and let off all those fucking animalistic tendencies he carried around inside himself.

It wasn’t uncommon for shifters to get into underground cage fighting. Letting their inner animals out to do some temporary destruction helped to ease the built-up adrenalin, testosterone, and overall wildness that resided in all male shifters.

Blood was shed, bones were broken, and fur flew. It was a spectacle that got all the males in the surrounding area rowdy for the bloody sport.

“You want to get drunk tonight, maybe pick up some chicks?” Bram wiped his brow and shielded his eyes with his forearm from the sun. “I need to get laid, that or I need to find a fight, and as you can see—” He pointed to his face. “—the last time I got drunk and in a fight, it sucked big balls. I’d rather fuck.”

“I don’t think you need to fuck either with your face looking beat to hell.”

Bram scoffed. “You should see the motherfucker who started it all. I bet his ass don’t come around me ever again.” Bram cracked him knuckles and rolled his neck on his shoulders. “In fact, just talking about that shit is getting me pissed all over again.” Ford could sense Bram’s bear rising up and knew a change of subject needed to be introduced or his little brother would end up destroying something.

“So yeah, you up for going out with me or what?” Bram ran his hand over his sweat-soaked hair, clearly waiting for Ford to answer. Banging some random chick had his dick shriveling up. All he could think about was the image of Talia’s voluptuous body, of her big breasts shaking from the force of fucking her, and of her lips parted and her breathy moans spilling out.

He had never had a female who left such a lasting impression on him, and never had he wanted a second chance with them.

She was an oddity to him, but something he wanted to explore more deeply. This little redhead changed everything in the course of a few hours. Fuck, this wasn’t good, and he needed to cleanse her from his mind, because obsessing about her like this was bordering on fucked-up.


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