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surrounding him.
    He loved to hear her cry out and
plead with him to not stop. He gave it to her hard, fast, and rejoiced in the
way she received his thrusts and gave back to him. He watched her hands clutch
the sheets as she popped her hips, bouncing herself against him. She was
fucking him, just as much as he was fucking her.
    Growling he pounded into her. There
was nothing better than being inside Riley except shifting into his natural
form.
    A vision of Riley as a golden-brown
bear in the woods filled his mind. It was so real he believed for a moment that
he could reach out and touch her fur. 
    “A bear…” She went wild before him,
pushing and thrashing as she climaxed at the same time.
    Her pussy tightened and trembled as
tremors raced along his cock as the wonder of Riley’s words shocked him. Had he
spoken? Did he say the words and confess the impossible vision? No.
    That meant she’d seen into his mind.
No. That was impossible.
    The beast within him must not have
comprehended the confusion of his mind because it rejoiced in the power of
their connection and took him into wild ecstasy where he was freed and
abandoned in rapture. Riley screamed as she came again, her body going limp.
    As the last shudder rocked his body,
he pushed away, hastened back until his back was pressed against the wall. What
was happening?
    Things were not right on so many
levels. Riley should not have shared in a mind connection with him. She should
not have been witness to the vision in his mind. She was not a bear. He’d
heard about humans becoming Were-bears before, but as far as he knew that was
only during the night of the First Frost Moon and only with verbal consent of
the taker. Three bites. That’s why a human who received the spirit of the bear
was called a taker . But, that was not Riley. Would not be Riley. She’d
be long gone from Den long before then.
    Staring at her relaxed form sprawled
in the center of the bed, he was thankful she’d passed out from the strength of
her last orgasm because he didn’t know what he would say to her right now.
Fuck, he didn’t know what to say to himself. There was no logical explanation
for anything that had happened tonight since the moment he spotted her in the
woods.
    He needed to get out of the house.
    Moving away from the wall, he went
to her. Careful, so he would not awaken her, he lifted her up toward the
pillows. As he laid her down, she curled her body toward him. He could feel the
coolness of her skin. The fevered lust that had been upon her earlier was now
gone. Picking up the blanket that had ended up on the floor at some point, he
pulled it over her. Winter was coming and the nights were cold. He didn’t keep
his house as warm as she was probably used to and he didn’t need a sick human
woman on his hands. Especially one he found impossible to resist.
    Leaving the golden beauty in the
bed, he exited the room and closed the door. He headed toward the back only
pausing for a moment to put her clothes into the dryer and hang her jacket up
on a small rack. Going out of the house, in a flash he bounded off the porch in
bear form and ran out into the woods. The crisp night air filling his lungs was
just what he needed as he pounded the earth under his paws. A good distance
away from the house, he stopped and pressed his back against a tree. Up and
down, he used the rough bark on his back. Not because he had an itch, but
because he needed something to ground himself. Something normal that would
right his world.
    Gazing up between the trees, he
stared at the night sky, the stars, and the moon over head and he prayed to the
Great Spirit to return him to sanity.
    Ever since his wife had died three
years ago during an attack by a Were-wolf pack that had attempted to move into
Den County, he had only one focus—take care of his sons. Injured, Cindy had
gotten their boys, two-years-old at the time, to the house where he had just
arrived from work. She hadn’t made it through the