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with her clit. It fascinated him
because it was the first one he’d felt. Shifter woman didn’t have them. He
played with it some more, hearing her groan and her ass wiggle, brushing his
cock and balls. Trent used some of her juices and swirled them around her
folds. She was wet and ready, so he knew he wouldn’t hurt her as he drove into
her channel.
    It
felt so good, so tight and hot. He fondled her breasts. Her nipples grew taut
and turned into tiny pebbles between his finger and thumb. It made his erection
harder as he pounded into her, his thighs slapping that cute butt of hers. He
watched as her fingers dragged along the arms of the chair.
    He
was glad his dad couldn’t see how his favorite piece of furniture was now being
used.
    What
would his dad think of him getting friendly with a human?
    Emily
cried out and jarred him from that train of thought.
    ‘You
are such a big, bad bear,” she screamed.
    Her
voice, and what she’d said, made him come quicker than he’d like. But it was
the best orgasm of his life.
    He
couldn’t let her go. This wasn’t all about sex, and she had to know the truth.
    “Emily,
how do you feel about us dating and making this thing an ongoing relationship?”
    He
slid out of her and she turned around.
    “I’d
like that, and not just because of the great sex we’ve had tonight.”
    He
was glad to hear that. He kissed her, hoping she would understand more if he
showed her.
    “I’m
going outside and I want you to count to ten and then look out that window.”
    “What?”
    “Just
do it, okay?”
    She
nodded and he headed for the door, hoping he wasn’t making the biggest mistake
of his life.
    ****
    Just
what game was Trent planning now?
    She
arrived at the number ten in her mind and walked toward the window. What she
was looking for she wasn’t quite sure, but she guessed she’d find out. She put
her face to the glass and quickly stepped back, screaming as she did so.
    The
bear was back. It had to be the same one that had spied on her through the
camper window.
    She
put her hands over her mouth, hoping Trent wouldn’t get mauled out there. In
fact, where was he? Hearing a tapping sound on the window, she glanced at it,
seeing a large paw on the glass.
    Shit,
the damn bear was going to break the window and get inside. Did Trent have a
gun? Would she know how to use it?
    But
then the bear looked inside straight at her, and for some reason she wasn’t
afraid anymore. The eyes, she recognized those eyes. They were Trent’s
beautiful brown eyes looking back at her.
    She
stepped toward the window as he put both paws on the glass. She put her hands
up to the glass matching his paws as if they were touching and connecting with
one another.
    Something
told her he wanted her to step outside and that he wouldn’t hurt her.
    She
wrapped her jacket around her and stepped into the darkness. A paw grabbed her
hand.
    “It
is you, isn’t it?” she asked.
    He
rubbed himself against her and then she saw him change back into Trent.
    The
guy was gorgeous. He was kind, sexy, and good in bed. She should have guessed
he had some little fault. In this case not little. He was a damn freak. Either
that or she was hallucinating. Whatever it was, she had to get out of here and
fast.
    She
rushed up the hill, stumbling a few times, but managed to get to the trailer.
Usually leaving the keys in the vehicle would have been stupid, but this time
she was glad she hadn’t used her common sense. Quick getaway. She turned on the ignition, but the damn thing wouldn’t start. She jumped when
she saw Trent standing by the window. She turned the key again.
    Nothing.
    “You
just get away from me,” she shouted to him. He probably couldn’t hear what she
was saying, but there was no way she was winding down that window.
    “Emily,
please, give me a chance to talk to you.”
    “Go
away.”
    Emily
turned the key again, still nothing. She pumped the accelerator a few times and
turned the key. Nothing.
    Damn.
Why