Page 18 of Bear's Protection


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His eyes, bluer than the sky, locked on mine, and I was caught in a spell.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice deep. It brushed up against my skin like fur, and goosebumps ran over my arms.

“I was looking for the restroom,” I said. My voice was small. I swallowed hard and tried to pull myself together.

“This isn’t it.”

“No,” I said and rolled my lips. “I’m Oaklee.”

“I know who you are,” he said.

“You’re Jameson,” I breathed. There was no doubt this was the alpha of the city. His power was immeasurable, and his self-assurance was magic on its own. His very presence was hypnotizing.

“Nice that we have the introductions out of the way,” Jameson said with a sniff and walked to his desk. He moved with the fluid grace of a predator. I knew he was a bear—I’d already known what he was, but I sensed it—but he didn’t move with the bulk of a bear. He was pure, unadulterated power.

And danger.

He sat on the edge of his desk. I was aware of the dagger behind him. Was it always there? Had he just stabbed that photo? What if he knew who I was? What if he stabbedme?

I know who you are.

“How are you settling in?”

I was the new recruit. He knew who I was because he’d hired me. That was it, right?

“Okay,” I said. “It’s a little overwhelming. The club… it’s not what I expected.”

“What did you expect?” Jameson asked. Amusement danced in his eyes.

“There’s just so muchsex.”

Jameson chuckled, and my cheeks burned bright red. I sounded like an idiot.

“It’s a sex club,” he said smoothly.

“Yeah.”

“You should have a look around sometime,” Jameson said. “It’s a sight to behold.”

“I can imagine it is,” I said. “From what I’ve seen so far, people really seem to live out their fantasies here.”

“That’s the idea.” Jameson stood and walked to me. He didn’t stop until he was very close to me, and I was aware of the warmth that rolled off him, the power that poured over me.

When I looked up at him, my breath caught in my throat.

“What areyourfantasies, Oaklee?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” I breathed.

Jameson’s power was intimidating, but it was almost magnetic. It drew me in. I swayed on my feet, leaning closer.

I flashed on an image of him, naked, his body muscular and oozing power on top of mine. Was he playing tricks on me, putting images in my mind? No, that kind of magic felt different. This was all me.

The lust returned with a roar; it replaced the fear that coiled tightly inside of me.

I swallowed hard.

Jameson studied my face. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking,feeling.His expression was impossible to read. He lifted his hand as if he wanted to touch my cheek. He hesitated, and my skin tingled in anticipation. The atmosphere shifted, the tension between us growing.

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