Laid Bear by Eve Vaughn (e books for reading .TXT) 📕

the cabin, carrying Zora’s broken body in his arms. It was like the gods had heard his silent prayer for intervention and granted their blessing.

For days, he’d sat by helplessly watching as his cousin did his best to heal the woman he’d known instantly was their mate. As she healed, her beauty became more apparent. Her body was a work of art, and he wanted nothing more than to sample each inch of her delectable, chocolate-colored skin.

His animal half was raging to break free, to claim what was theirs, but he had to practice patience, a trait he wasn’t known for. So when he’d decided to come back to the cabin ahead of his cousins from their morning run and found her standing in the middle of their living room looking good enough to fuck, there was absolutely no way he could pass up the opportunity to do what he’d been waiting for since Gavin had rescued her. And he was damn sure not going to apologize for it.

“What the hell was that all about?” Gavin raged, yanking his jeans off the ground and sticking his legs angrily inside.

Logan stalked over to the middle of the living room and grabbed his jeans. He put them on in no particular hurry and shrugged in response to his cousin’s angry query.

Gavin, however, would not be ignored. Usually the most even-tempered of the three, it took a lot to raise his cousin’s temper to the boiling point. From the look on the other man’s face, he’d reached it. His cousin was in his face almost nose to nose. If Logan didn’t know better, it looked as if Gavin was ready to take a swing at him.

Logan narrowed his eyes and glared at his cousin, who matched his six foot seven stature. “Hey, I didn’t do anything the two of you wouldn’t have done. She’s ours, right? And if you didn’t notice, she wanted it just as much as I did.”

“That’s beside the point! We agreed to go slow with her.”

Gavin pushed his index finger against Logan’s chest, emphasizing each word.

“No, you said we should. And I bet Heath agrees with me.”

He turned to his other cousin who was currently shrugging on his plaid shirt.

Heath raised his head from his task as if he were unaware of the commotion. “You two already know where I stand. I’m with you, Logan. I believe we should start how we intend to continue. She has to get used to us sometime.”

Logan’s lips tilted to a self-satisfied smirk. “See Gav, I told y—”

“But Gavin has a point,” Heath interrupted. “I’ve been thinking about it for a couple days and as much as I would like to have done exactly what you did, we should at least give her a little bit of time.” He held up his hand when Logan opened his mouth to protest. “By a little bit of time, I mean at least a few days. I don’t intend to spend the rest of our vacation walking on eggshells around her. But I figure she probably doesn’t know about her heritage and that could take some getting used to. I say we give her a few days, let her get to know us better and then we make our move.”

Logan didn’t want to hear it. How was he going to keep his hands off of her when he’d already had a taste? His cousins didn’t know what they were missing, but he did. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Are you two blind or did you not see her respond to me? She’s ours. Why shouldn’t we have her?”

“Because there’s a little thing called consideration.” Gavin shoveled his fingers through his dark hair in obvious frustration. “She’s our woman—our mate, and we have the rest of our lives to be with her. What’s a few days? Although I think we should at least give her a week, maybe two.”

Logan shook his head. “Oh, hell no.”

“I second that hell no,” Heath agreed. “A few days is all I’m willing to concede. And by a few, I mean no more than three.”

Gavin took a deep breath and placed his hand on Logan’s forearm. “Look cuz, there’s so much more involved here. We at least have to contact any relatives she has who may be worried about her. Let them know she’s okay. And we have to find out what she was running from. You and I both heard her delirious ramblings. Yesterday, when