Page 23 of Bearly Taken

My vibrator had disappeared during the move, so I couldn’t do a damn thing about my horniness. I’d never managed to get myself off with my fingers alone, and there hadn’t been time to go to the store for another vibrator.

We hadn’t talked aboutanythingremotely sexual since I moved in, so I was nervous about asking him if he’d seen it.

Which meant I didn’t ask.

Anyway, I was exhausted after being up all night. And horny. And just sort of… done.

I stared at the diner, remembering my conversation with Reed.

He thought I should quit.

I thought so too.

I’d been too nervous to let go of the financial anchor back then, but after a month with Reed, I wasn’t afraid anymore.

And, as he’d pointed out, there was a simple way to create a new anchor for myself.

Filling out the breeding paperwork with the shifter clan.

I’d been worried he would take our son away, but I knew now that wasn’t going to happen. He defaulted to me for everything, until I told him he didn’t need to. He’d made it clear in every aspect of Parker’s life that I was in charge, unless I brought him into the decision-making.

So, I wasn’t worried anymore.

But Iwastired of working at the diner every morning. Of not being there when Parker woke up, too.

And there was a simple answer to that problem.

Letting out a long breath, I slipped out of my car with the breakfast Reed had made me, and headed inside for my last day of work.

I wasn’tsure how to tell Reed that I’d quit, so I didn’t say anything about it during the day. Or at dinnertime. Or while we were putting Parker to bed.

When I was in the shower, his back to me, I knew I couldn’t put off the news any longer.

“I quit today,” I said, and Reed’s back straightened.

“You did?”

“Yeah,” I admitted. “I’m going to fill out the breeding paperwork in the morning, so I won’t need the money anymore. Lennie was really cool about it, and told me I don’t need to worry about staying for two weeks while he finds a replacement.”

“Good. You’ve been working too hard.”

“You’re still not planning on leaving, right?” I asked him, unable to stop myself.

“Not a fucking chance.”

The words eased my worries.

“What else did Lennie say?” he asked.

I told him how the conversation had gone down while I finished washing up and stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in my towel. After I was dressed, he left me with a kiss to my cheek, the way he always did.

He closed my bedroom door as he left, and I stared at it for a long moment before I finally padded to my bed and slipped beneath the blankets.

I managed to get a little sleep before the memories came back.

Reed’s tongue on my clit as he fucked me with his fingers, growling, “Come for me, Beautiful.”

His hands on my ass as he bent me over the kitchen countertop, fucking me hard.

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