Page 26 of My Unbearable Mate

He pulled his cock out, pumping it as he came. I closed my trembling hand over his, helping him coax out his release.

There was a thumping noise coming from…somewhere.

“Shit,” he growled as he pulled away from me.

“What’s wrong?”

“There’s someone at the door,” he said as he pulled his sweatpants on.

The banging grew more intense, and Bellamy looked around the room, and then grabbed the blanket from the couch and tossed it at me.

“You’re not gonna invite them in, are you?”

“Of course not. Didn’t think you wanted the world knowing I gave you two orgasms.”

I rolled my eyes as I tucked the blanket over me, but the move was wasted because Bellamy was already on his way to the door. I would’ve ignored their asses, but the bear was too lawful good for that.

And I knew damn well whoever was there didn’t plan on going quietly.

I thought about getting off the island, but the chair had been knocked over, and there was no way to make this look like anything but what it was.

“What?” Bellamy barked as he opened the door only the slightest crack.

“Hey, man.” It was the young guy who Bellamy let drive my car to moon knew where. “Looks like this might be a bad time.”

“Why didn’t you call?”

“I did. Many times. Texted too. You didn’t answer, and that’s not like you,” he said. “Considering the circumstances, I thought I should swing by. Make sure everything was going smoothly with the investigation, but it looks like you might have been enjoying a little side quest.”

Bellamy growled, and that was my cue to slip off the counter, pick up my clothes, and head to the bathroom.

My hands shook as I got dressed. My legs felt like jelly. And my head was pounding. Maybe it was the two amazing orgasms, or the fact there were still large pieces of the last few days missing. Problem was, Bellamy’s coworker seemed like the type to tough things out, not run to his boss with every little problem.

Which meant he could’ve just brought us a big problem.

I smoothed out my hair the best I could—fuck knots were a real thing, and I could not wait for this guy to leave so I could take a hot shower.

No, I was going home, to my clan and my bathtub. Bellamy and I were not a thing.

Are you sure about that? my bear asked.

I stayed around the corner, letting the boys talk shop without me. I had a feeling they might hold back in front of me.

“There was a break in at Choppers by Lowe last night,” the kid said. “A custom bike is missing, as well as some parts.”

“Someone had the balls to steal from Major Lowe?” He was a prominent wolf in town, and he had a hard won reputation that no one messed with. I didn’t live in Granger Falls and even I knew that. “That’s not gonna end well.”

“No way. And the bike is unique enough that anyone in fifty miles of Granger Falls will know it.”

“The wolves will deal with it. Unless you’re here to tell me that they want us looking for it?”

“No, not officially. It just came up when I got back to my cabin at the Channing Reserve with Clover’s sweet ride. Everyone wanted to know about the car, and they told me about the theft. I’ve got to tell you, boss, I think the robbery is connected to whatever those bears did to Clover. I mean, they just left her there, vanished without a trace. Maybe they needed a getaway vehicle.”

I rolled my eyes. Connecting Nana’s missing locket to a missing motorcycle was a stretch. This guy was trying real hard to impress Bellamy.

“I’m not convinced there were any bears,” Bellamy said. “She could be lying to cover up for her grandmother.”

Oh, no he didn’t. I pushed myself away from the wall and strode into the living room. “Excuse me?”

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