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Grrr.

Jessica was practically tipped over, reaching into the trunk of her little SUV. Ass up in the air, wiggling from side to side as she attempted to retrieve whatever it was inside the vehicle.

Brayden’s Bear purred at the sight. And what a fucking view it was. Her heart shaped ass was squeezed into a pair of jeans so tight they looked like she was poured into them. There was a slit right below her left ass cheek that left her soft, pale skin exposed to the elements.

Then he noticed the soon-to-be-dead Tiger grinning in that general direction. Was that dickhead really checking out Brayden’s mate’s ass? And in front of him, too.

Fucking Reg. Did the man have a death wish?

Possessiveness he didn’t even know he felt welled up inside of him. Brayden growled deep in his chest, just loud enough for the man to hear him. A predator recognized another, and Reg’s face paled as he turned his eyes on the Bear.

Brayden bared his fangs at the Tiger Shifter. He did not want to hurt Reg, but he needed him to understand Jessica was off fucking limits. He must have gotten the message cause the man swiftly backed up. Arms raised and gaze averted, he took the stairs two at a time, calling out a hasty goodbye to Jessica.

Good thing she was too busy to answer, gathering whatever had her sweet ass practically exposed for him. His chest rumbled as he watched her. The animal content to be near.

She seemed to have difficulty getting something and concern had him stepping forward, but not before the front door opened. That fucker had come back. Reg opened his mouth to speak, but this time Brayden widened his jaw, saliva dripping from his long, sharp fangs.

The Tiger male squeaked and shut the door. His Bear snorted. He was really growing to like that particular sound from the man. Though the likelihood of him remaining capable of any sound would be highly diminished if he insisted on ogling Jessica.

Mine.

Okay, so the Bear needed a chill pill.

Not happening.

At least, not until he’d made her his. Jessica groaned with effort, and he found the noise irresistible. He moved forward and pressed his nose against her backside, unable to control the beast, especially after he’d seen Reg looking at her. He needed to mark her in some way, even if only to put his scent on her skin.

“Ooooh!”

Jessica squealed, but he was in heaven, pressing against her with his snout. She was his fated mate, after all. No one else could look or touch. Definitely no touching! Wait. His what?

Mate.

Claim.

Bite.

Mine.

Grrrr.

ChapterTwelve

“Oooh!”

Jessica groaned as something shoved her and she face planted on the carpet of the trunk of her little SUV.

What the heck?

One second, she was trying to grab Uncle Uzzi’s packages with Reg chatting next to her, and the next something knocked her down. Something big and strong. But she wasn’t afraid. Not exactly.

Gulp.

Heat pooled between her legs, and she had to clench them together to stave the flow as her inner Tiger purred away. The thing that knocked her down was sniffing about her bottom, paying attention to the sliver of exposed skin under her butt cheek. Using her Shifter senses, she took a deep breath.

A Bear?

Shit.

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