Caleb
My brain keeps stuttering over the f**k-hot body on that female in my living room.
Knowing her p***y is bare right now does something visceral to me. My bear came out of slumber hella fast the moment I woke up face to thigh with her. It’s a wonder I didn’t shift right there.
And her scent: arousal.
I can’t imagine why she was turned on. I thought she’d be terrified to come to her senses and find herself naked in a sleeping bag with a stranger. And I think she was. But she was also turned on.
I never thought a human female could smell so good. I certainly didn’t expect to be so affected by another female’s scent. Bears don’t normally mate for life, but this one did.
So I’m unnerved by my body—and my bear’s—reaction to her. It feels like a betrayal of Jen’s memory.
So I stay in
