The Bear Next Door (Forbidden Shifters Book 1) by Vanessa Devereaux

 
     
    Chapter One
    “You’ve
been staring out of that window for ten minutes. What’s so fascinating?”
    I
thought Jon was still asleep, or at least he had been when I’d sneaked out of
bed, so his voice startled me.
    “Just
looking at the garden and thinking about what to plant this year.”
    That
hadn’t been true and that’s why I kept my back to Jon. Not that I lie that
often, but he has the uncanny ability to know when someone’s not telling him
the truth. It isn’t too surprising because for the last five years he’s been an
Enforcer in the Bay Harbor Springs Police Force. Getting bear shifters to own
up to messing around with non-shifters has been his job, and he’s done it well.
    The
sex ban’s been lifted almost six weeks and my first shot at temptation moved in
last month. Jon, who’s been my fuck buddy for the last year, has no idea I now
have a bear-shifter as a neighbor, and that after years of yearning to be
seduced by one, I’m this close. However, this month’s permits have already been
exhausted. And my dream seems only that.
    I’d
crept out of bed the minute I’d heard my next-door neighbor out in his garden.
I haven’t met him yet, but I’ve caught glimpses of him while he’s been in the back
garden. My previous neighbors have been all non-shifters. Either couples with
toddlers or cranky old ladies who were too old to fantasize about having a werebear
ravish them.
    The
street’s latest addition is over six feet tall and has a great body…in fact,
everything about him is gorgeous and he’s become an obsession for me. Whenever
I hear him outside, I rush to the window and enjoy the view.
    It
was only 8 a.m. on a Sunday morning. We were in the middle of a heat wave and
it was already sweltering. My neighbor was working shirtless and only a pair of
low-rise jeans adorned his gorgeous body. He stopped digging long enough to
wipe the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. I licked my lips,
imagining him wiping the sweat from his face after we’d had an afternoon of
non-stop sex. I thought about sucking his dick and turning him on so much that
he’d transform into the beast within him. I creamed just thinking about seeing
him roaming around as his bear.
    “What
are you thinking about planting?”
    I
jumped again. This time it wasn’t Jon’s voice that startled me, but his arms
going around my waist. His already erect cock pressed into my bottom. He kissed
my neck and pulled me in closer to his body.
    “I’ve
got to get ready for my business trip so I’ll need to head home soon,” he
whispered in my ear. “How about a quickie before I go?”
    I
love quickies just as much as Jon, but today I wasn’t in the mood for sex. Well,
I was, but just not with Jon. We have a very open relationship so he’s fine
with me thinking about other men, and I’m comfortable if he dates other women.
Today, the only person I wanted sex with was the bear next door. I knew of only
one person who’d had sex with one since the ban was lifted, and she’d claimed
she hadn’t been able to sit down for days after he’d fucked her.
    He
was rough and hard and I think I went crossed eyed when I came.
    “Don’t
turn around,” Jon whispered.
    It’s
his favorite way to have a quick fuck, which worked to my advantage today. It
meant I’d still be able to watch my neighbor and wouldn’t miss a second of
seeing his gorgeous body.
    Jon
kissed my neck before lifting my T-shirt up over my head. I raised my arms and
saw it land by my left foot. Next, he tugged my panties from my butt and
dragged them down my legs. I stepped out of them and they too joined the
T-shirt. He kissed my neck again as he massaged my breasts. He fingered my tits
until my nipples turned into hard little pebbles.
    “Um,
I’m going to miss touching you, smelling you while I’m gone,” he said.
    “Oh,
it might not be too bad. There might be someone to hook up at the training
conference,” I told him.
    “Maybe,
maybe