Billionaire Bear Shifters A Paranormal Romance Complete Series Boxset - Brittany White Page 0,81

little embarrassed by the way she flailed in the water and splashed around, pleasure consuming her.

I love you so much, my beautiful mate.

She heard his thought clear as day and when she opened her eyes, he kissed her.

I love you too, she thought back.

27

Lydia

Following bathtime, they made it as far as the living room floor before Lydia ended up on her back and she had time to notice how soft and plush the pristine cream colored carpeting was just before Eric was climbing on top of her again. She could hardly kiss him as she was grinning uncontrollably, laughing as she threw her arms around him. He peppered her face with kisses before filling her again, this time plunging inside her with yet more abandon. Lydia screamed, her mouth wide open as he thrusted into her again and again, wringing her of every bit of pleasure.

That night, Lydia fell asleep in Eric’s arms. Between the champagne, the sex, and her man holding her, she had never felt so good in her entire life.

The nightmare came on suddenly.

It was just like all the others. It seemed to start in the middle of a terrible fight between Eric and some terrible and powerful force. Eric was in his bear form and getting tossed around like a child’s toy. Lydia was paralyzed, helpless to stop it from happening. All she could do was scream and cry out as her truest love and mate was torn apart in front of her. It was ugly. She had dreamed of it all in gory detail several times and it never got any less real or terrifying.

“Sweetheart,” Eric’s voice interrupted the dream and she cried and flailed. “Sweetheart! Liddy, wake up!”

Lydia jerked awake and blinked herself to alertness. She was on her side, facing Eric in bed as he started to sit up. She was shaking and he murmured soft words, stroking her hair as she scooted up to lay her head on his chest. She closed her eyes and just breathed, clinging to him for dear life.

“Was it one of those nightmares again?” Eric said.

“I couldn’t move,” she said, sniffing. “You were being killed right in front of me and it felt so real, Eric.”

“It’s not real, Liddy,” Eric said firmly. “I’m not in any danger. I haven’t had so much as a tiff with a customer. There’s been nothing.”

Lydia listened to Eric’s heartbeat, solid and regular, and spread her fingers along his stomach, just to feel how warm and alive he was. “No angry ex-girlfriends or anything?” she muttered.

“Oh...hmm.” He sounded just uncertain enough that Lydia lifted her head and frowned.

“What?”

“Well… Alright, look she’s not angry. Just what you said reminds me of something I should tell you. It’s nothing dangerous though.”

“What is it?” Lydia said, narrowing her eyes.

Eric ever so gently pressed her head down so she would lie on his chest again and she rolled her eyes, acquiescing. “I was dating a woman before you showed up,” he said, sounding almost embarrassed. “It was just for a few weeks. It really didn’t amount to much. I ended it just before you arrived. It just never felt right.”

“Doesn’t sound too bad,” Lydia said warily. “How’d she take it?”

“She took it really well when I had to dump her,” Eric said. “Except well-”

“What?”

“She’s tried to get back together with me a couple times,” Eric said, chuckling. “Just a little insistent. I put her off. I was firm. I don’t know. I guess she was really into me. Bit messy because she’s staying at the lodge-”

“She’s staying here?” Lydia sat up and gaped at him. “Eric!”

“What?”

“You should have told me!”

“We got together for real about four hours ago. When was I supposed to tell you?” He was grinning in that impish little way of his. He looked just like young Eric.

“Okay,” she said huffily. “Fair. But it’s got to be awkward breaking up with a guest who’s still here? How long is she here?”

“I have no idea,” he said, shrugging. “She told me she works from home so she just travels as she works. Like in...finance or something? She was kind of vague. Also a bear shifter.”

“Well…” Lydia frowned, squinting. She hated the idea that this woman might see them together and make a scene, potentially. Although she didn’t like to think ill of any woman just because she was her mate’s ex. It was probably pretty presumptuous. “What if we run into her?”

“Then we run into her,” he said. “I mean, it’ll be a little