Bearly Spicy (Honey Pot Hollow #3) Read Online Loni Ree

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, Insta-Love, Paranormal, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Honey Pot Hollow Series by Loni Ree
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Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 62(@300wpm)
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“Yogi?” I ask as Thorne busts a gut laughing. “Yogi? I should whip your gorgeous ass for calling me Yogi in public.” Visions of my hand smacking her sweet ass fill my mind, and my cock grows steadily harder behind the stiff denim of my jeans. Ouch.

“I’m going to move Angel Baby out of the line of fire.” Thorne grabs his dog and steps close to his mate. “This is getting interesting,” he whispers in Mabel’s ear, but my bear easily hears his dumbass comment. Ignoring his lovesick ass, I concentrate on my own issues.

“Public? We’re the only people in the bakery,” my mate flips me off, sealing her fate. I fucking fall head over heels in love with her while my bear warns me I’ve already dug a deep fucking hole for myself. Convincing her to give me a chance after my stupid display won’t be easy. “I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but I’ll knock your head off if you try to whip me.” When my mate spins around and sashays toward the kitchen, incensed growls fall from my slack lips as I watch her disappear.

“Sweet girl, this moron is my brother, Clay.” My asshole brother is a little late starting his introductions.

“Hello, Clay.” I have no problem shaking her hand as she glares at me.

“That’s right. You screwed the pooch with your mate and her sister,” my goddamn unhelpful bear grumbles.

Anger swirls around Thorne’s mate, telling me I have a ton of work ahead if I want to fix this. “I’m Mabel.” She looks me up and down like I’m gum stuck to the bottom of her shoe. Great, I outdid myself by insulting my mate and pissing off her older sister at the same time.

The constriction around my throat eases a little, and I’m able to use my brain. Drawing deep, I find a tiny ounce of charm to use. “Nice to meet you. I’m this big asshole’s better-looking brother.”

“I think Wilder claimed that title earlier.” Mabel smirks as her eyes brighten a tiny bit.

“That fucker is wrong. I’m much hotter than him.” I’m not sure why I’m able to hold an intelligent conversation with Mabel while my mate turns me into a braindead dipshit.

“You’re both wrong. I’m the best-looking Bearly brother.” I almost gag as my older brother pulls his mate close while Angel Baby licks the back of Mabel’s hand.

I need to get out of here and head home to think. Hard. Surely, I can come up with a way to win over my mate. “Come on, Angel Baby. It’s time for us to leave.” I reach over to take the dog, and my hand accidentally brushes Mabel’s chest, nearly starting a fucking war when Thorne loses his goddamn mind. His first punch catches me in the stomach, and it’s on from there.

I manage to get a few good licks in before the bakery door flies open as Wilder rushes in. “What in the hell? I leave for one hour and this happens. Who threw the first punch?” he asks Mabel while the two of them watch us fight it out.

Eventually, Wilder steps between us and glances over at Thorne. “I have your pink bikini top in my truck. We’ll have to postpone our car washing party until Momma and Papa Bear are better. We don’t want them to miss all the fun.” Maybe today isn’t a total loss. I look forward to seeing my older brother’s pain.

“What-the-fuck-ever,” Thorne growls and wipes a smear of blood from his face.

“You know, watching you prance around in a pink polka dot bikini while washing my three cars is going to be worth the black eye.” I can’t resist needling him a little bit.

After helping Thorne and Wilder clean up the mess we made of the bakery, I decide it’s time to head home and lick my wounds. Before I head out, I turn to Mabel. “I’m sorry about the mess. I’ll make sure to bring you two new chairs tomorrow.”

“Thank you,” she tells me as I grab Angel Baby and head for the door with Wilder following me.

“Are you okay?” Wilder asks. With only eleven months separating us, we’ve always been more like twins.

“Peachy.” I buckle the dog into the car seat and tell my brother, “I’m heading home.” To try to forget this day ever happened.

I don’t give him a chance to argue as I peel away, leaving my brother and my mate in my rearview mirror.

Forgetting how I insulted and pissed off my mate is next to impossible. I end up spending the entire night dreaming about Bethany. When I wake up hot and bothered and covered in cum, I admit to myself and my disappointed inner bear that I’m in way over my head.

I finally pull my head out of my ass and decide to use my strongest assets to win over my girl. Once I go online and do a little research, I put my plan into action.


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