A Very Beary

  Christmas

  Infernal Sons MC 1.5

  Carol Dawn

  A Very Beary Christmas

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  Copyright © 2019 Carolyn Jacobs (Carol Dawn)

  All rights reserved

  Published by Carolyn Jacobs

  Cover by Carolyn Jacobs

  Any references to historical events, real people, or real places are used fictitiously. Names, characters, and places are products of the author’s imagination.

  Blurb

  It’s been a little over a year since Rose crashed her way into my life. It wasn’t easy at first, but with my support and protection, we made it through.

  We spent our first Christmas together in the hospital, waiting on her to heal after everything that went down.

  I hated it.

  Hated not being able to celebrate the way she deserves. My beautiful Rose smiled the whole time. Never once complaining.

  This year is different. I plan to make this the best Christmas she has ever had. But I have one huge problem. I have no idea what to get her.

  Disclaimer

  In order to fully understand this book and its characters, you need to read Bear’s Forever, first. This book takes place after the timeline of Chains` Redemption (Infernal Sons MC #2). There are no spoilers inside that will ruin the next book.

  ***HEALTH WARNING***

  Intended for readers 18+

  Adult situations

  Over sweetened Alpha Male inside. Extra Cheesy.

  This book is packed full of alpha male deliciousness, insta-something and enough over-sweetened romance that cavities are a real possibility. Keep your dentist on speed dial.

  Chapter One

  Rose

  I’m standing under a mistletoe, wrapped in my man’s arms. The absolute best feeling in the world. He kisses me with so much love that tears fill my eyes. He walks to our room, pulling me behind him, and takes us to our bed.

  He lays me down and kisses down my naked body. When he reaches my core, he spreads my legs and licks me until I scream his name.

  “BEAR.”

  “Baby, wake the fuck up.”

  I open my eyes to Bear hovering over me. Hmm, maybe dreams do come true.

  “Why are you grinning, my beautiful Rose?” he asks. “I thought you were having another nightmare. You called out for me.”

  “I did?” I ask.

  He nods his answer.

  “Well, I wasn’t having a nightmare, honey. But I do remember screaming your name.”

  It takes a few seconds for him to understand, but when he does his eyes grow wide and he smiles that panty-melting smile.

  “Were you having a naughty dream, sweet Rose?” he asks.

  I can feel my whole body blush. I don’t understand why it still does this after a little over a year of being with Bear. He’s so outspoken but you would think I’d be used to it by now.

  His smile widens as he watches my blush spread across my body.

  “This is why you should be naked at all times,” he says. “So that I can watch this beautiful blush take its journey across your perfect body.”

  Even with all my scars, Bear has a way of making me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.

  “Shall we work on that dream of yours?” he asks.

  “Oh, if you insist,” I tease.

  “I insist, baby,” he says right before he nips his way down my body. He spreads my legs, pushing them towards me.

  “Hold these sexy legs for me, baby. I need both of my hands.”

  Oh, boy. I grab my legs and hold them against my chest.

  “Fucking perfection,” he says, before diving in and licking up my arousal. He strokes his tongue up and down, driving me out of my mind. He loves to tease me just like he’s doing now.

  He shoves his fingers into my pussy and moves them in and out at a speed you wouldn’t think an arm can go. It doesn’t take long for me to fall. I reach down and shove his face as hard as I can against me while I release all over his tongue.

  I collapse back on the bed, completely exhausted. How can he make me so exhausted when all I do is lie here? He pulls my legs down, that I didn’t realize I was still holding, and kisses me so very sweetly. The taste of me on his lips makes me want him even more.

  He rolls off my body and lays beside me. I’m still not comfortable saying the naughty things he does. So, I sit there in silence until he figures out what I want. Ten seconds go by when he starts to chuckle.

  “What’s wrong, sweet Rose? Is there something you want?”

  Teasing meanie.

  “You know very well what I want,” I say hotly.

  “Words, baby. Tell me what you want.”

  Oh, that evil man.

  Sighing, I throw my arm over my eyes and say, “I want you to fuck me, Bear. I want your cock in my pussy and I want you to fuck me until we both come.”

  Bear’s laughter fills the room. He makes me do this every single time. Evil, evil man.

  The next thing I know he’s pulling me on top of him.

  “You want me, baby?” I drop my head until my hair shields me, and nod. Bear reaches up and shifts all my hair to one side. “Then take me. But don’t block your beautiful face from me, sweet Rose. Seeing you ride me, watching you come, is just as pleasurable.”

  I left myself up, and plant myself on his cock. He’s so big and it always takes me a minute to adjust to his size.

  “Fuck,” he groans. “My woman has the best fucking pussy.”

  I move up and down for a few more minutes. Like usual, Bear gets impatient and holds my hips still while he pumps up in me. He like’s me to feel like I’m in charge, but we both know how it always ends.

  I’m no longer in control of my body. My hips stay where Bear holds them, and I fall forward onto his chest. This is my favorite part. Listening to his heart race as he comes inside me.

  One of his hands rubs circles around my most sensitive area and I come so fast that the room goes dark.

  “Fuuuuuk,” Bear yells. “Your pussy is squeezing me so fucking tight, baby.”

  He thrusts his hips up and slams mine down at the same time. Causing another orgasm to rush through my body.

  Bear roars his release, biting down gently on my shoulder.

  Bear falls back on the bed, taking me with him.

  “Fuck, baby. Every single time is better than the last. Let’s go back to sleep while we can. You stay right where you are,” he says, when I go to roll off him. “I want my cock buried deep just a little while longer.”

  As I’m laying on him, a small kick bumps his ribcage.

  “Did I wake my little guy up?” he asks, as he gently rubs the side of my slightly swollen stomach.

  “You did,” I giggle. “And now, I won’t be getting back to sleep.”

  “I want to say sorry, sweet Rose, but I just can’t find it in me to tell you a lie.”

  “Oh, you,” I say, as I smack his chest.

  “Was I too rough?” He asks, his voice much more serious.

  “Of course not,” I tell him. “You heard what the doctor said. Rough intercourse is fine as long as we avoid the belly, and I pay attention to my body.”

  “Shit, you’re laying on me,” he says as he quickly sets us up.

  I giggle and kiss his worried face.

  “I’m fine. I was actually more on my side. Everything is fine, honey.”

  “That’s the last time we do that,” he says with his MC President’s voice.

  He always says that. But, in the moment, he just loses control.

  “My baby is so fucking horny when she’s pregnant,” he says with a gleam in his eyes. “I might just keep you pregnant.”

  “We’ll see,” I say.

  Then he gently lays me on my back and makes slow, sweet love to me until he has to leave for work.

  Chapter Two

  Bear

  I fucking love my life. Rose became my wife eight months ago. Four months later we found out she was pregnant. We got our new clubhouse built right before Rose and I left for our honeymoon.

  It’s been great. Everything is perfect.

  Except I don’t know what to get Rose for Christmas. Our first Christmas together wasn’t really a celebration. Rose was healing from what that fucker, Hernandez, did to her. So, we just had a small dinner and decided to start our celebrations next year.

  Well, next year is here and I’m stressing out about making this the best Christmas for her. Especially considering that it will technically be her first one, ever.

  “You could always design the nursery,” Josh says.

  “She wants to do that herself,” I grumble.

  “What all was she into when she was younger?” Ink asks.

  “I don’t know, brother,” Josh sighs. “I never saw her enough to know those things. She did love reading, though. She was always so fucking smart. I think it intimated our father. He kept bringing in different tutors for her every year. According to his files, she was to be schooled in a ton of different subjects.”

  The room is silent as we remember how she was raised. She was fucking tortured beyond compare. My beautiful Rose was hidden beneath her petals when she first ran into me.

  Now, she’ s a vibrant and strong Rose.

  Fuck, I love her. I’m such a sap.

  “What are you grinning at, my used to be grumpy, president?” Ink asks.

  “I was thinking about closing down Inked,” I joke.

  “MY SHOP? WHAT THE FUCK FOR?”

  I can’t help but throw my head back and laugh. That shop is Ink’s baby.

  “Why are you yelling, my super annoying, Secretary?”

  “Fuck you, Pres,” he says, grinning. “You almost had me.”

  Chuckling, I go back to thinking about Rose.

  “What type of books did she like?” I ask. I don’t want to get her a book for Christmas considering she already has enough books to give a library a run for its money.

  “Mostly stuff you would watch on the Discovery channel,” Josh says. “Animals, plants, Space, weather, natural disasters. That type of stuff. All those books are still in her old room at Father’s house, but she doesn’t want them.”

  “I thought you were selling?” Brick asks.

  I tune them out and think about the type of books she loved reading. Then it comes to me. The perfect fucking gift.

  “Gotta go, brothers,” I say. “See you at Ma’s tomorrow.”

  Chapter Three

  Rose

  Someone knocks on my door and I rush over and sling it open.

  “Are you, Mrs. Rose Allington?” the nice man asks.

  I smile at the name. “Yes, I’m Rose Allington. Do you have something for me?”

  “I sure do, ma`am.”

  “Oh, just Rose, please,” I say with a smile. “This may sound odd, but do you think I can hide it somewhere where it won’t get noticed?”

  The man smiles and asks, “Christmas present?”

  “Yes,” I say as I jump up and down. “He’ll be home very soon.”

  The man walks off my porch and looks around. He glances at Hawk’s cabin before dismissing it and walking around back.

  “What about this building?” he asks.

  “There’s a motorcycle in there,” I say. “I think it’s taking up most of the room.”

  “Do you care if I have a look?”

  “I’ll go grab the keys.”

  I rush inside, grab the keys and am back in no time flat. “Let’s go,” I say.

  I open the door and stand aside for the man to enter.

  “I see what you mean,” he says. “Do you think I’ll get killed if I roll it further into the corner?”

  “Killed?” I ask, shocked. “Why would you ask that?”

  “Ma`am,” he says, and I raise my eyebrows. “Rose, I recognize this bike. This belongs to the President of the Infernal Sons MC.”

  “Yes,” I agree. “Bear, My husband. Who will be home very soon. I promise he won’t kill you. Please move the bike.”

  Sighing, he says, “Alright, but if he kills me, tell my family I love them.”

  “You got it,” I say.

  He gets the bike moved to the corner of the building without any incident. Then he grabs Bear’s Christmas gift from his delivery truck, ignoring my offer to help, and puts it safely inside the building.

  “Perfect,” I say. “Thank you so much. Let me go grab a tip.”

  “That’s not necessary.”

  “Don’t be silly,” I say, before rushing back inside.

  The poor man was terrified to even breathe around Bear’s bike, he deserves a large tip for actually moving it for me. I grab a fifty and rush towards his truck, where he’s quickly climbing inside.

  “Not many people would rush off when offered a tip,” I tease.

  “Yeah, but when you’re alone with Bear Allington’s wife and he’s due back home any minute, you rush off as fast as you possibly can. I like living, ma`am.”

  “Oh, stop being silly, he’s not that bad. Here, take your tip.”

  He refuses to reach out his hand, so I climb up on the step of the truck and toss the money through the window.

  “Think it of as a payment for emotional stress,” I say with a smile.

  He grins at me before starting his truck. “Have a good day, ma`am,” he says.

  I hop off the truck and back away.

  “It’s Rose. You have a good day to, mister delivery man.”

  He chuckles.

  Right before he drives away, he yells, “The names, Nick.”

  Shaking my head, I go back inside and hide the building keys. Just in case.

  It’s nearing five in the evening, so I put the ham in the oven. Tonight, Bear and I are having our very first Christmas dinner together. It’s Christmas Eve, but tomorrow Ma is expecting the whole family at her house. That woman loves to cook. So today, Bear and I are celebrating our Christmas with just the two of us.

  Well, the three of us.

  Bear pulls in around an hour later.

  “Baby, why are there tire tracks in our driveway?”

  He walks up and kisses me deeply before heading to our room to remove his cut.

  “You know,” I yell after him. “You really need to stop scaring all the people who have done nothing wrong.”

  “Everyone should be afraid of me,” is his response. “You didn’t answer my question.”

  Sighing, I say, “It was the delivery truck bringing your present.”

  “Did you lift anything?” he asks.

  “No honey, Mister Nick helped me. He was very kind.”

  “He?” he asks in a low voice.

  “Really? Do you honestly think I would look at another man the way I look at you?”

  Bear walks up and pulls me against his body. With his arms wrapped snuggly around me, I relax in his hold and just enjoy the moment.

  “It’s not you I’m worried about, sweet Rose. It’s all the men. You don’t realize how unbelievably beautiful you are.”

  I feel my face heat up and I try to hide it by shoving it against Bear’s chest.

  “Blooming like a beautiful Rose,” he says with a chuckle.

  The timer in the kitchen beeps.

  “Oh, that’s the ham,” I say. “Ma came over earlier and helped me prepare. All that is left is for you to get that ham out of the oven for me and we can eat.”

  “Ham isn’t the thing I want to eat right now, baby.”

  “After presents you big brute,” I say, giggling.

  Bear removes the ham and slices a piece for me and three for himself. I add the sidings and we sit down and enjoy our meal.

  I ask Bear about club stuff, he just grunts and says, “club business, sweet Rose.” Same as always, but it doesn’t hurt to try. We talk about our plans for the baby’s room. We talk about our family.

  It’s the best meal I’ve ever had.

  As soon as the dishes are in the sink, we head over to the couch and sit. I’m so excited. My body is shaking, and I can’t stop smiling.

  Bear laughs and pulls me off the couch and onto his lap.

  “How about I go first?” he asks.

  “Okay.”

  He reaches over and grabs the gift bag he sat on the floor.

  “Here’s your first one.”

  Feeling like a child, I throw the paper out and reach in and grab the gift. Well, gifts.

  “Open this one first,” he says, tapping the larger of the two. I unwrap it and find a beautiful tablet. The same one I’ve been eyeing every time he takes me to the mall.

  “Now, you have every book at the tip of your fingers. All, you have to do it pick one to buy, download it, and read it.”

  I burst into tears and fling myself around his neck.

  Chuckling, he says, “My baby loves it. Now the other one, sweetheart.”

  I release his neck and hand him my tablet. I grab his face and kiss him with all the love in my heart.

  “I love you,” I tell him.

  “I love you, baby. Forever,” is always his response.

  I grab the smaller box. I open it and again burst into tears.

  Dang baby hormones.

  Inside the velvet box is a beautiful gold necklace with a single heartbeat connecting the links.

  “When I saw this, I knew you had to have it. You are my beautiful Rose, baby. But even more than that, you are the reason I live. You are the very reason my heart keeps beating.”

 

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