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Summer's Lease

On his first night renting a cottage on the Cornish coast, widower John Tennant comes face to face with, of all things, a grizzly bear. Fearing for his life, John tries to convince the animal he isn't worth eating, and is relieved when the bear ambles away.<br><br>Maintenance man Mitch Benjamin is two hundred years old but doesn’t look a day over forty. As a werebear, he needs to stay under the radar. The new renter is making that difficult. Not only is John attractive, but his vulnerability triggers all of Mitch’s protective instincts. If that wasn’t trouble enough, Mitch is struggling with his inner bear’s desire to befriend John. He knows what his bear is up to, but Mitch doesn’t want another mate. His last one was murdered ninety years ago, and he’s still grieving.<br><br>John is confused by Mitch’s mixed signals. Physically, Mitch -- with his bulging muscles and hulking frame -- is a gay man’s wet dream come true. But emotionally, he keeps closing down. John discovers more comfort with the magnificent grizzly bear he occasionally meets on his evening walks along the beach.<br><br>In an effort to help, Morwenna, the owner of the cottages, uses her psychic gifts to give John a message from his dead lover, George. Far from helping, it adds another layer of strangeness to what’s already turning out to be the strangest summer John can remember.<br><br>Can a well-meaning medium and a determined grizzly bring John and Mitch together? Will Mitch come clean about his werebear nature? If he does, can John accept that a man and bear exist in the same body?

Drew Hunt · LGBT+
Classificações insuficientes
90 Chs

Chapter 64

His ears still ringing with the sound of his blood pumping through them, John felt himself being lifted off his feet and carried down the garden path.

“I can walk, you know,” John panted, still dazed at everything that was happening.

“I know,” was Mitch’s simple reply.

Setting him down next to the driver’s door, Mitch patted John’s arse before nonchalantly sauntering over to the passenger’s side, waggling his arse with every step.

“And just how do you expect me to drive with a dick that’s so hard it’ll catch in the steering wheel?”

Mitch leaned over the roof of the car and licked his lips. “Want me to take care of it before we leave?”

The offer was tempting, very tempting, but John didn’t want Mitch to be late. 14

As he was being driven to the college, Mitch only half listened while John talked about his afternoon with Teddy.

“It was wonderful! I was amazed he agreed to come inside my cottage.”