"Having enjoyed a number of other books by Bellann Summer, and loving strong, dominant men as much as I do, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that the description for 'Bear's Pup' would lure me right in. The prospect of a brand-new-to-me series involving alpha men and smaller partners, in this case a bear and his pup, and a rescue-for-hire agency was just too much for me to withstand and I had to read it. I knew I was going to like and respect Cade within a few pages of reading. He and the four men who make up his crew perform mostly rescues within the United States, and they get called in by towns during snowstorms, power outages, flooding, and hostage situations. To hear Cade talk about rescuing people from dying of hypothermia or many other myriad issues that can occur when we face the wrath of Mother Nature, just made me see him as a strong, compassionate man. Definitely a dominant alpha, but a good man. When Cade and his team rescue Bret as he's being carried on the river currents, something in Cade screams he's got to take this little guy home and protect him. Cade can tell immediately that something horrible happened to him, because even being dragged down a river during a flood doesn't leave perfectly spaced welts from the soles of the feet to the tops of the shoulders on both sides. Cade is furious when Bret recounts his last weeks of torture at the hands of a wannabe Dom, Keith. After settling in together with the beginnings of a strong and loving relationship, strange things start to happen, leaving Cade on edge and willing to do whatever is needed to protect Bret. I was proud of Bret for gaining some courage, and I really liked seeing the whole team working together. A fun, sexy read that reminded me of how insanely hot it can be to have your love be your everything." -- Christy Duke, Rainbow Book Reviews
Four days later found Cade with the other four members of his team doing everything in their professional arsenal to help as many people as they could escape the raging waters. In twenty-four hours with thirteen inches of rain on top of heavy melting snow and ice, it had created a watery hell. They pulled adults, children, babies, and elderly out of cars being swept down what were once roads. Not to mention the pets people would not leave to the mercies of the water.
His crew was tired, wet, cold, and hungry. But there was no time to stop yet. They were on the river itself right now, two rescue members and a volunteer driving an airboat, specially equipped for water rescue. They found people hanging from the branches of trees and clinging to anything they could reach, somehow trying to keep their heads above the death that awaited them below the river’s surface.
Cade had witnessed three houses being swept away by the raging currents. They looked like they had been made of paper with the ease the river had yanked them off their foundations and torn them to pieces. He had just gotten word that another house had been swept away a few minutes ago upriver. He knew a massive amount of debris was heading toward them and they had to get off the river until it passed. Then something in the water caught his eye.
Amid splintered boards, furniture, and other debris floating past was a person clinging to what looked like the headboard of a bed. Cade signaled the driver, and immediately Cade and his teammate, Tony, were heading toward the person. As they got closer, Cade could now tell it was a man they were trying to get to. He also realized the guy wasn’t wearing much clothing. That wasn’t unusual, as clothing tended to be ripped away in fast-moving water. They had to slow down before reaching him so that they didn’t cause a wake and push the board further away. There was also the possibility of swamping the headboard with water and sinking both it and its occupant.
Finally getting close enough, Cade and Tony both grabbed the small man from the churning waters. Not wasting any time, the boat was turned around and headed to the shore. Cade held the guy close trying to stop any more damage from being inflicted from the rough ride. He could tell in a glance the poor fellow was pretty banged up.
Finally they reached the designated boat ramp where Jack, who was his second-in-command and a paramedic, had a first aid station set up. Reluctantly, Cade handed the injured man to a volunteer who took him over to where a couple of cots were set up for an initial medical evaluation. Immediately, Jack was checking the little guy over. The same volunteer had a clipboard and was writing and checking boxes on a form as Jack continued his exam, quietly asking questions. Getting out of the vehicle, Cade went over to the small man in the makeshift bed and stood by him, watching. For some reason, Cade couldn’t move away.
“What are your orders, boss?” Tony asked.
Not taking his eyes off the small man and finding he was a bit irritated that Jack was touching him, Cade ordered, “Have everyone come in and take a break. Find something to eat and rest for thirty.”
The man on the cot turned his head and looked at Cade. Even though the poor guy was exhausted, cold, and injured, he had the most beautiful warm, velvety brown eyes Cade had ever seen. And they just grabbed a hold of something inside, taking his breath away. Cade couldn’t stop himself from gently placing his hand on the man’s thin wet leg.
“Don’t leave me,” the man pleaded.
“I’m not going anywhere,” Cade stated.
Turning to Jack, he asked, “Does he have to be taken to the hospital, or can I take him home with me?”
“What the hell, boss?” Jack was clearly confused. Standard procedure after a massive disaster rescue was getting basic identification details. Jack also evaluated the victim and decided if the person needed a hospital or just had to go to a shelter that was usually set up for victims to be reunited with loved ones. Jack couldn’t recall any of his teammates ever becoming personally involved with a victim. Especially his powerful, by-the-book boss. Jack had never seen him act this way toward a recue before.
“Answer the question, Jack.” Cade may have been addressing Jack, but his attention was clearly on the man lying on the cot.
“Well, I will need to draw blood. Standard procedure for infections. I have meds for that and the pain, which should help him over the next couple of days. He’s conscious and aware, but should be closely monitored over the next twenty-four to forty-eight hours. Mostly he will sleep and need hydration,” Jack explained.
“Alright, do what you have to do. Then when the rest of the team is finished with their break, take over. I’m taking him home to recover. If you need anything, I’ll have my phone on me,” Cade told his second. Jack looked him right in the eye for a minute, and then they seemed to come to an understanding. Nodding, he went back to work.
Cade, on the other hand, didn’t quite know why he was acting like this. He just knew he was taking this little man home to heal. During that time he would find out if this attraction, connection, and what his gut was telling him were real.
Cade swooped down and kissed the pup silly before lifting him off of his lap and patting his butt to get him on his way. He knew if Bret hadn’t been a little dazed by the kiss and subsequent hard-on, Cade would have gotten an earful for giving him that little tap. But that would have been okay, too. Cade would have just grabbed and kissed him until he forgot to be upset about anything. He waited a few minutes and then hurried to the bedroom. He wasn’t finished loving on his pup yet.
The one thing Bret loved about Cade’s house was the master suite. It had a garden tub that when a person soaked in it they could look out a window that overlooked the side yard and beyond. Cade had a little grass planted just around his house. Otherwise it was all woods as far as a person could see. Cade had explained that he owned over one hundred acres altogether. Apparently there was a stream and a pond on the property somewhere, but Bret hadn’t had a chance to explore it yet.
The other awesome thing about the master suite was the shower. It was completely made of tile and big enough to hold five men. It also had a built-in bench seat and a shelf to hold all kinds of body products, including what he considered most important, water-resistant lube. Water came out of at least eight different showerheads that were set into the ceiling and at different heights on the walls. These could be adjusted with a remote control pad. There was no shower door. The tiles started at a doorway and turned a little corner and then opened up to this huge shower area. One of Bret’s favorite nasty little secrets was to turn all the heads so the water hit his body from all sides. Then he would turn, bend, and stretch, it was kind of like giving himself a kinky massage.
He had just finished washing his hair when he felt a hard wet chest press against him from behind. Muscled arms, bigger around in size than his own thighs, wrapped around him. Lips made their way from his ear down the side of his neck to nibble at the point where it met his shoulder. A hand pinched his nipple while the other swept down and rubbed his balls.
“Put your hands against the wall, baby,” Cade ordered.
Bending over, he placed his hands flat on the tile in front of him. Widening his legs, he exposed everything to his bear. Then he felt a tongue lapping at his balls. His legs trembled when that tongue traveled up and placed sucking kisses right behind his sack. Again that tongue traveled, this time back to his balls taking one in his mouth. Bret couldn’t help the moans filling the shower. One of his Bear’s thumbs breached his hole. As Cade gently took his other ball into his mouth, he worked his thumb around to loosen him up. Then Cade’s other thumb joined the party, widening him even more. Bret started rocking back into the invasion that felt so good.
Cade let go of the pup’s sack and started giving him biting kisses over his butt cheek and slowly working his way up his spine. Now and then he would stop and zero in on one of the pup’s hot spots. All the while he kept working his thumbs in and out of his tight hole. Once he reached Bret’s shoulders, he started sucking on the spot where it met his neck. Cade was thinking that spot was more often than not going to have a purple mark on it in the future. He kept sucking and working his baby’s body, enjoying the whimper and moans that were coming out of his mouth. Pulling one thumb out, he reached for the bottle of lube. Snapping open the cap, he put the tube next to his other thumb and squeezed lube into his baby, working it around with his thumb. Pulling his thumb out, he used the excess to slick up his cock and shove it into that sweet hole. Stopping for a moment, he let the pup adjust to his invasion. Starting the slow slide they both enjoyed, he pulled the pup from his bent-over position and up against his chest encasing him in his arms. Continuing to build up speed, he made sure he hit that bundle of nerves every time. His reward was a scream that echoed off the walls of the shower and streams of cum painting the wall in from of them.