Mountain Man (The Smith Brothers, #1)
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Hank Smith saved my life, carrying me through a blizzard to his mountain cabin. He doesn’t like strangers, and he doesn’t like leaving his sanctuary. Now I’m trapped here with him until the snow melts.
I see him looking at me. He tries to hide behind a gruff exterior, but I see the longing and the heat burning in his eyes. I know he wants me, and I can’t resist him. I want to feel those big, rough hands all over my body.
But once he’s unleashed his raw, barely tried desire on me, will I be able to leave my mountain man behind, or will he make me his?
Warning: The Smith Brothers are not just identical twins, they’re big, burly, bearded, insanely hot mountain men. They’re also sweet, and very, very dirty. Did I mention dirty?
Sherilee Gray
Sherilee Gray is a kiwi girl and lives in beautiful New Zealand with her husband and their two children. Her books include the Lawless Kings series: Shattered King, Broken Rebel, and Beautiful Killer. When she isn't writing sexy, edgy contemporary romance, searching for her next alpha hero on Pinterest, or fueling her voracious book addiction, she can be found dreaming of far off places with a mug of tea in one hand and a bar of Cadburys Rocky Road chocolate in the other.
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Mountain Man (The Smith Brothers, #1) - Sherilee Gray
1
Birdie
I was going to die.
My teeth started chattering harder.
The snow wasn’t just under me now, it was settling on me. The voices of my hiking group, calling my name, had long since faded. Now all I could hear was the wind whistling through the trees, though, with the way it had picked up, it was more like a banshee scream.
The weather report said it would be fine over the weekend, clear and cold, but perfect for a winter hike into the mountains. The weatherman had been wrong. This wasn’t fine, this was a full-on blizzard.
And now I was going to die.
This was what I got for trying to make friends. For trying something new. I was used to being alone; I had been most of my life. Which was why working in the Eaglewood library, since I’d moved to the small Colorado town six months ago, worked for me. It wasn’t exactly a hub of social activity. Why I’d suddenly decided I needed to get out and meet new people was beyond me right then. And hiking of all things. What had I been thinking?
Tears stung my eyes. What was I going to do? I’d stopped feeling my hands and feet a while ago and I was pretty sure I was minutes away from hypothermia. Not feeling my extremities was the only good thing to come of this. At least my throbbing sprained ankle was only a memory.
Maybe I could walk on it? They always said to stay in one place if you got lost, but I’d been sitting there, waiting for what felt like forever, and no one had come for me. I needed to find shelter, somewhere less exposed.
Mind made up, I clung to the tree beside me and tried to drag myself to my feet. A scream tore from my throat when I tried to put weight on my ankle, and I fell back to the ground.
Okay, maybe I wasn’t as numb as I thought. Black shadows hovered at the edge of my vision. I was going to pass out.
What was that?
There was a speck in the distance, but it seemed to be coming closer? No, my eyes were playing tricks on me. The shadows started to close in as I watched the speck get bigger, until it wasn’t a speck anymore.
It was a…
Yeti.
I screamed, or at least I thought I did. I needed to run, but my body refused to obey me, or even move. The shadows grew darker, narrowing my vision to a pinprick. The yeti was a few feet from me now and I struggled to remain conscious. It reached for me…
Everything went dark.
My brain, my limbs, felt sluggish and I couldn’t open my eyes.
I was warm, though, so warm my cheeks felt hot. I tried to open my eyes again, but it was a serious struggle, so I stopped trying for the moment. I lay still, letting the neurons in my brain try to fire back to life. It took a while, but slowly the haze started to clear. With my eyes closed my other senses had kicked in. Something smelled amazing—earthy, musky, woodsy. I couldn’t work out exactly what it was. There was a soft crackling—an unmistakable comforting sound. A fire.
I’d been found. Someone had rescued me.
I burrowed deeper, deciding that opening my eyes was no longer a priority. I was safe. I was warm. I was alive.
I tried to move my foot, which throbbed dully, to assess the damage, but it was being held by something.
That’s when my brain snapped back to full consciousness.
There was something big and hot wrapped around me. My fingers flexed against what I realized was a chest, a hairy one. The something was male, and that male was…
Naked.
Huge arms were wrapped around me and my feet were trapped between what I could only assume were solid, hairy calves.
Oh God.
I was naked as well.
My eyes snapped open.
My vision was filled with a wide, bare chest, with dark hair covering bulging pecs. I shoved, and the human bear surrounding me grunted but didn’t release me. I tilted my head back, about to scream, but realized he was asleep. I pressed my lips together and bit back my shriek. Waking him was the last thing I wanted to do.
His head was tilted down, like he’d been watching me when he fell asleep. Short, thick black lashes rested against his cheeks and he had a thick beard covering the lower half of his face. I couldn’t see much more.
I glanced around. I was in a basic log cabin, the open fire blazing on the other side of the room, and furs on the floor. There were guns leaning against the wall by the door, which was secured with a long, thick piece of lumber that I didn’t think I’d be able to lift even if I could escape my human manacles.
The arm around me was a dead weight. I couldn’t move it. Tears started filling my eyes as panic set in.
Maybe if I slid out from under his arm?
I started sliding downward…
His eyelids snapped open and vibrant blue eyes locked on me.
I screamed, tried to jerk back, and when those monster arms didn’t let me go, screamed some more.
The huge man’s eyes went wide, then he jolted, released me, and shot out of bed so fast you’d think I was the one who’d stripped him naked and crawled in bed with him.
He stood several feet away, hand up, like he was warding me off, or maybe trying to put me at ease? I wasn’t sure how that was possible since I was naked and moments ago he’d been pressed up against me while I was unconscious.
Who the hell are you and what am I doing here?
I watched as what I could see of his face turned pink.
Found you…
he said in a voice that was so deep I was sure the ground quivered beneath us. Unconscious. I brought you here.
I scrambled up the bed, taking the covers with me, and thanked God when I realized I still had panties on, even as fear coiled tight in my belly. Why the hell did you take my clothes off? What did you do to me?
His brows lowered. Do?
I clutched the covers tighter to my chest. "I’m practically naked, and you were all over me."
He took an abrupt step back, his heavy brows now shooting up, eyes widening, in what I could only describe as alarm. Woman, you were close to death. Only way to warm you back up quick was body heat.
I’d heard of people doing that before, hadn’t I?
I took him in.
The yeti.
He was the giant fur-covered beast walking toward me through the snow before I passed out.
My eyes dropped before I could stop them.
Good God, he was huge.
I’d never seen a man like the one in front of me in all my life. He was taller than the door he was standing in front of, massive everywhere—thick, sold thighs dusted with dark hair, long legs, bulging calves. His chest and shoulders were wide, his waist thick, his stomach roped with muscle. One of his biceps was easily as big as one of my thighs, and that was saying something, since I wasn’t at all what you would call petite. My gaze slid back down. One of his enormous hands was covering his groin, or trying to anyway.
He made a low, broken sound, and my eyes shot back up to his. His face wasn’t pink anymore; it was fire-engine red.
Can you…ah, put some clothes on, please?
My voice came out as a raspy whisper.
He jolted again, like he only just realized he was standing there completely naked. He turned away, flashing a spectacular pair of muscular butt cheeks before snatching up a pair of pants and pulling them on. The fact that I could even contemplate the attractiveness of his butt was insane given the circumstances. I obviously hadn’t fully recovered from my ordeal.
He turned back but said nothing for several seconds, staying all the way on the other side of the room. I watched his jaw work, his fingers curling and uncurling at his sides.
Finally, he shook his head, his shaggy black hair falling around his face, strands catching on his beard, and leveled me with his blue eyes. I didn’t touch you…I would never…
He lifted a hand, motioning toward me. You needed warming. I did what I needed to.
Now that he wasn’t naked anymore, or wrapped around me like a hibernating bear, he wasn’t quite as threatening, especially with the way he kept blushing, which was completely at odds with his size and fierce appearance.
Can I have my clothes?
I said, feeling uncomfortable sitting there practically naked in this complete stranger’s bed.
He grunted, turned to a scarred wooden chest of drawers, and pulled something out. He motioned to a rack above the fire, where my clothes were draped. They’re still wet,
he said. Wear this.
He threw something toward me and it landed on the bed. I picked it up. A red and black oversized flannel shirt. Thank you.
I stared at him and he stared back, saying nothing. "Can you, um…can you