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Sometime the mountains can be dangerous. Other times, like in the Winter, they can be downright awesome. And at a certain ski resort in Canada, it was just that.

A lavishing 2 bedroom suite had the perfect view of the mountains out the French doors. A pair of moose antlers hung above them for decoration. The outside patio had a hot tub set at the perfect temperature making the experience all the better. A fire was going in the fireplace giving the cabin-like main room an even more cozy feel to it. It was ready to receive its guests.

There was a click at the door at the door as it unlocked for the key holders.

"Home sweet home for the next week, boys," a young human man remarked as he walked in first. Matt was his name. The 27 year old stepped in followed by a younger man by a year.

"Whew. A little warm in here, isn't it?" he said.

"You were always cold blooded, Lucas," Matt retorted.

"And you know he'll never admit to it," another young man said walking in pushing a cart with everyone's luggage. "But it is kinda warm. Can we turn the fire off?"

"Oh my God..." Matt walked over to the fire place and turned the knob.

Another young man came in who was older than the others closed the door behind him. "Don't take it personally, Matt. Out of the four of us, Mark, our baby brother, will always be our designated driver." Lucas let out a single laugh at his remark.

"I hear that, Jacob," he said shaking his head.

Mark smirked as his brothers took their bags. "My brothers, jealousy does not suit you. I may be the youngest at the age of 25, but who picked up a girlfriend? And a gorgeous one at that?" He points at himself with both thumbs. "This guy, right here!" His smirk dropped as he looked over at his oldest brother realizing what he just said. "Dude, I'm... I'm sorry. That just slipped out. I'm just so excited."

His brother just smiled at him. "Its alright. I understand. It was a flame that she snuffed out herself. I moved on."

Matt looked at Mark. "There's no denying she's pretty, but she has a pre-started family. A teenage daughter. Do you really want to get into that kind of drama?"

"I met her. She's really a sweet kid."

Mark was about to walk to his room when Matt asked, "Is her daughter hot?" His baby brother missed a step and stumbled before grabbing the couch. "Ah! She is..."

"Drop it, Matt!" Jacob quickly warned. "We're all proud of you, Mark. But why not bring them with us? I'm sure our rich brother over here," he wrapped an arm around Matt, "would be glad to hook the three of you up with a room of your own."

"I'd be glad to," Matt said. "I'm already paying for you three bozos. There's a lot of money when you're a lawyer."

"For two reasons," Mark said holding up two fingers. "One: Jasmine couldn't get away because the higher-ups need her to supervise some new blood that just came in to our factory, and two," he grinned, "it'll spoil the surprise with her daughter."

"You're keeping it a secret? Don't you think she'll suspect something?"

"Oh, I think she already does."

"Then why?" Jacob asked before anyone else.

"Because its fun. But I do plan to tell her before I propose."

"You already got the ring?" Lucas asked.

Mark's grin got bigger and gave them a sharp nod. "Yup! And its sized to perfection. They're gonna love it." All three of his older brothers congratulated him. "Okay, guys, let's get this vacation back on track. Starting with," he points to the moose antlers above the French doors. "What is up with those? Couldn't get the rest of his head to fit?"

"Why are you looking at the décor?!" Matt nearly shouted looking eagerly at the ski area. "Look at that fresh powder over there! Let's hurry and unpack so we can hit the slopes. Maybe we'll find some snow bunnies down there to bring back." Drool started to leak from his lips just as the room's phone rang. Jacob went to get it. "Maybe there'll be some actual bunnies."

Mark flopped down on the couch crossing his arms. "Sorry, dude! But I don't keep anything from my girl and she'll have my hide. Not to mention I wouldn't do it anyway."

"Oh my God..." Matt groaned.

Lucas sat down next to their youngest brother and crossed his arms too. "Same here. I'm not going to make love unless there's actual love." The two of them bumped fists.

"You too?! I bet you're hung up on that army woman, what's-her-name. The one that out drinks you every year on St. Patty's day."

Lucas look over the couch intensely at Matt. "Maybe I am. And her name's Indigo, dumbass!"

"Hey, fellas, keep it down," Jacob said holding the phone. "I'm sorry, what were you saying?" He listened to the other person on the phone. "I see. Okay, goodbye." He hung up the phone and looked at his younger brothers. "Bad news, guys. They're closing the slopes for the day."

"WHAT?!" Matt shouted.

"That was the front desk. They called saying that there's too much snow on that face of the mountain. After the slopes are cleared of people a helicopter's going up and drop some explosives."

"That sounds awesome!" Mark said. He got up and went out to the balcony. "And we got a great view of it from here."

"Hell yeah!" Lucas agreed.

Mark fell to his knees in an overly dramatic way. "NOOOO!! My bunny harem dreams... CRUSHED!!" Suddenly he popped back up to his feet. "Well, explosives come in a nice second place." Everyone laughed at him.

Jacob shook his head. "One of these days, when you find a girl you like, you are going to hate yourself for saying that. So, any ideas before the chopper goes up?"

"I doubt there'll be anything on TV. There's not even one to speak of," Lucas said glaring at Matt. "I wonder why that is."

"Don't give me that," Matt said. "This is a 5-star resort where its main focus is the skiing and the rooms are meant for the visitors to hang out together. Like the hot tub on the patio."

The snap of fingers got everyone's attention. "That's what we could do!" Everyone looked at looked at Mark as he brought out one of his suit cases. He opened it grabbing a box with a picture of friends in a pool enjoying a poker game on an inflatable table. He looked up at his older siblings with a smirk. "And you guys said I wouldn't have a use for a FLOATING POKER TABLE! Let's play a few rounds in the hot tub before they take care of the snow."

"Oh hell yeah!" Matt said as he threw a fist in the air. "After that, let's get some drinks at the bar."

"Drinks are a must, guys!" Everyone looked at Lucas who had his cell phone out. "I just checked Facebook. Eric is downstairs running the bar."

"You mean... our Eric?"

Lucas nodded.

Mark placed the poker set on couch while everyone started getting their swim trunks. "Dude, that's awesome! Maybe you can talk to him."

"Talk to him? About what?"

The youngest sibling smacked his own forehead. "Man, you can be dense!" He shook his head and started blowing up the table.

Lucas finished changing and looked sternly at his younger brother. "Hey, I'm not going to talk to him about that. Okay? We are on vacation."

"Go for it," Matt said. Lucas looked at him almost pleadingly. "What's the worst he's going to say? No? That's when you pick up and move on."

Lucas looked around at his brothers. All three were smiling encouragement for him. He knew they wanted the best for him but he was always weaker willed than his brothers. During high school he always getting picked on by the jocks and teased by the cheerleaders and it was always his brothers who rescued him. His pride as a man was shot at so many times and the others did their best for him. If it wasn't for his bothers, Lucas could have been a total recluse. It did bother him that he didn't really have a smile that he call his own like his bothers as it matched their personality.

Mark was the mischievous one and his smile often showed it. Matt enjoyed life so his smile really measures how much he's into something. Jacob's, on the other hand, was an enigma. He was cool, calm, and collected and he would smile for no reason making him very hard to read. He even used it to as a weapon to unnerve people that were giving him or his brothers a hard time.

"Okay," Lucas sighed.

Mark had just finished blowing up the table when he announced, "Let's do this! Today's the day I, or somebody, finally beats you, Jacob!"

"Just try it!" Jacob challenged.

All four of them moved outside to the hot tub. Matt helped Jacob flip the lid off and a plum of steam rose from the water's surface. They all looked at the bubbling water getting pushed around by the jets did they realize just how big it was.

"Damn..." Mark said throwing his table on the water.

"I don't think I've ever seen a tub with more than four seats," Lucas said.

"I count at least eight," Jacob said.

As everyone was getting in Matt looked over at the patio next to theirs to see three anthro girls in bikinis about to get in their hot tub. There was a vixen accompanied by a tall, muscular Doberman and, wouldn't you know, a very fit white bunny. He instantly smiled with excitement and dashed to the railing.

Mark watched his brother as he went over to the girls. "Uh-oh."

Matt's smile was based on his level of excitement. If he was intrigued he would smirk. If something really got his blood pumping, there would a wicked smile as if the devil himself showed through him.

Matt leaned forward on the railing. "Good afternoon, ladies!"

"Hi!" all three greeted back. Their voices together sounded like a beautiful chorus.

"Are you going to wait for the copter, too?"

"Yeah," the vixen said with a moderate Spanish accent. "Its not everyday you get to see a controlled avalanche." The other girls agreed.

"I completely agree."

Matt's brothers watched him from their hot tub. "And here it comes," Lucas said under his breath and the others snickered.

Matt flashed his best smile for the girls. "We're just about to play some poker before the copter goes up. Care to join a few handsome, lonely men over here while we wait?"

"I hope you're not including yourself in that 'handsome' part!" Jacob called making the others laugh. "But you are definitely the only 'lonely' one here."

Matt looked back to the girls with a smile of mock embarrassment. "That's my big brother."

The girls looked at each other discussing the idea before looking back at Matt. "Why not?" the vixen said obviously the group leader.

"Excellent! So what are your name's?"

"I'm Carla. This is Sasha." The Doberman gave a two-finger wave. "And Kim." The bunny gave him a cute smile.

"Very pretty names. My name's Matt. C'mon around, I'll let you in."

As the girls went in, Matt also moved to the door. Just as he about to pass the hot tub he looked back at his brothers only to notice the glare from Mark. "Matt... Dude..."

Matt looked back at him with amazement. "Really? What kind of a guy do you take me for? There's three of them and three bachelors here. I got you, bro."

"Okay then."

It took Matt less than a minute to get to the door as his enthusiasm for the girls was evident with each step. When he opened the door the scene was picture perfect: three bikini girls ready to have some fun. He took a moment to look them over. They all had matching orange swimsuits that was absolutely stunning.

"HEY!" Mark cried out from the hot tub. "Are you going to undress them with your eyes or are going to let them in?"

"I'm sorry," Matt apologized to the girls. "That's our baby brother." He stood to the side letting them in. As they walked past he caught Kim eyeing him.

Matt guided the girls through the apartment to the balcony where his brothers waited "patiently" for him. All three of the girls where impressed by the handsome men that they couldn't decide who they wanted to sit next to. Matt had already gotten in and took his seat across from Lucas as the girls finally got in. Sasha sat next to Jacob putting an arm around him.

"Hi," Sasha said to Jacob with a voice as bold as honey.

Jacob smiled politely and nodded. "Hi. My name's Jacob." The Doberman that gave him her attention was just a bit taller than him even when sitting and her breasts pretty much sat on the water's surface. Her muscles were shaped enough that she was still feminine and he could tell that she was a tomboy. Even though he looked calm his brothers could tell that he was a little unnerved by her imposing stature.

"Hey there, cutie," the vixen said to Mark as she was about to sit next to him.

"Don't touch that one!" Matt teased only to make Carla spring back up in surprise. "My baby brother, Mark, there is poisonous." Carla's ears perked up and she looked down at Mark only to see him glaring venomously at his older brother.

"Really?..." Mark said. "You're going to tell them that... Just because I'm going to propose to my girl soon, you're going to tell everyone that?"

Matt smirked at his little brother and winked. "Told'ja I wouldn't let them near ya." He looks back to Carla. "My dear vixen, my brother Lucas there is single." When she sat down next to him he was turning as red as her fur. "Kim, sit next to me. I need a lucky rabbit with me against these guys."

Kim giggled as she sat next to him. "Sure you don't need a foot?" She emphasized by crossing a leg over his.

"Why have a foot when I can have the whole body?" he said sliding his arm around the small of her back.

"I swear you are going to be the first one out?" Mark spoke up.

As the cards were dealt the guys found out more about the girls. All three were roommates that wanted to get out of the city for a while for some fun. Carla just got a new job as a teacher and is starting in the next school year. Her subject is teaching Spanish because of her Latino background. Sasha is a night guard at a men's prison which accounted for her hard muscles and unnerving stature. She assured the boys that she was really a gentle giant and only tough when she needed to be, which was at work. Her explanation did help Jacob relax and he gave her a genuine smile. Kim was a fitness trainer and the one who helped Sasha get the body she needed. All in all, they were good girls looking for a good time (hopefully with some good guys).

A half hour went by and Jacob proved (yet again) that he was top dog with the very definition of a poker-face always keeping the same smile, which Sasha found a little unsettling. He had the largest pile of chips with Lucas holding his own keeping almost all of his chips. But just as Mark had promised, Matt was down to only a few chips that had low values. Matt looked at the hand he was dealt and had a full house of two's and three's.

"Raise," Mark said throwing in a few chips.

"Fold," said Lucas tossing his cards.

"Check," Jacob said throwing in a few chips to match the raise.

Feeling confident, Matt did the only thing he could do. "All in." He tossed the rest of his chips in.

Just as everyone was about to show their hands, a sound could be heard over the hot tub's jets and bubbles. Everyone looked around until they saw a helicopter in the air flying towards the face of the mountain.

"Its time, ladies and gentlemen!" Mark said like a game show host. Everyone got out of the hot tub and huddled at the railing.

They all watched as the helicopter moved carefully to the face of the mountain that had too much snow. It hovered in place above the snow and the side opened up. Someone inside tossed several explosives into the snow below and the copter began to move away. When it was at a safe distance there was a sudden plume of snow rising up where the explosives were dropped. It was a few seconds before anyone heard the thunder of the blast and they could hear that they weren't the only group cheering. The snow shifted before it turned into an avalanche. The snow ran quickly over the surface like running water.

On the way down there was a boulder embedded in the face of the mountain. The wave of snow crashed into it turning into a spectacular display as it speared into the air. On the left of the boulder, the snow banked around only to collide with what came around from the right. More snow rose up from the collision only to be beaten down by the spray that hit the boulder. It was impossible not to cheer at the show. Afterwards, the snow started to calm as it turned in pillowy clouds moving down the face of the mountain.

"Uh, guys," Sasha said getting everyone's attention. "Is that the road down there?" Everyone looked to where she pointing.

"Uh oh!" Mark squeaked as high as he could wishing he had some helium on him.

They all watched in a false horror as the snow closed the gap to the road at the bottom. It was the only road to the ski resort. Sure enough, though, the plume of snow crossed a section of the road.

"Huh..." Matt said dryly. "That's tragic."

"Twenty bucks says they get that cleaned up by tomorrow," said Lucas.

"So, ladies, we were going to the bar after this. A bar owner from our home town is renting it and he can make a mean cocktail." He held out his hand to Kim. "Care to join us?"

All three of them nodded as the bunny took his offered hand.

"I think we better warm up first," Mark said. "Matt, can you grab my poker stuff?"

"Sure." As everyone moved inside to gather around, he went to gather Matt's poker set and floating table. He spotted Jacob's hand he set down before the helicopter went up. He looked inside to see if anyone was looking his way before he took a peek at the cards. He couldn't help the pathetic whine that came out of his throat.

Full house. Two Aces. Three Kings.

"Think he saw them?" Jacob asked Mark.

Mark held up a finger. "Wait for it..."

"JACOB, YOU BASTARD!!!!"

***

Downstairs in the lobby, Matt's head rested on the bar while everyone else was enjoying their drinks. Kim did her best to comfort him. He knew he was being overly dramatic about the card game but this was how he felt. Kim casually reached down to rub the inside of his thigh. All she got was a shiver from him. He didn't so much as raise his head, either head. He heard a shot glass get placed next to him. He quickly took it and downed it without looking at.

"He beat you that bad, huh?" said the gruff voice of the Rottweiler bar tender. He only got a muffled grunt then looked to Kim.

"They both had Full Houses," she said.

"But Jacob's was better, eh?" Erik poured Matt another shot only to see it downed instantly again.

"Sorry for being a buzz kill..." Matt muffled an apology.

Just then a young man, younger than even Mark, with blazing red hair sat down next to him who was accompanied by a blue dragoness. However, her facial features resemble more like that of a human's and her hair was strikingly similar to his. Something else that looked off about her was that her scales were so smooth that it looked more like skin.

"Oi, Erik!" he said with a light-moderate Irish accent.

"Fancy seeing you two here, Collin," the bartender said.

"Same here," the dragoness said with same kind of accent as the young man next to her. "His new employer let him have the week off just for this. Just look at how much better he looks with this job!"

Erik took a good look at the lad and nodded when he could see the fresh healthy complexion in his face. His eyes were brighter with a new youthful, passionate shine to them that Erik had never seen before on him. He was proud of this turnaround in the Irish lad.

"What can I get ya?"

Collin smiled. "We'll take a beer."

Erik eyed the dragoness. "What about Gabriel?"

"Rurik gave me a thorough checkup," Gabriel said showing him an official ID. "He said I am a full grown woman and ready to carry an egg if I choose." Erik smirked at Collin which made him chuckle nervously.

"They... they grow up so fast," Collin said.

When the young couple got their drinks they noticed Matt with his forehead press into the counter.

"Never once have I ever seen a bloke look like you before," Collin said to Matt. "You look like you could use a bit of Irish Luck."

"I could have every lucky charm in the cereal box and a seven-leaf clover," he suddenly sat up throwing his arms being overly dramatic, "AND IT STILL WOULDN'T BE ENOUGH AGAINST MY BROTHER!!!" All his brothers laughed.

Collin blinked. "Uh, barkeep, get this guy a stout one. On me."

"Oh, trust me, I have been," Erik said filling another shot glass with whiskey for Matt. He downed it before resting his chin on his arm. Erik sighed saying, "I got no time to waste babysitting..." He started to walk to the other end of the bar.

Matt suddenly remembered something and perked up. "Oh, hey, Erik! Lucas' got something he wants to ask you."

Lucas hiccupped almost choking on his drink. Erik looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"What?! Like hell I do!"

Erik only eyed him with disbelief. He can be so intimidating sometimes.

Collin and Gabriel looked on with interest. "Oh, this is goin' to be good," Gabriel whispered.

"O-okay, I d-d-do." His voice started to drop to a whisper. "I was... just wondering if..."

"I'm sorry. What?"

Lucas picked up his voice little. "I-I was just wondering if you..."

Erik interrupted him again. "I need to let you all know that I have a disability. I'm deaf to stuttering and hesitation. So you need to say it."

This time Lucas couldn't get his mouth to work. Nothing could came out of his throat. Erik knew what the issue was and knew Lucas was a good kid, he just needed to toughen up which his other brothers were trying to help him with. He knew of a good way to do that. He propped himself on his arms right in front Lucas staring him in his eyes.

"Now, son, I've been at this a long time. It's times like this where you have look your fear in the eye and say," he lightly smacked the countertop, "'Screw it! This is what I want!' So now, tell me what you want or let me get back to work." Everyone felt the sting in his words but nobody dared to make a sound.

It was then that Lucas began to eye the bartender back. A unique smile formed on his lips. It wasn't one of anger or mischief. Or of joy or pride. It was a smile of defiance.

"And there it is," Matt whispered to the three beside him.

Lucas smacked the countertop a little harder than Erik. "Listen up, Mother Goose," he said with a gravelly texture to his voice showing that he finally meant business.

"Ooh!" everyone cried feeling the heat from Lucas' insult.

"Have you considered my application?"

The air between the two was thick, but Erik's face cracked into a smile.

"You got some nerve, kid," the Rottweiler said. "Callin' me names and asking about a job on your vacation." He moved closer until his nose was an inch from Lucas'. "So, when can you start?"

"Monday. Right after our vacation."

Erik straightened up and relaxed. "Excellent. I'll see you then." He looked to the door at the end of bar. "Hey, honey, come meet the new recruit."

There was a mature woman's voice that answered behind the door. "I'll be there in a second."

It was common knowledge that Erik called all his female employees "honey" as it was his way of being friendly. The problem was that Eve, Erik's fiancé, was watching his bar back home. Who answered him? Everyone got their answer when the door opened.

It was another dragoness with the same shade of royal blue with a face and scales/skin like Gabriel. She ducked through the door and stood at least seven feet. But what got everyone's attention was her very voluptuous figure. Her large breasts bounced with each step and her hourglass form from chest to waist to hip was worthy of the ancient Greek sculptors. She dressed in casual clothes and looked like she enjoyed them. Her jet black hair cascaded in waves down past her shoulders to the small of her back. The brothers instantly got hard-ons (which Mark quickly regretted) while the girls felt under equipped.

"Momma!" Gabriel called out. The surprises kept coming as everyone looked between the two seeing the similarities.

Matt leaned over to Mark. "DAAAAMMMNNN!!! MILF alert!" he whispered as low as he could go. Mark could only nod before his head hit the bar knowing he'd be confronting his woman about it eventually.

The mother dragon looked to see her daughter and Collin. "Hello, you two! You made it!"

"Flimua," Erik said showing her to Lucas, "this young man has joined my team. Name's Lucas."

"Oh?" she said. "Be careful, Lucas. Erik runs a tight ship."

"I say bring it!" Lucas said. Jacob put his hand over his face.

"What's wrong?" Sasha asked.

"The mode my brother is in right now is like a caffeine buzz," Jacob said. "He's going to crash after a while. What happens to him then is a coin toss."

Flimua walked past everyone while Matt asked for his own beer. She stop at her family seeing a beer in front her daughter. Her eyes looked between her and the bottle. Gabriel heard her silent question and flashed her ID.

"Oh, you got yours already," Flimua said looking at it. "And its a flying license. When did you get it?"

"Aye! The day before yesterday. Mr. Rurik said he knew someone who could get me an official ID fast. This came just in time."

Matt's ear twitched when he heard the red drake's name again. With nothing better to do, he decides to listen in. He's dealt with Rurik quite a few times before both owing favors and settling them between each other possibly more times than Erik sold shots. It was always hard to keep track when either one of them asked for anything. This quick job, however, did sound familiar. He shrugged his shoulders knowing that it'll come to him eventually and brought his up to take another drink.

Gabriel continued. "I owe this mystery man. I think Mr. Rurik said his name was Mathew Bentley."

The moment they heard that all four of the brothers sprayed any beverage they had in their mouths giving Erik a nasty shower. The silliness of the sight outweighed the girls' curiosity as all three were laughing their heads off. Erik was not amused from the shower. He grabbed a towel while the brothers looked down the bar at Matt as he sputtered and coughed to keep his beer from his lungs.

Collin helped Matt by patting his back a few times. "Are you okay?"

Matt coughed again before saying, "That's me! I'm Mathew Bentley!"

"What are the chances?" Mark said.

Collin and Gabriel just sat there staring dumbfounded at the lawyer. Collin shook his head snapping himself out of his trance. "Sir, I... we are impressed." He offered his hand.

Matt smiled as they shook hands. "Please, call me Matt. The three other bozos are my brothers: Lucas, Mark, and Jacob." Each one greeted when their name was called. "And I have to admit, your case, Gabriel, was a challenge. I had to find documents on the other Ancient Dragons out there so I could use them to convince a judge. There were strings to pull and favors to ask for. I almost used them all up." Just thinking about it brought the stress of the ordeal came back. He sighed before drinking the rest of his beer (more calmly this time).

***

Back in their room, the brothers decided to retire for the evening. The girls said their good-nights and went back to their room saying they'll see the boys on the slopes. Jacob strummed away on his guitar he brought along while Mark was sitting on the couch curled in a ball as he was apologizing to Jasmine over the phone for being the man he was. Lucas, now down from his "buzz" and completely okay with what happened, walked by the couch and was able to hear her laughing and forgiving him. Matt just smiled as he thought how pathetic his baby brother was being but gave him points for the over-dramatic performance when he faked blowing into a tissue.

While everyone was waiting for room service, Matt stepped out on the patio and looked up at the sky watching as the sun was setting. There was enough light to see the details of the area but a glint from between the trees caught his attention. He focused on where he saw it to see someone walking around with a flashlight. When the person came into view he could tell by the jacket that it was a Ranger making his rounds.

Matt watched the Ranger walk around. He tried to make what he was but all he could see was the muzzle which suggested he was a canine. Probably some kind of mountain dog. Matt could only think of two: a St. Bernard and a Bernese. From what he could see he guessed the Ranger was a Bernese.

For some reason Matt couldn't take his eyes off the Ranger. Sure, working in the mountains would bulk a guy up and long hair would help with warmth, but something about this guy was just a bit off. That was until he yawned and stretched his arms and the jacket was taunt showing an impression of very womanly tits!

Matt smiled to himself and shook his head thinking how much of an idiot he was for not noticing. It was a woman down there and she was as stacked as Sasha was. And though he couldn't see he could imagine her pretty face. He always thought about getting a non-anthro Bernese.

One of these days, when you find a girl you like, you are going to hate yourself for saying that.

"Damn it, bro, get out of my head," he said to himself.

"Room service's here!" Lucas called.

"Thank God! I'm starving!"

If Matt stayed a few seconds longer he would have seen the Ranger curiously look up in his direction.

***

The next afternoon, everyone was ready and raring to go. The brothers, the girls from next door, even Collin and Gabriel who decided to hang out with them. After all, a party is a party. Matt called them groupies out loud.

Everyone had just gotten off the lift and were standing at the top of the hill. There were different levels for skiers around them like a bunny hill for beginners and children where the slope wasn't that steep, an intermediate slope that looked pretty popular, and a slope for experts. The Expert Course didn't look like it was properly maintained as the snow looked fresher and trees were all over the place. They were told that it was a steeper slope than the intermediate and there were bumps on the way down that could really screw up a novice if they weren't ready or careful. The group looked down the Expert Course.

"Well... It doesn't look TOO bad..." Mark said close to a whisper.

"That's a... That's a long way down..." Collin said nervously. Everyone agreed, but Matt just stared at it with a faint smile.

"I'll be flyin' away before I start this!" Gabriel announced.

"Excuse me," a skier politely said coming up behind the group and started down the slope.

Everyone watched as the lone skier went down. He was looking good as he was weaving through the trees and keeping a steady speed. He hit a bump that was hidden under the snow and caught some air. He was looking good... until he suddenly disappeared past an invisible drop-off. Everyone leaned forward wondering if the skier was alright. All they saw was something kicking up snow going down the hill and what looked like a ski flying out of it.

"Nope!" Mark said.

"Hell NO!!" Sasha called.

Gabriel looked down to Collin. "Sorry, Collin, but I'm going to spend time with Momma." She spread wings ready to take off.

"Yer not leavin' without me!" he said rushing to catch up to her. "Oi!"

After Gabriel flew off with Collin the rest of the group started to move away from the slope. "Let's do what the instructor said and go down the bunny hill a few times," Jacob said. Everyone agreed and changed direction. Jacob looked around and stopped when he noticed there was a head missing. All the girls were present, but one of his brothers wasn't. "Where's Matt?" All three brothers were struck by an idea and whipped around to see Matt still standing at the edge of the slope his skis missing from shoulders. "Matt, let's go." His brother didn't budge. He looked over his shoulder at Jacob with a wicked smile plastered on his face. Jacob knew exactly what he was thinking. "No. Don't you do it!"

"Then what's the point of having fun then?" He lowered his goggles over his eyes and jumped.

Jacob dropped his skis and to the edge scowling at Matt as he went down. "Damn it!"

As Matt sailed down the hill he spotted the edge of the drop-off where the previous skier fell. He spotted a dip in the hill and maneuvered over to it finding that it made the drop into a bunny hop.

Ha, too easy! he thought.

Matt saw the other skier's ski all alone sticking up in the snow. He slowed down enough to grab it and saw the skier himself a ways down trying to get back up. "Here you go," Matt said flopping the ski in the snow next to its owner.

"Thank you," he called.

Matt continued down and found a grouping of trees enticing. He purposely went in zigging and zagging between each tree just to give him that rush he came to the resort for. When he clear the trees he saw the end of the course clearly.

Oh well, he thought. Good things always come to an end. But a bump in the snow knocked him from his train of thought throwing him off balance. "Whoa, whoa!" He flung his arms around trying to regain his balance when he was suddenly sailing through the air as an invisible cliff went under him.

With no control whatsoever now, he was flailing around like the beginner that he was. A line of tall trees was coming up on him fast but what caught his eye was someone on the ground looking up at him. It was the Bernese Mountain Ranger he spotted last night. She was looking up at him in surprise and time started to slow down just enough in his mind as he looked at her. The one thing that caught his attention was her brilliant jade eyes the light from the sun reflected off. Before he could take her in more time caught up to him as he landed ungraciously into a tree tumbling between branches until he landed on the ground on his back.

The Ranger who saw him flying quickly went over to him but his vision was getting blurry. "Are you alright?" she asked. He was able to register the question but it sounded like she was under water.

Matt finally let a groan. "Its okay... The tree caught me and... the snow broke my fall," he joked before he blacked out.

***

"Tell her to pull the plug."

"He's not dying, numb-nuts."

"I know him and he wouldn't want to walk around like this. I know I wouldn't."

"I'll be sure to tell your doctor that..."

"Now let's not be so hasty..." Mark chuckled.

Matt groaned quietly but kept his eyes closed listening to the so called eulogy. He shifted slightly but found that his right wrist and left ankle were wrapped in something preventing them from moving. His wrapped wrist was the only part of him that was freezing.

"Hey, maybe if we kiss him he'll wake up!" Mark started to bend over but his nose was caught between Matt's fingers.

"Do it and I'll put you in the bed next to me." He opened his eyes glaring his baby brother. "Then I'll tell 'em to pull your plug. And I'll make it legal..." he said putting a little venom in his words.

"EETS ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!!!" Mark said with his nose still trapped.

Matt finally let him go and looked around. He was in a cabin and the room he was in was only big enough to have four beds with vital monitors at each. It was cozy and efficient. He looked at himself to find braces on his wrist and ankle and his leg raised resting on pillows. They didn't look heavy duty which was a good sign.

"How long was I out?" he said rubbing his head.

Mark spoke before anyone else. "Dude, we need to leave tomorrow!" The shock he made on his face was priceless.

"No!" Lucas reassured him. "You were only out over night. Its after two the next day."

Matt breathed a sigh of relief. He looked around at his brothers and noticed something was missing.

"What happened to the girls?"

The brothers looked at each other and Lucas spoke first. "I tried to hang out with Carla last night. She's a real spitfire with a great smile but my nervousness got in the way. She didn't want to hurt my feelings but she told me she liked my other side better."

"That's what we're trying to do with you, dude!" He looked over to Jacob. "Sasha?"

"We didn't really click. We politely said that to each other and went our separate ways. She told me I could possibly make a super star envious."

Matt groaned. "I'm afraid to ask about Kim."

The brothers all pointed at his face and said as one, "Brainless idiot!"

Matt only raised an eyebrow and shrugged. He really wasn't all that surprised. "Plenty of fish in the sea."

"Speaking of fish," Mark whispered, "the nurse in the other room is a fine catch. Don't screw it up."

"What do you mean by..."

The door opening next to him cut him off. The person that walked in was none other than the mountain ranger he flew over the day before holding a folder. Matt couldn't take his eyes off of her as she came in and this time he got a good look at her. She was tall at what could be about 6' because she had to duck a little going through the door and her build made her shoulders almost as wide. She wore an undershirt that hugged her in all the right places showing off her gorgeous curves and physique. There were small brown spots above her eyes and at either end of her lips which gave her black and white face a cute appearance. Her long black hair was braided and draped over her shoulder while her white bangs were cut to be like fluffs on her forehead.

If Matt had a tail, he wouldn't be able to keep it from wagging.

"Has your brother woken up yet?" she asked with a voice that didn't match with the form of her well built body. She sounded sweet and caring.

"Unfortunately..." Mark said.

"Great... Um, Mr. Bentley?" She sounded really nervous trying to address Matt.

"Yes?" all four of them answered all with a stupid grin.

She tried hard to hold back a giggle. "I mean the one in the bed."

"Who, me? Oh no, I switched with him," Matt said pointing at Lucas.

The ranger cleared her throat nervously. "I... I know that was a joke, but I'm trying to be serious here. Mathew Bentley."

"That is I," he said still trying to joke around keeping the mood light. "And you are, m'lady?"

His brothers looked at her knowing they didn't get her name either.

"Oh! Oh my goodness. I... I'm so sorry." If it wasn't for the black fur everyone would have seen how red her face got. Especially in front of a handsome young man in her care. "Um... M-my name's Roxanne. But everyone calls me Roxy."

"Roxy..." He took a moment to let her name roll around in his head and smiled to her. "A sexy name for a sexy lady!" The faint whine he heard and the tail she had a hard time controlling told him he tickled her good. Her eyes started to glaze over as she looked at him which was a common reaction for a girl he flirted with. But as much as he liked the show in front of him, he had to know. "So what's the damage, nurse?"

"Oh! Uhhh... Right, yes. Well... " She cleared her throat and walked over to the wall on Matt's left.

As she walked by, Matt eyed her well-groomed tail trying hopelessly to cover the shapely ass it was attached to. He felt himself becoming hard but actually felt self-conscious about it and pushed his blanket down to bunch it up over his crotch. He looked around at his brothers and got a nod of approval from Jacob. As appreciated as he was of his brother's support he still felt a little embarrassed by it.

Roxy took a folder off the desk that had Matt's name on it and pulled out two x-ray sheets pinning them up on the light board. One had his wrist and the other pictured his leg with two small cracks in his shin almost going all the way across. "You were right after your crash yesterday. If that tree wasn't there not even the snow would have cushioned your crash." She had an air of seriousness about her now. "You're lucky to walk away with a sprained wrist that's swollen to the size of an apple and a leg that didn't break all the way through."

"Is his head okay?" Jacob asked.

"As far as I can tell, yes."

Matt looked at his big brother horrorfied. "Wait... Tell me you didn't..."

Jacob reached in his coat and pulled out a wooden doweling rod. "Gramps' old Kid Beater! Dad thought this would come in handy." He brought his arm up ready to strike.

Matt quickly shut his eyes and put his good arm up for defense. He heard the swing but instead of feeling the sting on his head like he thought, he heard the crack hit the brace on his swollen wrist. The shock went through the brace, through the cold compress and into the extremely sensitive flesh beneath. Matt's eyes snapped wide open and bit down hard on his sleeve trying not scream.

"And let that be a lesson for ya!" Jacob said pointing the stick at his cripple brother.

"What?" he said trying to keep his voice in control. "That you are a perfect bluff and you should be on World Poker Tour?"

"That you should have known the day you were brought into this world." Jacob took the stick and rapped it on his head. "Quit being such an idiot. Act your age, not your shoe size." He moved over to Roxy presenting the stick to her. "Here. In case he does something stupid again, which he will." She took it and was about to protest when he cut her off. "And don't be afraid of breaking it. Its made of ironwood." He turned back to his non-crippled brothers. "Come on, boys. We can finally get to our vacation with one less thing to worry about."

"Hey..." Matt complained.

Lucas and Mark got up from their chairs and they all left leaving Matt in the care of the big and cute ranger.

It was quiet when his bothers left. Too quiet. That kind of awkward quiet that begs to be broken.

"So..." Matt said with a grin that had both charm and stupidity. "How was your Winter?"

"Really?!" she said looking at him dumbfounded. "What was that?"

Matt chucked. "Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

"No."

"That's too bad. What you just saw was our version of brotherly love. That was Jacob, our eldest brother. He's usually the one who dishes out the punishment."

"O...kay." Matt saw that the shy woman from before was starting to show herself again because she was fidgeting. "W-well, you should be okay to move around so long as you don't use that leg too m-much. I n-n-need to get back out there and... do my job. Check and make sure the avalanche didn't do too much damage." Matt watched as she spoke and knew she made that up. Lucas has always more observant than Jacob, which was saying a lot, and he taught him to be almost at the same level as their older brother. "You have a crutch next to you," she said walking around his bed. She began to ramble as she continued. "The-the-the bathroom is the first door on the left. K-kitchen and lounge is at the end of the hall. E-excuse me..."

"Roxy," Matt said stopping her before she walked through the door. He waved her over and she cautiously came closer. "I just want to say it was a pleasure to meet you." He held out his hand to her but she was hesitant to take it. When she did he continued. "And to thank you for your help..." He took her soft, white hand and kissed it without warning. A technique he favored for women he really liked.

She was in so much shock that the fur on her arm started to bristle and a long, drawn out whine was heard. She was frozen in place even when he removed his lips from her hand. Worried he might have broke her Matt waved his hand in front of her face.

"Please... don't..." she said a little out of sync with time. "I... I have to..." She slowly leaned down to him her nose almost touch his. "...work..." Her lips reached out for his.

"Then you should go," Matt said gently. His words snapped Roxy out of her trance.

Roxy blinked as her gears started turning again seeing how close she was to Matt. She stood back up zombie-like. Embarrassment was etched all over her face and her heart was beating like a college band drum line.

"E-excuse me..." She dashed out of the room to the kitchen quickly gathering some things nearly dropping them in her hast. But what she made sure she didn't forget was a rolled up fleece blanket. She hurried to the door but couldn't get out fast enough as she stepped out into the snow.

There was absolute silence now. The room with all the beds and monitors felt empty. Nothing had ever felt like this before in his life. He always had someone around. His brothers, the girls he meet and date, and even the secretary at his office, Carrie, who he had flings with on occasion whenever he felt like having company.

Carrie, he thought, was a sweet woman who he had a drink with one night that ended with them back at the office for the night. Since then they became close then eventually were friends-with-benefits. They had no reason to pursue each other. Carrie knew about his tail chasing and eccentric personality so she knew what that would spell out for her in the long run with him. And Matt didn't feel any other kind of attraction towards her and respected the fact that she had her own goals in mind.

For a long time, though, Matt didn't think he would find someone he would fall in love with. Until now.

It was odd for him, but he felt a real sensual attraction to Roxy.

Matt looked around and found his phone on the night stand and his crutch. He took his phone and went though his contacts finding Carrie's number. He hit it calling her.

"Hey, Carrie. How's your Valentine's going? You got a Valentine? That's great! If he's shy don't wait for him. Ask if he wants to go out. Me? Oh, not much. Gravity kicked my ass on the slopes up here and I woke up a little bit ago. My leg was nearly broken and my wrist is the size of a grapefruit." He slid out of his bed and hobbled over to the window seeing Roxy walking away in a bit of a hurry. "Yes you did tell me I'll be my own undoing but Nature used a catcher's mitt in the form of a tree and some snow." He was still watching out the window until Roxy walked into the mass of trees. "Listen, I was calling to see if you remember the promise we made to each other that night." He turned away from the window and moved back to his bed. "Remind you? Well okay. We promised to end the benefits part of our relationship if either one of us ever found that special someone. Now you remember! Geez... I'm not sure at this point. I haven't even tried to charm her yet and she came close to kissing me unconsciously. I mean, yeah, all four of us are good looking boys but like I said I hardly done anything yet. Well, she's the mountain ranger and she cared for me while I was out since yesterday. Excuse me? Night-what? Florence Nightingale Effect? Is that all...? Yes, she's very attractive in my eyes. What am I waiting for? Well maybe I'm getting myself ready, or maybe I'm still recovering from my short-term coma." Just then he broke into a big grin. "Hey now! Just who do you think you're talking to?! Exactly! I'll talk to you soon. Bye."

All was quiet again and his heart was starting to quicken. Damn Autophobia!

Roxy kept walking through the snow in a brisk pace as if Hell was stalking her. Looking behind her to see that she now lost sight of her ranger station, and the young man she was in charge of. She looked down at herself with shame in her eyes. She lifts up the front of her coat and shirt sliding her hand down her pant to her womanhood. Her clit was so swollen and her lips were drooling.

"How did this happen?" she whined bringing her hand out. She spread her fingers seeing her nectar forming thick bridges between them. She reached into her pocket for a handkerchief so can clean her fingers before her juices freeze. "All he did was kiss my hand..." Just seeing it happen again in her mind caused her neithers to tingle again making her gasp in bliss.

She needed some relief. Looking around again, all she could see were trees blocking her from sight. Satisfied with the location she moved to a tree with a bend in its trunk and unrolled her blanket at the base. As she unrolled it a dildo presented itself neatly tucked away in it.

She took the dildo and caressed it with her fingers. "Here we go again, my old friend." She took her coat and folded it up placing it against the tree as a cushion. She looked around one more time for any sign of life other than the usual critters.

Satisfied once more she turned her back to the chosen tree and unzipped her pants bringing them and her panties partway down her thighs. She shivered more with excitement when she felt the cool air against her sex before she sat down on the blanket. She placed her fingers against her feeling the downy soft fur above her soaking slit. The mere thought of what she was going to do caused more of her honey to dampen her fur. With a gentle touch, she traced her sex with the tips of fingers giving the thought that it was Matt giving this to her. His handsome figure lying next her, his eyes staring back at hers with a mix of caring and mischief. It only added fuel to her fire.

"Oh God..." she murmured closing her eyes letting herself rest against her folded coat. She slid her other hand across her taunt belly down to join the first using its fingers to spread her pussy lips apart allowing her other fingers to touch her pink flesh directly. Her lower body trembled as she teased the outside of her slick passage. A small gust of wind quickly went under her bent legs and up the center brushing her with an icy chill causing a moan to escape her throat.

Bending her middle finger, Roxy bit her bottom lip as she slid it effortlessly into her passage, curling it more to press against the wall. It felt like an eternity that she was taking care of herself like this. She knew herself enough to know where to touch, how to stretch, and how hard to rub to get herself off. To say she had many lonely nights was an understatement. She started to bring her finger in and out letting her nail brush against her velvety wall providing her with sharp, tingly goodness. Among the quiet she could almost hear the moist, naughty sounds she was making bouncing back to her off the surrounding trees.

She slid her drenched finger out of her and brought it to her nose. She inhaled deeply before she slipped it into her mouth without hesitation pretending again that it was Matt's fingers. She was getting hotter by the fact that a fine specimen like him came to her of all people. She thought of him hovering over her preparing to take her.

Yes!! she cried out in her fantasy.

Roxy, you are so amazing... she imagined him saying.

She lifted her shirt exposing her gorgeous tits to the wind. Her nipples were already rock hard. Still in her fantasy he came down to kiss her but her lips only met with air.

Roxy reached over for her dildo lapping at it making it nice and wet. She brought it to her pelvis and rubbed it firmly between her legs causing friction against her lips and clit. She lined it up with her opening pretending still that he was ready to take her. Oh God! Take me! she pleaded. She moaned in pleasure shutting her eyes tight as she slid the dildo inside her, her legs tensing up as she did. The dam broke as her hand was flying, her wrist starting to ache from forcing the toy in and out of her soaking wet cunt.

"Oh ffffuuuuck!" she growled. Her tits bouncing and heaving as she brought herself closer to climax. Being turned on so much before she started that it wasn't long before it hit her like a train. "Almost... Almost... AAAAAAHHHHH!"

Her cry of ecstasy caused all the birds in the area to fly away.

***

A few hours pass before Roxy came back to the cabin looking as satisfied as she could be. The sound of the toilet flushing made her jump forgetting she had a patent. There was thumping in the hallway before Matt came into view.

"Oh, hey, Roxy. Welcome back," Matt greeted with smile. He did well to hide the relief he felt from her coming back.

"I... I'm s-sorry..." she stuttered.

"What are you apologizing for?" He moved to the kitchen table taking a seat.

"I, uh... kinda forgot you were here..." she said feeling very ashamed.

"Oh..." he said placing a hand over his heart teasingly. "I'm hurt! A pretty girl forgot about me!"

"Ah! No!" She panicked throwing her arms up and flailing them around. "N-n-no, no! Its not like that! I don't get many visitors. Especiallysomeoneashandsomeasyou!" She squeaked from what she just said and threw her hands over her muzzle.

Matt heard every word that spilled out. But just to be sure he asked, "I'm sorry? I didn't quite catch all that."

"Nothing!" she answered way too quickly.

"O...kay," he said eyeing her suspiciously, but she already confirmed it. "Oh! I almost forgot. You have a package." He pointed to a long box on the counter. "About an hour or two after you left one of the people from the hotel brought it to your door. I had them bring it in because it wouldn't be right to let whatever's in there freeze."

Roxy saw the box on the counter and pulled out a survival knife. As she was cutting the tape Matt was impressed by the fact that she carried a knife in her pocket at all. Whether it was part of her job as a ranger or the fact that she follows rule number 9 very well: Never go anywhere without a knife. Either way he felt his heart flutter a bit just from the site of her with the knife.

When Roxy opened the box she gasped in surprise. "Oh my god!" Inside was a gold box of flowers and pitcher to put them in. She pulled out the flowers and held them to her chest breathing in their aroma. They were white that had only one petal wrapped around the yellow pistil. The petal itself resembled something like a pig's ear. "They're beautiful..." she sighed joyously.

"Wow!" Matt said feigning his own surprise. "Those are White Calla Lilies. Very pretty."

Roxy was just about to do a little spin with the flowers when she stopped. She turned her head towards him eyeing him suspiciously. "The hotel doesn't do anything like this unless someone requests it..."

Matt smiled once more and raised his hand. "Guilty!"

"Why would you do that?! You don't even know me."

Matt tried to fight off a yawn but it won out opening his mouth wide. "Wow! What is in those painkillers? I don't need to know you to do something nice for you." He stood up and moved towards the hallway.

"But why? No one has ever done something like this for me!" Her eyes started to water up.

Matt stopped in the hall for a moment. "That's a shame. Really." He continued back to his bed with a big grin hidden from her knowing he made an impression. But his smile faded when he thought about what she just told him.

Roxy watched as he went to bed. She looked back to her flowers and smiled with appreciation. She inhaled their aroma once more before going to put them in the pitcher.

Matt didn't remember falling asleep, but when he woke up it was dark outside. He decided to get up so his joints wouldn't get stiff.

When he came into the kitchen he found the flowers set up on the table. He felt a bit of warmth seeing them so carefully placed. His ears twitched when he heard grunting coming past the living room. Moving closer to the source he saw light coming from under a door. He guessed it was probably Roxy's room.

"Forty-one... Forty-two..." he heard her grunt behind the door.

"Damn, woman..." he whispered. He crept closer putting his hand on the door jumping when it moved. He froze, listening if she noticed.

"Forty-four... Forty-five... Forty-six..."

He sighed in relief. Her counting was starting to become more strained meaning she was nearing her limit. He opened the door more just enough to see with one eye. What he saw made his jaw drop.

Roxy was down to her underwear. Her black panties shimmered in the light as she was doing squats holding what looked like sand bags on each shoulder. Matt's eyes were glued on her watching as her leg muscles flex and tighten. Especially her finely chiseled ass. Her hair was out of its braid and it looked all the more natural. Being stuck in the braid gave her hair gorgeous waves going down her back.

"Forty...nine... FIFTY!" She struggled as she brought herself back up from her last squat. When she was at her full height she threw the sand bags on the bed. She massaged her right shoulder while rotating her arm. As he watched her he thought she could be a great contender in something like a Ms. Universe pageant. Especially with her height and broad shoulders.

Matt was so transfixed that he didn't realize his forehead was touching the door. The more he watched her the more he got turned on and the more he was tipping into the door causing it to open ever so slowly. His heart pulling him by a string toward her. She raised her arms and stretched to the left.

It wasn't until Roxy turned towards a mirror did his eyes bug out of his head getting a good look at her complete profile. Her glossy fur rounded off all her angles making her look so smooth and soft. Her generous white breasts may have been contained in a matching black bra but they were perfect, untouched by her rigorous workout. He was tipping more into the door dangerously and unaware. But he blinked and stopped from of the situation.

"What am I doing?" he whispered to himself. "We expect this kind of behavior from Mark, not me. How'll my brothers look at me?" He decided to head back to bed. He steadies his crutch so he doesn't accidently drop in the room and stands up.

When he turned around to leave he heard her sigh with disappointment. "Fuuuuuck!!!" he silently screamed at himself now curious about what was going on in her head. He just went from peeping to eavesdropping.

"Oh, Roxy, what are you doing?" she asked herself. "You're too tall and too burly for any guy to give you a second look. Six foot tall by the end of Junior year. Any guy you tried to talk to turn blue in the face. And any of the girls you try to be friends with call you a freak."

Ouch! Matt thought.

"But... then there's him." Matt had an idea who she was talking about. "Seriously. Blanking out because he... kissed your... hand." She paused probably because she was thinking back on the utter bliss that came from it. "Ugh! Get a grip, girl! He's... He's too good for you... A handsome man like him is way out of your league."

Oh, God! How he hated hearing that phrase! Matt could shoot the person who first came up with that. But at least it wasn't just shyness, it was a lack of confidence that was the culprit.

"But it was nice... Not nice, thrilling... imagining him today."

Matt blinked as realization hit him. That's what she went to do? I thought she left to cool off. He felt a little pressure in his nose and his cheeks were starting to burn which was a first for him. I'm the playboy here! I could date super models with Jessica Rabbit's curves and show them an awesome time, but something like that from her and my head is about to burst. His heart was pounding hard in his chest and he felt his pants tightening from his hardening member.

Suddenly he heard a sharp gasp from her behind the door. It was a sound he all too familiar with. He quickly and quietly put his good hand over his nose. "Oh God!" she said trying to hold back a moan. "Not again! I'm getting wet just think about him..."

That did it. His head started spinning and he felt his hand getting wet. He pulled his hand away from his face and from what little light he had he saw a puddle of his blood in his hand. He lost his bearings facing away from the door and started to sway losing consciousness. He leaned forward but his only thought was that he was going to hit the door and his reflexes planted his braced leg too hard in front of him making him go in the opposite direction. Where the door really was!

His whole body fell onto the door pushing it wide open. He heard a surprised scream before he hit the floor unconscious.

***

Matt stirred from another dreamless sleep. He found himself back in his bed and through his blurry vision he saw the room lit up by the sun. He couldn't breath through his nose and found that it was stuffed with gauze.

"Damn it..." he groaned when he felt his head throb. "Twice in one week... Still not my record, though." He noticed his wrist brace was gone and the pain was almost gone but it still felt feverish. Upon feeling it he could tell it was close to its normal size.

"Oh... You're wake," he heard a familiar voice say flatly. He didn't need clear vision to see Roxy standing in the doorway. When his vision did start to clear he saw a tray of food in her hands and her eyes were looking at him with a mix of agitation, embarrassment, and shame.

Matt's eyes looked away unable to look in hers knowing how much he embarrassed her.

"You should be ashamed of yourself!" she said sternly. "You scared me half to death last night! Not to mention you barged in on a very privet moment I was having." She walked over to set the tray on the nightstand. "I'm heading out again to make my rounds. I better see you in this bed when I get back!"

Just before she moved away Matt caught her by the tan color cuff on her wrist. "I'm so, so sorry!" he said chocking a little on his words. "I'm not like that, I swear!"

Roxy let out a sigh relaxing a little. "I know. You got a call from your secretary this morning. Wanting to tell you that she asked out her Valentine. She even said you're not like that."

Matt smiled a little hearing that and let go of her. "That's my girl."

"She didn't sound like she was paid to say such things."

"She's paid to work as my secretary, not to cover for me."

"So then, last night, why?"

"I honestly have no idea. I woke up and decided to move around. Then I heard you exercising and... Can I tell you something?"

All her other emotions towards him faded but her embarrassment remained accompanied by fear. "S-sure?"

He couldn't back down now as the dam broke. "You have nicely chiseled set of legs and ass, and your breasts are SO perfect! And when you let your hair down? Wow! What I'm saying is you have a beautiful face on a rockin' body!"

She was frozen in place. Her fear vanished but she couldn't make sense of the other emotions she was feeling. It was like they were all playing tug-of-war in her chest and no one was winning.

"And for the record, you are no freak. Mean girls will find anything to use to hammer you down." He could tell that what he was saying was calming her down. "Would you believe that before I became this handsome devil I use to have very crooked teeth and I had to have heavy duty braces all through high school?"

She couldn't help but giggle at the very thought of the image. "I... I bet you were called 'metal mouth'."

Matt smiled. "Worse! I had head gear going up, over, and around my head. I had at least two or three pounds of metal so I was called 'metal head'."

Roxy tried desperately to hold back a laugh. "So... So what happened?"

"I got shot down everywhere I went." Roxy's amusement quickly subsided. "Last girl gave me a can of oil and called me the Tin Man." What was left of her amusement vanished and she sat down on his bed. She felt so sorry for him and he easily picked up on it. "But let me tell you something about my family. We keep the smile. Whether in good times or bad, we smile. I took that oil can and used it in front of everyone on the gear outside of my mouth. Sure I got oil on my shirt but I had a good time with it. I looked right at that bitch and said, 'Jush you wait. When I get out thish you won't recognish me. And I'll get you back shomeday!'"

"And did you?" she asked naturally curious.

"I waited until after I passed the bar exam to look her up. She was so hot for me that when we got together she had no idea it was me until I pulled out the oil can she gave me. By that time we had already run up a huge tab and she was stunned long enough for me to split and leave her to pay."

"That's horrible..."

"Actually the whole town knows about her so she had it coming. But since then I have always treated everyone with respect. I am very, truly sorry about last night." He reached out and placed his hand on hers. "I really have no idea why but I couldn't take my eyes off you. You're just so... amazing!" There they were. Those were the words she fantasized him saying. Her heart began to flutter towards him, pulling her by a string.

She took his hand in hers and smiled gently to him. "I believe you. I'm sorry that happened to you. You are definitely much better at a social life than me. I got to get going to make my rounds."

Matt panicked and instantly firmed up his grip. "Please don't leave me!" She nearly jumped back when he grasped her hand. She looked at him to see fear plastered on his face. It was almost a pathetic look for him like he was a different person lying there. "Sorry. I'm... I'm Autophobic. Its... a fear of being alone. Please. Stay with me a little longer."

She smiled caringly to him and sat back down on the bed. "Alright."

"Thank you. You have very soft fur, by the way," he said gently caressing her hand.

"Thank you," she said enjoying the treatment she was getting.

Matt had a sly grin on his face. "Almost can't wait to try your lips."

"Wait. What?"

He yanked her arm towards him. His aim was true as her lips gently pressed against his. He twisted her around until she was lying across looking up at him. She was surprised at first but quickly melted into the kiss. This was what she wanted. This was what she desired.

When he broke the kiss she let a small whine of disappointment and stared at with those beautiful emerald eyes. He glided his hand up her arm brushing the fur up her neck and finally resting on the side of her face which she leaned into.

He began brushing her cheek with his thumb. "You know, I think I figured out what I'm feeling. I've never felt like this to any woman and I don't care if it the Florence Nightingale Effect or whatever. I'm... I'm in love with you!"

She gasped when he said that. Her fantasy never went that far. Sure she found him attractive but up until now she thought that it was physical. But now that he confessed his feelings, feelings he said he never felt before, her words were caught in her throat and her eyes were welling up with happiness.

"I hope you feel the same. I have been looking forever to fill..." Matt was silenced by a white furred finger on his lips.

"Matt..." she said hesitantly trying to convey her inner feelings. "Could you... just... sh-shut up!"

"Yes, ma'am," he grinned. "Wow, try to charm a girl further and this is what you get."

Matt tilted her head and brought his lips back to hers kissing her more gently. She was more accepting this time melting into it as she seemed to lift into him. Their lips parted and his tongue found hers forcing the memory of many years of her loneliness with her dildo to fade away. They parted briefly for air while she took the band holding her hair off letting it fall and flourish. She quickly brought him back giving herself to him willingly. He knew he was going to use all his knowledge and experience to make her feel desired. He stroking her hair letting his fingers feel and straighten the strands.

When his hand was finished with her silky hair, he touched her shoulder guiding it down her back. She shivered excitedly when his hand made its way to her rump causing it to flex and harden. But when it found its way into her pants curiously feeling the hard flesh she moaned into his mouth. His touch was so welcoming that her tail wagged hard enough to thump against the bed. She wrapped her arms around him afraid that if she let him go she would lose him forever. He responded in kind by squeezing her ass.

Matt finally broke the kiss and nuzzled his nose under her cute floppy ears. "Tell me what you want, Roxy. My strong, adorable mountain dog," he whispered ever gently. His exploring hand found its way up her sweater cupping her generous globes through her bra. He felt her nipples wanting to punch through.

Her answer was so quiet that even he couldn't hear her as close as he was. She was still coming to grips with the fact that this handsome man was right here, with her, making out with her, giving his heart to her when he could have easily given it to someone much sexier than her.

"I didn't quite catch that," he said followed by a kiss on one of her tan spots at the edge of her lips. She wanted to catch it but he already move away.

"P-p-please..." she pleaded. "Make me into a real woman..."

"You mean you're not?" He gently grasped her nipple through her bra and lightly pulled.

The sensations coursing through her were beginning to overload her mind. "My-my dildo doesn't count even if I popped it one day when I was too rough with it."

That smile of his was starting to show again. He let go of her breast and snaked his arm between her cleavage making his hand come up through the neck caressing her face. Her sweater coming up her body as it was carried by his elbow. She looked up at him and got her answer as his face morphed into one of caring.

"Come on. Out of this." He kissed her neck taking her shirt with his other hand and pulling it up. "I want to see you again."

Roxy felt her skin burning under her thick fur as the thought of him seeing her like that again surfaced but she didn't resist as she let him go long enough for Matt to pull her shirt over her head. When he tossed it to the floor her arms came down trying to keep herself covered. Her shyness still trying to win out despite what she wanted. With practiced ease while protecting his hurt leg he slithered out from under her and the covers so that he was hovering over her.

Matt's heart fluttered more as he saw her looking so innocent yet so strong under him. "Your so adorable..." Her took her by the tan cuffs of her arms gently moving them out of the way. She look up at him completely trusting him as he reached between her breasts releasing the catch of her bra exposing the snow white globes underneath.

"Gorgeous..." Matt breathed. He could almost make out the slight outline that separated her breasts from her pecs under them. His hands cupped them in awe feeling the solidity and weight in his palms. He knew for a fact that they weren't fake. "Look at these... You should be the one ashamed. These are gorgeous tits. Those bitches had a right to be worried." He lifted her left globe planting a kiss and a lick on her rock hard nipple.

Roxy gasped in shock. She was almost certain that once he saw this misshapen, muscular girl that she was he would run in disgust for a body more suitable for the catwalk runway. Instead his words left her melting from his complements and the heated gentle kiss, one that he mimicked to her other nipple to show his utter fascination of both. He left panting for more as he started to suckle, his touches exciting her as they were loving and gentle.

Matt was happy. He finally found someone he actually loved and was able to express it to her. If she were to look away from his eyes to the tent in his pants she would see how much he desired to have her. The sight of her heaving breasts and the feel of her fur covered flesh in his grasp left him as heated as her. He took his shirt off in one fluid motion throwing it to the side as he had done so many times before.

"No more!" she cried surprising him. "Please. I can't... I can't take it anymore!" She felt shameful for saying that but it was the honest truth as her need was unbearable. Her hands grabbed at his at his pants pulling them down to reveal his already hardened shaft not noticing if it was anything like her fake phallus. She was about to grab for it when he caught her.

"You really have never been with a lover, have you?" he asked her curiously.

"I've only ever had my dildo," she said trying again to take his dick but his grip held.

"That's not a lover. That's a one-sided stress reliever. There's no passion, no emotion. It only gives you what you want, not what you need. Eventually you'll need that companion to fulfill that roll." He let go of her placing his hands on either side of her face lovingly. He could see the need in her eyes. "Let me show you. Relax." He kissed her once more in a way that seemed to melt away her anxiousness.

Matt slid down her body until the button of her jeans came into view. "Let me see all of you..." he asked looking up into her eyes. She nodded slightly allowing him to continue. He unfastened the button and drew the zipper down slowly, then gasped the edges of her pants pulling them and her panties down her hips until his eyes locked onto the soaked folds of her pussy.

"Oh wow..." he breathed drinking in the sight as he discarded the last of her clothes to the floor. Her juices glistened in the light reflecting off the snow into the room. Just the sight of it made his cock jump which made him remember something: he was planning to get laid anyway this week. Maybe he could jump ahead little bit. There'll be plenty of time for him to show her more about what a lover is.

"Maybe you're right," he said almost growling with lust. "We're both just a little bit pent up." The temptation and desire for the woman he loves was starting to overpower his will to draw it out for her satisfaction. That doesn't seem to be the case anymore as they were both horny. He couldn't take his pants off because of his leg brace so he shifted them until he was comfortable. He moved back up her body until he could see her eyes again lining his cock up with slick entrance. The touch lifted her fur while she shook with anticipation.

"Now there's only you, Roxy," he said with love before thrusting into her, pushing into a very snug passage that was only ever reserved for that fake cock. They both moan as he pushed further in, him because he never met someone so tight before and her because he was thicker than her dildo and he was touching her deeper than she imagined.

Afraid of losing him again she wrapped her arms and legs tight, but not too much, around her lover. Her tight passage felt every inch of his length, every pulse running through him. Her breasts barely gave acting as very durable cushions as she felt him press against them.

Despite every corner of him being held tightly so he couldn't get away Matt managed to begin thrusting into her. Short thrusts at first letting Roxy get comfortable using every bit of experience to use on this novice. Thrusts that ground his pelvis into hers while his hands grasped at her bedsheets left them both feeling the hot sparks of pleasure racing up and down their spines.

As Roxy loosened her grip on him, Matt had the room needed to put more length in his thrusts. The long drawn out slide of her silken walls finally giving him longer periods of stimulation going in and coming out. Her smooth fur's caress added to his desire, a pleasure that involved his skin as well as his shaft in the process of heating him up. Even her tail curled up enough to brush the cheeks of his backside.

Matt's increasing pace rocked Roxy back and forth along the bed, causing her breasts to bounce and roll even as she clung to him in her desire. Her heart raced as she buried her face in his hair. But her eyes snapped opened when she realized he stopped. He was all too familiar when a woman was about to climax.

"Don't stop now! I'm so close!" she cried. She wanted to feel that toe curling climax that she's been yearning for.

"Me too," he said panting. "And I'll make you cum, but I want to know if you'll accept me." He started moving his hips in a more torturous, methodical grinding motion keeping her close to the peak but not quite reaching it yet. "I poured my heart out to you. So please tell me you feel the same? Its fine if you don't, just please tell me."

Love? Even if she was so close to her climax she still heard him say it. Its just that it was a very foreign concept for her. Could it have been because he was just a handsome specimen or the Nightingale Effect? But one thing was for sure, she needed to cum.

"Please... Please let me cum! And I'll... I'll be your girlfriend!"

Matt slowed his grinding down to almost stopping. His own eyes pleading along with hers. "That's not an answer I'm looking for. Please tell me."

She thought about what they went through so far even though her mind is in chaos. He was goofy, especially around his brothers, but he was very honest and kind. Her adoptive parents may not have been very close to her but her mom taught her take a chance when the chips were down. Was this what she meant?

"I... I... I love you, Mathew Bentley!" she cried to the heavens. And with those words she finally felt a degree of freedom from herself.

Hearing those words made Matt happier than he's ever been and it showed as it was coming out of his eyes. He pushed forward locking his lips with hers and his hips started to returning to their long thrusts. He broke away from her and watched her squirm beneath him feeling her abdominals flex and twitch.

With each thrust bring her closer to climax her cries of bliss rose to new heights. Her heart came to that previous speed, her hands clung to her lover's shoulders so she doesn't fly away without him. Suddenly she felt that spark deep inside. Her eyes opened wide throwing her head back as she orgasmed with a very audible cry and claws digging into his shoulders. Her body tensing dragged him back into her holding his shaft in place deep inside her as her inner walls tightened along it milking it for all it was worth.

In the face of her climax Matt soon came as well. His tensing body straightening him until he was almost kneeling putting unwanted pressure on his bad leg. His hot seed gushing into her to sooth the fires within her while she drained every drop from him, leaving him to ridge panting on top of her while she held him solidly in her. Even with her pent-up needs finally satiated the ranger continued to grip him out of a general need to just hold onto her male.

"I love you," Roxy whispered to him when she felt him relax and his breath calm, stroking his chest softly, her furry legs rubbing sensually along the backs of his.

Matt smiled and was about to love her back when he felt his snap! He howled in pain. Pain that caused him to roll off her and the bed straight to the floor almost taking her with him. His head hit the tray of food on his nightstand sending the contents flying across the room landing in another bed.

As Matt was rolling on the floor, Roxy quickly got off the bed and rushed to her HAM radio. When she spoke into it she got a reply from another station and requested a helicopter to transport Matt to the nearest hospital.

"Matt," she said coming back. She put her hands on him to hold him steady. "A helicopter will be here shortly. Please, try not to move it any more."

"You know the best part about this broken leg?" he asked trying to laugh though his grit teeth. "It was totally worth it!"

The helicopter arrived in less than twenty minutes. By then she had herself and Matt dressed waiting for the crew. When they finally flew off with her new boyfriend, Roxy started to gather up his other belongings. She paused when she took his cell. She was still unsure about the whole situation between her and Matt but opened up the contacts to at least let his brothers know what happened. She scrolled through them and found three very weird names: Numb-nuts, Mask of the Wussy, and Poker-King. It was when she saw that last one that she remembered the other day that he said his oldest brother should be in the World Poker Tour. She hit the contact waiting for him to pick up.

"You sure took a while. You're nurse better company than us?" Jacob jabbed when he picked up.

"Its... Its me, Roxy."

"Oh geez! I'm so sorry!"

"Its fine. You're Jacob, right? The oldest?"

"That's right."

"I need to tell you that Matt was just lifted to the nearest hospital. His leg broke fully."

"Oh my God! That idiot! Guys, Matt's leg broke and he was in the helicopter we just saw."

Roxy heard distant groans on the other end. "How the hell did that happen?!" she heard one of them demand. Probably Mark.

"Only one way for that to happen on such short notice. Excuse me, fellas." She heard water splashing in the background before hearing a door close. "Okay. Its just us now. So am I right?" She was so embarrassed that all she gave him was a pathetic whine. "Roxy, its all right," he said gently to her. "You are among friends. Did he break his leg making love to you?"

"He... He told me I was adroable and that he loves me."

There was silence on his end. Roxy was about to freak out thinking she had said until he came back. "Other than our mom, I have never heard him say that to ANY woman before."

"Then... y-you mean...?"

"He means it. From the bottom of his heart."

"But... But I... I don't really know..."

"Do you feel the same?" he asked not for his benefit, but for hers.

"I don't know..."

"A little advice: Let it happen."

"But... I'm a freak..."

"You're tall. There's nothing you can do about that. You're muscular. You needed that for your job. Tell me, how are those flowers doing?"

Roxy blinked. "How did...?"

"The bill was slipped under our door. The person or people who called you a freak only did it to make themselves feel better about their own image. You have a perfect opportunity with Matt. We've been drilled by our parents growing up to love someone for who they are. And you. Are. Beautiful. Not just physically, but on the inside. Just by how well you've been taking care of our brother. You don't really need any other excuse."

"I... Well..." A smile crept on her lips out of the blue. It was like this man, the oldest of four, knew just the right things to say. "Thank you."

"My pleasure. Now... You better get Matt's phone back to him. He'll be pissed if he can't check his stocks."

Roxy snickered before finally laughing out loud. Loud and proud.

***

Matt had a complete cast on his leg with plenty of signatures on it. Three in particular were from his brothers telling him how much of an idiot he was. He was finally back home and was at Erik's Tavern for lunch. But instead of enjoying his burger and cheese sticks, his head was resting on the bar top completely love sick. He couldn't even touch his beer.

"You know you can always go back to see her," Erik said coming up to him.

"Yeah, I know," he sighed not bothering to lift his head. "But the doctor says no traveling. My leg won't heal fast enough. When she came to visit after my leg was worked on, she told me that she wanted to come back to the states where its warmer."

"That would be good. That way you two would at least be closer."

"Yeah. I just wish there was something I could do to help her."

Erik could only grunt in sympathy and was about to walk away.

"She told me up at the hospital," Matt said stopping Erik, "that she was put up for adoption. Her mother became addicted to pain killers after she was born and then graduated to heroin. When her father finally found out he got so mad that he was the cause of her to OD and was found guilty and unfit to care for his child. Roxy was eventually adopted, but the family that brought her home was never really able to connect with her. That's why she told me that no one liked, or loved her the way I did."

"Now that's a darn shame."

The door chime jingled signaling a customer coming in. Matt still didn't lift his head but for some reason his heart felt a little better. Probably from talking with Erik.

"Hello!" Erik greeted. "Welcome to my tavern."

"I'm... I'm told this place is the best around," a familiar shy voice called out.

Matt finally moved at the sound of the newcomer. The familiarity of it made his heart chime just like the little bell at the door.

"You heard right, missy. How can I help you?"

"I'm looking for a guy who's got a low IQ despite his success with a bum leg?"

Matt shot upright and looked to the door to see Roxy, his Roxy! She was standing there smiling his way looking all too happy to see him that tears were welling up in her eyes.

"ROXY!" Matt cried out his own eyes getting watery. He got off his seat completely forgetting his crutches and hopping as quick as he could on his one good leg to close the distance between them. He missed his rhythm a few chairs from her and started to fall.

But instead of falling on his face and knocking himself out again, he was caught in his lover's strong arms. She lifted him up and they carefully embraced with his feet dangling off the floor.

Matt leaned back placing his hands on either side of her beautiful face. "I thought I'd have to wait forever to see you again." He brought his lips to hers and kissed with more passion than their first. When they parted she set him down on the nearest bar stool like a child but he didn't mind.

"I have some terrific news!" Roxy said unable to contain herself. "I was offered a job by your DNR to look after the park here. It doesn't pay as much as up North, but I want to be near you. I love you."

Matt was nearly brought to tears by the news and held her face once more. "I love you, too. But I don't want you to live near me. I want you to live with me. I'm offering the chance to not worry about anything. My house is too empty with just me and I said I can't stand being alone."

The tears were flowing down face. "That... That would be wonderful! But... there's something I need to do first."

"What's th..." Her hand was too quick as she swiped it at his head. But a sharp crack and sting on the side of his head sent him seething. "Aaaaaahhhhh!!!! What was that for?!"

Roxy smiled and cracked the Kid Beater in her other hand. "That was for crashing into my life! You could've just soared into it."

A smile crept onto Matt's lips. It got bigger the more he felt towards her. "This is going to be very interesting." He started to laugh and she followed in total agreement.

End