STORY EXCERPT

It’s a werewolf.

She relaxed a moment, thinking that the wolf was someone she knew. Could it be Jackson checking up on her without wanting to get caught at it? That sounded like something Emma would ask him to do. Or maybe it was one of the other Carr men?

“I’m okay, you know. You don’t have to keep tabs on me. I’m not planning on skipping out of town without telling anyone. If I decide to leave, that is.”

The handsome dark-furred wolf cocked his head to the side, exposing a white, diamond-shaped patch on his throat. She moved closer. She knew everyone who lived in and around Forever, and had seen most of them in their wolf form, but she didn’t recognize him.

She stopped, trying to decide whether to change into her wolf body or not. Most werewolves wouldn’t attack each other without provocation, but she couldn’t be sure. If he was a rogue wolf or perhaps a scout from another pack that wanted to move in on their territory, then she wasn’t about to back down. It was her duty as part of the community to find out who he was and what he wanted.

“Who are you?”

She moved closer, shifting a little more so she could drag in a deeper scent of him. The aroma she picked up was unfamiliar. He was definitely not from around Forever.

She stopped, deciding she’d gotten too close already. If he wanted to attack her, he’d get the fight of his life. She drew in another breath. Unless he wanted something else from her.

Her lips pulled back into a snarl. “Change back. I want to see who you are.”

If she wasn’t a werewolf herself, she would’ve never noticed the slight shake of his head.

“Who are you? Where are you from? Why are you here?”

She took another step closer. He backed up and gave her another slight shake of his head.

“My name is Milly, and this is part of the Carr ranch. Are you looking for someone? Are you passing through?”

She moved even closer.

It hit her then, an irresistible urge to shift and pounce on him. Not in anger or to defend her home, but to play and roughhouse. The kind of play that would end up with him taking her from behind.

Her body trembled as she took another two steps. She’d been attracted to other men before, but this was different.

She sucked in a breath as the realization hit her.

Is this it? Is this the connection?

He lifted his head and howled, the plaintive sound floating in the air and sizzling over her skin. Then, crouching down, he burst away from her, his body disappearing into the dark of the night.

She couldn’t wait to get undressed. Instead, she let her clothes rip from her body as she shifted. The world around her grew amber-colored, and the darkness lightened as her wolf nighttime vision took over. Fur spread over her skin as fangs and claws erupted. She hadn’t even completed shifting when she hit the ground on all fours and took off at a run.

She no longer noticed the chill of the night as she bounded after him. His scent drifted back to her on the breeze, and she drew in large gulps of air. Even as her human mind was pushed to the back, her wolf mind, part instinct, part intellect, filled with questions.

Why is he running? Didn’t he feel the bond between us? Could I have been wrong?

She sniffed again and caught his aroma, stronger now, closer.

No, I’m not wrong. He’s my mate.

Finally!

But why is he running away? Didn’t he feel it, too?

Her heartbeat pulsed in her ears as her tongue lolled out of her mouth. They ran over the pasture, through a crowd of cattle, and then down to the bunch of trees that separated the pasture from a small valley up ahead. She sped up, the fear of losing him spurring her on.

Narrowing her eyes, she saw him, a dark spot against the blackness of the night. She wanted to stop and howl at him, to call him to her side, but she couldn’t. Losing him wasn’t an option.

His sharp bark splintered the air just as she rounded a group of bushes after him and almost barreled straight into three dark figures bent over a calf lying on the ground. She yelped even as the dark wolf darted around the group. Throwing her body to the side, she slid into one of the figures.

ADULT EXCERPT

“Wanna take a bath, babe?”

She giggled as Dan and Matthew drew the nightgown over her head. “What’s it look like, big guy?”

“Like you’re a dirty girl who needs us to wash her.”

She let out a shriek when Dan picked her up and settled her into the tub. Matthew stripped off his clothes and got in behind her. His cock bounced with his movements, and although she tried to take hold of it, he was too quick to get behind her.

She thought she may have gotten the better end of it when he pushed his hard cock against her buttocks. Having Matthew’s cock between her butt cheeks as she watched Dan disrobe was more than enough to make her pussy clench with need.

Matthew scooted them to the side to pour bubble bath under the faucet. He emptied the bottle, producing a lavish amount of bubbles.

“Hey, that cost me a lot of money.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll pay you back.” Matthew spread bubbles over her breasts. “Would you consider taking payment in something other than cash?”

“I would. As long as it’s long and hard.”

He pushed his cock against her even more. “If it was any longer or harder, I could turn the faucet off with it.”

She giggled and leaned her head back to rest on his strong shoulder. “Hmm. This feels good.”

Dan sat on the edge of the tub, tempting her to stop relaxing and make a move. She cupped water and bubbles in her hand and poured them over his cock. A few of the soapy suds lingered on his tip, reminding her of his cum.

All at once, she was thirsty for more than mere water.

Dan groaned and slid his hands behind her head to guide her to his cock. She washed off the bubbles then took him into her mouth. His taste was sweet, yet something just on the side of spicy, and it was all him. She drew him in, released him, then drew him in again.

Matthew eased closer, pressing his cock against her once more as he played, putting bubbles onto her breasts. Once he’d covered them, he’d sweep them away and find her nipple to massage.

She was wet between her legs, and not just from the water. Bobbing her head, she sucked on Dan’s cock, drinking in his flavor. He moaned and tightened his hold on her hair, sweeping it away from her neck.

The tub was filled when Matthew hit the button to turn on the whirlpool. Water shot out from the jets that ran along each side of the tub. One of them was aimed at her pussy, but she wasn’t close enough for it to do any good.

She pulled away from Dan, ignored his protest, and grinned. “Want to see me come without you two touching me?”

“I’m curious, although I don’t like the not-touching-you part.”

Dan stroked his cock, still grumbling that she’d left it alone. “Sure. I’m game. But that doesn’t mean we won’t get to fuck you, does it?”

She didn’t have time to answer before they looked at each other and answered Dan’s question, saying the same thing at the same time.

“Hell, no!”

Wiggling her ass closer to the jet, she spread her legs and licked her lips. “Watch this.”

They were entranced as she positioned her pussy as close to the spurting water as she could. The force of the stream struck her pussy and she leaned back to enjoy the sensation of constant pressure on her clit.

“Holy hell. If that’s not enough to make a man hard, I don’t know what is.” Matthew splashed water on his face. “Is it hot in here or is just me? I wouldn’t be surprised if the water started to boil.”

“It’s not just you, bro.” Dan’s fixed gaze never left her.

Milly leaned back, letting Matthew support her again. “I was wrong. I need you to touch me.”

He obliged, and while one hand fondled her tit, the other rubbed his cock against her ass. Dan eased into the tub next to them and played with her other breast.

The water shoved against her clit, an unyielding warmth that took her higher and higher, ever closer to that first release of pleasure. She didn’t worry that the men wouldn’t like having her climax that way. From the looks on their faces, they were enjoying the hell out of it.

She moved even closer, putting her pussy at the opening of the hard stream. The pressure hit her in just the right spot and her body stiffened. “Oh, yeah. Please. Play with my tits.”

She whimpered as they pinched and twisted her nipples to give her a little pain. Matthew let his cock rest against her ass as he fingered her asshole, plunging first one then two fingers into her dark hole.

The noise of her ecstasy got louder, and vaguely, she was thankful that Riley was out of the house. From now on, though, she’d have to practice at keeping her noise level down.

She cried out as the lust overwhelmed her, driving her body into a whirl of lust-filled frenzy. She took hold of Dan’s neck and pulled his mouth to her breast.

Matthew groaned and lifted her on top of him. “I’ve got to stick it in now.”

She gasped as he pushed her upper torso forward, making her grab hold of the tub to keep from slipping. He took his fingers out of her then placed his body to better reach her, then shoved his cock into her pussy.

The angle was perfect as the curved end of him struck her G-spot. She cried out, the amazing sensation of her climax pummeling in waves through her body.

Dan held her hair back and nibbled on her shoulder as he played with her tit. “Don’t go hogging her, brother.”