STORY EXCERPT

Ruby “Red” Maybury hurried through Belmont Woods, the darkness pressing in on her, leaving her feeling on edge. She knew she wasn’t alone, could feel eyes on her, making the hair on the back of her neck rise. The town of Burlison Heights, her small hometown in Maryland, was still too far away for her peace of mind. A quick glance over her shoulder reassured her no one was behind her but, as she whipped her head back around, she bounced off a hard, unforgiving surface. Sprawled on the ground, she looked up into the glittering eyes of Ace Silver, alpha of the local wolf pack.

His gaze caressed her from head to toe, lingering on her breasts and splayed legs. She cursed her skirt, which had risen too far, and knew she was flashing him.

“Little Red, Little Red. That’s as good as a dinner invitation.”

“D–Dinner?”

He gave her a wolfish grin. “I’m in the mood for a little cream for dessert.”

Red felt her pussy clench with need. She wanted him; she’d always wanted him. But some desires were better left unfulfilled. Everyone knew the alpha of the White Paw Pack was untamable. Many women had tried, and all had failed. Oh, he’d pleasured them thoroughly before sending them on their way, but Red didn’t want to be one in a string of one-night stands. She may no longer have her virginity to offer to someone deserving, but it didn’t mean she would offer her body to just anyone.

Ace leered down at her. “If you don’t want me to make a meal of you, you’d best run away, Little Red.”

Needing no further urging, Red scrambled to her feet and darted off into the woods, racing as far away from Ace as she could. She didn’t get very far before she was circled by several pack members. She knew them better than she’d like to admit. Tate, Pierce, and Ian had teased and tormented her for as long as she could remember. The fact that they had her cornered so far from town registered and sent a chill of fear down her spine. They’d never physically harmed her before, other than a grabby hand here or there, but then there had always been witnesses in the past. What would they do to her now? The lust burning in their eyes turned her stomach.

“If it isn’t Plump and Juicy,” Pierce grinned. “Imagine finding you here, so far from home.”

“L–Let me go.”

Tate laughed. “But we just found you. You don’t want to deny us our playtime, do you?”

Ian laughed, and the sinister sound had her heart skipping a beat. She didn’t know what they intended for her, but it couldn’t be good. Maybe she should have stayed with Ace. At least he wouldn’t have harmed her. Seduced her, yes. But harm her? Never. He wasn’t known around town as a patient or gentle lover, but he’d never raised a hand to a woman before, not that Red knew of. Talk about being stuck between a rock and a hard place. Face her tormentors or stay with the man who could get inside her panties with very little effort? A man who would no doubt ruin her for all others.

Tate tugged on her long hair. “Are you ready to play? We’ll give you a head start.”

“Head start?”

Tate smiled, his long canines flashing in the moonlight. “We like to chase our prey before we eat.”

“Eat?” she squeaked.

“Oh, don’t worry. We’ll make sure you like it.”

Oh god. They were talking about eating, as in… Revulsion rolled across her nerves. The last thing she wanted was any of their hands anywhere near her, much less their mouths on her… She gave herself a mental shake. There had to be a way out of this.

“You aren’t running yet,” Ian said in a singsong voice. “Tick tock, Ruby Red.”

Realizing there was no other way out of this situation, other than to outrun them or outsmart them, she took off back in the direction she’d come from, hoping to run into Ace. If anyone could get his pack under control, it would be the alpha. Surely he wouldn’t let them touch her, not if she didn’t want them to.

She didn’t get far before someone tackled her to the ground, the dead leaves crunching under her weight. A nose traced the shell of her ear before Ace’s voice had her relaxing against the uncomfortable ground.

“Little Red, didn’t I warn you about sticking around for dinner?”

“Your pack.”

“What about them?” he asked, his tongue tasting the side of her neck.

“They’re coming for me.”

His body stiffened. “Who?”

“Tate, Pierce, and Ian. They told me to run, that they were going to…” She couldn’t even finish the sentence. She’d already been brutalized once in her life; she couldn’t imagine going through it again, times three. Tears gathered in her eyes, but she refused to show weakness.

With a growl, Ace levered himself off her body, holding his hand out to her. She tentatively placed her fingers against his palm and he hauled her to her feet. His palms brushed the leaves from her plaid skirt and pulled a few from the long tresses hanging down her back. Footsteps approached, and he placed himself in front of her.

“Alpha,” Tate said, sounding surprised.

Red leaned sideways to peer around Ace’s big bicep. The three wolves had come to a screeching halt in front of their leader and looked more than a little nervous. Naughty, naughty wolves. She couldn’t wait to see what Ace would do to them. Maybe he’d rough them up a little for scaring her. Of course, once they were gone, she’d have to deal with the delectable alpha once more. There was no doubt in her mind what price he would ask from her for services rendered. Could she give in to him? She wanted to, more than anything.

“Were my instructions not clear?” Ace demanded.

“Yes, Alpha,” Pierce said, hanging his head. “We only thought to have a little fun.”

“I know all about the fun you three have in the woods with unsuspecting women. The difference is that those women actually have fun with you. What’s the rule about Red?”

“Keep our paws to ourselves,” Ian said.

Wait, there was a rule about her?

ADULT EXCERPT

Red crawled onto the mattress, moving to the middle and lying on her back. She watched as he walked across the room to a tall armoire and pulled out four lengths of silky-looking rope. She swallowed hard as her pulse pounded in her ears. Her breath quickened and she worried she might pass out. Ace approached the bed and gently grasped her left wrist. After fastening it to the post, he tugged on the rope, leaving plenty of slack so that she didn’t feel trapped. He made quick work of tying her other hand and her ankles.

Spread open to his gaze, she’d never felt so exposed before. She felt a blush work its way from her toes to her face. It was hard to miss the bulge behind his zipper and she delighted in the knowledge that he wanted her. Red wondered if he would take her tonight. She didn’t know what he had in store for her. Something told her the ropes were only the beginning.

His fingers trailed up her leg and gently brushed against the curls at the junction of her thighs. Her skin broke out in goose bumps at the slight contact, and she felt herself grow wetter as her body prepared for him. Ace moved across the room again, returning to the cabinet. He pulled out several things, placing them on the nightstand.

Lifting a feather tickler, he softly caressed the skin of her throat, gently moving it down the column of her neck and across her collarbones. He dipped it lower, tracing the valley of her breasts before teasing a nipple. She felt the rosy peak harden further and her womb clenched. Red’s heart no longer raced from the fear of being tied down, but from desire. As warmth suffused her from head to toe, the ropes were forgotten.

Ace circled her navel before teasing her pussy. He continued down her thighs, easing the tickler down her legs until he caressed her toes. Then he worked his way back up her body. Every nerve in her body came alive at the contact and her breathing became labored. She’d never imagined sex would feel so wonderful.

“Your body is so responsive. I can’t wait to see you come,” he said.

Ace set the tickler aside and picked up something else. She’d browsed sex toy sites often enough—though never got up the courage to actually purchase anything—to recognize the Pocket Rocket. He circled her nipples, drawing a gasp from her. The pulsing tips became overly sensitive and she wondered if she would come just from that bit of teasing alone. She felt her cream trickle down the crack of her ass and lifted her hips, desperately wanting him to play with her clit.

Ace answered her silent plea, parting the lips of her pussy. He lightly teased her clit, circling the bud, his touch whisper-soft. It was enough to make her tingle from head to toe, but not enough to push her over the edge. Her hot, wet sheath clenched as he applied a little more pressure and pleasure zinged through her.

“Oh, I’m…” She was what? Something was happening. She’d never felt this way before.

She could feel something building inside of her, her body tightening and straining, and then she was flying. A kaleidoscope of color burst behind her eyelids and her lips parted on a silent cry. She whispered his name as her body shook from the intensity of her release. Still he teased her clit, building her up again. Red whimpered, not sure she could handle much more. Her body was overly sensitive and she felt like she would shatter at any moment.

“Come for me, Little Red.”

Red’s toes curled and her blood heated. She felt a fine sheen of sweat coat her body. Ace reached between her legs with his free hand and eased a finger inside of her. He coaxed her to orgasm with slow, easy thrusts. She came wildly, explosively, straining against her bonds as her body arched off the bed. Collapsing onto the mattress, she panted for breath.

Ace slid his finger out of her pussy and removed the Pocket Rocket from her clit. Setting the small vibrator on the nightstand, he trailed kisses from her belly to her neck before claiming her lips in a searing kiss. Red was on sensory overload, but her pussy clenched and spasmed, as if seeking something more.

“Can you handle me, Little Red? Do you want more?”

She knew in that moment what she needed, wanted. “Yes.”

Ace removed the ropes and gently massaged her wrists and ankles before removing his clothes. His body was beautiful, all hard planes and angles. Red reached for him, but he seemed hesitant.

“Werewolves don’t carry diseases, but…are you on birth control?” he asked.

She shook her head. “I haven’t had a use for it.”

“Then, unless you want a baby anytime soon, you’d better wait a moment while I get a condom.” He reached into the nightstand drawer and withdrew an unopened box of condoms. “I bought these this morning, hoping I’d get to use them sometime soon. You have no idea how much I’ve wanted you.”

He sheathed himself with the latex before covering her body with his. Ace’s weight pressed down on her and she felt a moment of panic, but he kissed her, distracting her from the memories of her past. Red felt his cock brush against her pussy and she spread her legs wider. He slowly sank into her, giving her body time to adjust to his size. Ace wasn’t a small man, and she worried he’d split her in two. Finally, he was fully seated and her pussy clenched him, needing him to move.

Ace took up a slow, easy rhythm and she felt pleasure ripple through her.

“Feels so good,” she murmured before kissing him again. “More. I want more,” she whispered against his lips.