Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
I knew my eyes had changed color. My canines were longer, my wolf desperate to mark her. My animal side couldn’t figure out why I was taking so long.
But I had to go slowly. Had to be careful.
Riley was a human–the bite would hurt her. I had to be careful not to go too deep. Not to hit an artery. I would leave a permanent scar.
I licked and petted, kissed, and worked my way up her body until our mouths met. Until she tasted the nectar I craved. Her.
“Wow.” She blinked and slowly smiled. My wolf puffed its chest out and howled in how we’d satisfied our mate. When she pushed herself back up to sitting–I’d never sell this car now that her wet pussy was smearing her goodness all over it–she said, “What about you?” Her gaze dropped to my dick which had been dripping pre-cum onto my stomach.
I shook my head. “You think I’m done with you?”
A beautiful smile split her face.
“I’ll never be done with you. I definitely want in that perfect pussy, sugar. And then I’m going to mark you as mine.”
A mischievous glint appeared.
With the agility of a former cheerleader, she swung her leg up and around me, so she could jump to the ground.
“You want me?” She shoved her feet into her flip-flops. “You’ll have to catch me.”
I laughed. My wolf was ready to lunge for her, but I held back, giving her a head start. I watched her dash across the open field. Her lower half was bare, beckoning me to follow. I reached into my sweats and stroked my dick from root to tip.
I would follow. My wolf was howling to run after her.
I grinned, counted to ten, then started the chase.
35
RILEY
Damn, it was hot to be chased in the woods at sunset by my boyfriend. My wolf boyfriend. My mate. So delicious.
So primal.
The exhilaration of being hunted, being Cody’s prey, was heady foreplay. Especially after the orgasm he gave me on top of his Jeep. My pulse raced. My inner thighs were wet with my juices. A broad grin stretched my face as I sprinted as best I could in my flip-flops through the woods. Pine needles softened the earthen floor, and the smell of sun-warmed Ponderosa sap gave the air a faint vanilla scent.
Laughter crawled up my throat as I dodged between trees and behind boulders, putting distance between me and the wolf stalking me.
Cody gave me a head start. For a moment, I thought he wasn’t playing along, but then he was right there, prowling behind me, the deep rumble of his voice just a few feet behind. “Run, little human. What I catch, I’ll claim.” He didn’t even sound winded.
I laughed and ran faster, but he stayed right behind me, his fingertips grazing my bare hip, teasing my nerve endings with electricity.
“Catch me if you can!” I darted to the side, around a tree.
“You can run, sugar, but you’ll never escape. You belong to me.”
Of course, I didn’t want to get away. I wanted to know he’d always give chase. Always follow. Always catch and claim me.
I wanted him to prove it in this animalistic way.
He took the other way around the tree and then suddenly was right in front of me, blocking my path. I crashed into his arms with a gasp.
His eyes glowed amber, and his canines gleamed in the sunlight. My pussy clenched at the sight of his animal side coming out.
“Careful, sugar. You’re getting my wolf riled up.”
I changed directions to flee, but he caught me around the waist and flipped me upside down over his shoulder. I shrieked when his hand clapped down my bare ass. “Eek!”
My flip-flops fell off.
“Do you know what happens when you run from a wolf?” He slapped my ass again, harder.
I laughed and kicked my legs. My pussy was unbelievably wet, squeezing on air, wanting him to fill it. “I get caught?”
“You get claimed.” He spanked me again. His voice didn’t sound like his own. It was deeper. Had more of a growl to it. “I’m trying to hold back, sugar. But I want to throw you down, fuck you hard in the dirt, and sink my teeth into the back of your neck.”
I sucked in a sharp breath at the scorching visual.
“You’re making it hard for me to keep a leash on my wolf.”
“So do it,” I dared him.
He went still. Now he sounded out of breath. Like the run had been nothing, but the exertion of holding back from claiming me was a strain.
“I…I need you, Riley.” His voice was rough. “The full moon is on the rise.” His sanity clearly slipping. We were spinning in a circle. Was he looking for a place to put me down?
“Take me,” I urged. God, I wanted it.
He groaned. “Not here.” He seemed to speak the words with effort, and then suddenly sprinted in the direction of the cabin.