To Right a Wrong(11)

He sucked in his breath. “Almost this exact thing, little one.”



He lifted her away from him to search her eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, she smoothed the lines off his forehead. Her lips parted with the excitement he aroused in her.

She hadn’t had to wait to fall in love with him.

The solidity of them coming together filled her with a sense of loving him for a lifetime. No guesses, no doubts…the love they shared magically appeared.

Ethan made a rough sound in his throat, and the ridge of his cock pressed against her bottom. He skimmed his fingers over her ribcage, her breasts, and her sensitive nipples.

He cupped her fullness, then stroked the soft undersides. Her pulse jumped into her throat.

Everything about him turned her on. The woodsy scent she'd recognize anywhere, the way he always watched her, and most of all, how he showed her his love with whispered words and soft kisses at the oddest times. She stretched forward, her breasts within an inch of his mouth. His mouth opened, and her pussy grew damp. Her lower lips swelled. She craved the fullness only he brought her.

With his tongue, he flicked her nipple, leaving her gasping. He tasted, caressed, and nuzzled the valley between her curves. She squirmed, shifting closer to his cock, until she was able to rub up and down his length, driving them both wild.

“Take…them…off.” She moaned.

Ethan reached down and undid his jeans.

Using his feet, he pulled the material past his hips. She settled back down. Heat radiated off his cock, and her pussy spasmed. She grasped the thick base of his dick and rubbed the head against her clit as she gyrated on top of him.

She was already so hot and wet that she knew she wouldn’t last long.

Ethan groaned as her body slid over his.

With one hand on her hip, he reached to cup her breast. She went crazy. The intense friction and stimulation turned her into some kind of crazed sexual creature. No longer separated from her wolf, she let herself go.

She cried out and convulsed. Her lower muscles, her legs, and her stomach all tightened and relaxed rhythmically into thousands of pulses of pleasure that coursed through her body.

A guttural moan escaped Ethan. He pressed into her wetness hard and deep. Her pussy squeezed over every little twinge of his release.

She lowered her upper body to his chest, and he wrapped his arms around her back.

“You are mine, little one.”

She closed her eyes and smiled. “I would not survive without you.”





Chapter Five

The early morning sun broke through the trees, shooting light beams onto the forest floor.

Dani slowed down to a walk. She’d spent hours running through the woods in the dark, loving her ability to view a world she hadn’t experienced before.

The wildlife around these parts were party animals who stayed safe in their homes during the day, but at night came out to hunt, socialize, and scamper playfully in the deep woodlands.

She laughed. It was the perfect social scene for a newly shifted werewolf to try her new abilities to hunt.

With her stomach full and her mind quiet, she loped toward the cabin. Ethan gave her one full night to hone her skills. Shifting from her wolf to her human body at will, she was more confident than ever that she’d soon have her brother back in her arms. Hang in there, Jordan.

I’m coming.

The grief she’d experienced after the deaths of her parents paled in comparison to the loss of her brother. It’d taken her mother many years to have a second child, as it does when one is a werewolf. Dani had helped her mother bring the pup into the world, taken part in his care, and had loved him the way a parent loves a child.



The birth had taken much out of her mother, and her father had asked her to step up to care for the baby.

She should have had Jordan the night her mother was slain instead of believing her mother was strong enough to take over for one night. If she would have stayed with her mom, and if she’d had her wolf, maybe she could have fought long enough for someone to notice or hear her screams. Woulda, shoulda, coulda…be damned.

Jordan was somewhere without a person who loved him the way she did. Was he hungry?

Had he learned to walk? Say his first word? Did someone hug him, kiss him, and make his world secure so he had no worries? She picked up her pace. It was past time to get back what was wrongfully taken from her.

She continued to run in her hurry to get back and start on their plan. Without missing a step, she shifted into her human form by the time she reached the edge of the woods where she had piled her clothes. “Ethan?”

“Yes, little one.”

“I want to go now.” She zipped her jeans, checked to find her knife in its sheath, then leaned over to tie her shoelaces.

“I’m already ahead of you. I’ve got everything we need packed in your car.”