Wild Lust(32)

“I was a little busy trying to save your ass.” Blane yanked the wheel sharply in a quick left turn off the secondary road and onto the main road leading into Forever.

“Damn and double damn. I saw those two men change. After all I did, you didn’t bother to look?” She couldn’t believe him. “How could you keep from looking? Didn’t you hear the growls? I expected a howl at any minute.”

As if on cue, the eerie howl of a wolf split the air. She gasped and clutched the back of the seat. “Holy shit, did you hear that? Now do you believe me?”

They’d passed The Moonstone Bar and were fast approaching the primary intersection of Forever. Making a hard left, then another right, Blane maneuvered the pickup past Deacon Slater’s Up All Night Pharmacy and out of town heading west.

“Charlie, get your seatbelt on before we have a wreck and you go flying through the windshield.”

She did as he wanted just to get him to listen to her. “Do you believe me now?”

“We’ll talk after we get you back to our ranch and Reese shows up.” His hands gripped the steering wheel as he kept his attention glued to the road.

Horror hit her. “Reese! Shit, Blane, we have to go back. We left Reese there by himself. And Shannon! Will they hurt her?” How could she have left either of them behind? She grabbed his arm, but he yanked her off.

“Don’t grab me like that again or we really will end up in the ditch. They haven’t hurt your sister yet and they won’t now.”

“But what about Reese? What will they do to him?” Tears sprang to her eyes. What had she done? In her need to prove that she wasn’t lying, she’d put Reese in danger. She didn’t understand Blane. How could he leave his brother behind?

“He’ll be all right. Trust me. He knows how to handle himself when things get tough.”

Blane whipped the vehicle down the gravel road, through the open gates with the name Moonstruck Ranch burned into the boards, and drove the pickup toward the house. He slammed on the brakes, leaving a trail of dust, gravel, and dirt to billow behind the truck.

He was out and around to the passenger door before she could think to unbuckle her seat belt. “Hey!”

Once again, he threw her over his shoulder as though she weighed no more than a sack of seed. She grunted as he pushed open the door, carried her inside to the big room, and dumped her on the couch.

He pointed at her, shutting off her attempt to speak. “Stay put.”

She started to get up. “But Blane—”

“Charlie” —he slapped his hands on the back of the couch and put his face an inch from hers—“I swear if you don’t sit back and shut up I’m going to get a rope and tie you down. Then I’ll tan your hide until you scream for mercy.”

An image of Blane and Reese standing over her as she took Reese’s cock in her mouth and Blane’s dick in her bound hands took her breath away. Moisture flooded her pussy, but she didn’t dare squirm in her seat against the heat of her already throbbing clit. Instead, she nodded numbly and uttered the only thing she could think to say.

“Promise?”





Chapter Seven




“Where is she?”

A lump jumped into Charlie’s throat at the sound of Reese’s angry voice. She’d stayed on the couch not only because of Blane’s threat but because she needed the time to digest everything that had happened.

But Reese wasn’t about to give her any more time. He broke away from Blane’s hold and charged toward her. His eyes blazed as his eyebrows sunk between them. The scowl on his face seemed like it would stay there permanently.

“Do you know what the fuck you did?”

She leaned back from the fury rolling off him in waves. “I think I shot a werewolf, even if I didn’t mean to. Shannon barreling outside like that startled me and when he jumped at me, the gun went off.”

Reese blinked, straightened up, and let loose a rolling laugh that came up from the bowels of his gut. She didn’t know whether to laugh with him or cry.

“Reese, calm down and tell us what happened after we left.” Although Blane hadn’t said another word to her since his order to stay put and shut up, he didn’t look any less angry than he’d been when they’d first arrived.

Reese ground his teeth together, working the muscle in his jaw. “I’ll tell you what happened. She shot Daniel.”

Blane closed his eyes then opened them, giving her a grimace. “Not again.”

“Yeah. Again.” Reese paced the floor in front of her.

“How bad is it?” Blane propped his hands on his waist, and she had to wonder if he stayed where he was to keep Reese from tearing her apart.