Wolves Gone Wild(38)

Duncan shifted, dragging his tongue down toward her pussy. Just as she thought he would join Lance, he straddled her, putting his knees on either side of her head. With a wild glint in his eyes, he offered his cock to her.

She flicked her tongue out and over the tip of it, getting a taste of his pre-cum. Taking him behind the legs, she pulled him lower and drew his cock to her. He felt even larger in her mouth than he’d looked.

That thought was lost as Lance moved lower to tease the strip of sensitive skin between her pussy and asshole. She cried out, not turning Duncan’s cock loose, as Lance pulled her pussy lips apart and drew in her clit. Her body exploded, erupting with the climax so quick and hard that she could no longer think. All she could do was respond to their touches.

Yet in the next instant, Lance was gone.

Duncan made a sound that was nothing short of a growl. Amber flashed in his eyes as his lips pulled back into a sneer, then craned his neck around to see behind him. She froze, unable to see past his massive bulk above her.

“Get the fuck off her.”

Grant.

She kicked out, digging into the ground as Duncan rolled off her and got to his feet.



* * * *



Grant couldn’t believe it when he saw Lance and Duncan lying on the ground feasting on Christy. And yet, it was minutes before he could do anything but watch.

Damn, but she was more than he’d thought she’d be. Her luscious body was laid out flat, her legs spread. Her moans called to the yearning inside him, pulling his wolf toward the surface. He’d gripped the reins of his horse until his knuckles had turned white.

In that one moment, he would’ve given up his ranch, his life, his world to join them.

But he couldn’t risk giving her up.

“Are you out of your minds?”

Lance and Duncan squared off at him, placing their backs to Christy who scrambled to her feet then hid her body behind them.

She was afraid of him. That tore at his heart, but he steeled himself against that agony. He had to save her. Had to save the connection if it was the last thing he did.

Looking at Duncan’s and Lance’s expressions, it just might be.

Their wolves were ready to fight. If they did, they’d all shift and she’d see what they were before they’d had time to prepare her. That alone would send her running. Never mind that the connection they shared could blow sky-high if he let them continue.

“Christy, get your clothes on.”

“Fuck off, Grant. You’re not in charge of her or us.”

Duncan’s words were garbled by the fangs sprouting out of his gums. Grant doubted that she’d understood what he’d said.

“She’s ours to claim. Either join us or leave,” added an equally garbled Lance.

“I don’t understand what’s going on.” She peeked around Duncan’s shoulder. If she leaned much farther forward, she’d see that Duncan’s eyes had filled with amber.

“Just trust me on this, Christy. Leave now. Get back to the ranch, take the pickup, and go back into town.”

“But—”

He let a part of his inner wolf rise. Enough that he knew the power of his tone would scare her into doing as he said. “Go!”

She didn’t hesitate or question him again. Instead, she rushed past Duncan and Lance to her horse.

He couldn’t help it. He was hanging on to the thin line that stood between his control and doing what his beast inside him wanted to do. Catching her arm, he pulled her to him and swore inwardly that he’d allowed himself to touch her.

Her fragrance mixed with the heady scent of arousal made him dizzy. The heat from her body flowed over him, enveloping him in a wave of desire that threatened to do him in. He sucked in a hard breath, memorizing the way she smelled, and struggled to keep from forgetting his resolve and rutting her from behind. Still, she, hell, they deserved so much more than that. They deserved a lifetime together.

“Christy.”

She took it as a question even though he’d spoken her name out of an urgency to do so. “Yes?”

The amber, burning as it started to creep into his eyes, spurred him on. He inclined his head and met her gaze. “Don’t look back.”

He felt her confusion warp with fear as he turned her loose. She snatched up her clothes, then darted behind the nearest bush to dress.

At least the Thorne cousins had enough sense to drop their gazes to the ground as she went by them. Their clenched fists and angry stances didn’t lessen. If she didn’t leave soon, she’d see their wolves come out. If that happened, there’d be no way to keep them off her.

She was dressed and ready. “I’m not sure I know the way back.”

“Let Star take the lead. She’ll get you there.” He dared to turn his attention away from the men to face her. Softening just enough that he hoped she’d see, he repeated his earlier command in a gentler voice. “Take the truck back to town.”