Found: True Mates Book 0.5 (BBW Wolf Shifter Romance) (A Craggstone Paranormal Romance) Read Free Page B

murmured, rolling over onto her front and revealing the most perfect heart shaped ass I had ever seen. Perfect except for the ugly claw marks ravaging one plump cheek.
    “Fuck! What did this?” I asked, leaning closer to inspect the wounds. They were deep, though the skin was already starting to knit, trying to close. They seemed pretty clean, the snow outside burying any dirt and grit that might have delayed healing.
    “That tickles!” she squealed, trying to wriggle away from me.
    “What does?”
    “Your breath — on my skin…”
    My mouth was only inches away from her behind. And her pussy… I blew gently across the unharmed cheek, watching with fascination as lines of goosebumps erupted, her skin quivering and tensing.
    “You’re hurt,” I stated, my voice coming out all gruff and hoarse.
    “I am…”
    “We need to let you heal.”
    “We should…”
    I eyed her curvy body, sprawled out in front of me. It would be so easy to wrap my arm around her waist, lift her hips and thrust into her from behind, deep and hard. I could drive my cock into her warm, wet sheath, rubbing and sliding in and out…and she would let me…I knew she would. Every ounce of blood in my body rushed to my cock, the weight thick and heavy between my legs, my balls swelling with anticipation. I gripped myself through my jeans, moving to pop the remaining buttons. She was ready, I—
    Her body suddenly tensed, her heartbeat racing. “Adam, I’ve remembered who did this. Why I was running!” She rolled over, her eyes widening a fraction at the sight of me manhandling myself, her lips lifting in a smirk, even though it was clear she was terrified. “It was coyote shifters. And they’ll try and find me, even here. We’re not safe — you’re not safe! We have to run!”
     
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    Claire
    “Run? Sweetheart, we don’t need to run…”
    Memories crowded in and I wrapped my fingers around his arm, clinging on for dear life. The terror of the chase filled me, the snarling and taunting, the promises of what was to come. Adam covered my trembling hand with his own, his eyes flashing with restrained rage as he felt me flinch.
    “Coyote shifters? Here, in my forest?” he growled, eyes flashing with a steeliness I had not seen before. With a grim look on his face he continued, “You don’t need to worry about them, they’ll be dealt with. Do you remember why they were chasing you?”
    Tears leaked from the edges of my eyes, despite trying to hold them back. I wanted to be strong, but since I’d met Adam I’d either been crying or horny. Or unconscious, can’t forget that one.
    I’d remembered why, and I seriously wished I hadn’t. “They killed Mom and Dad, ‘cause they wanted me — as a mate for their Alpha — Marcus of the Sunclaw Pack. And to be shared with all the pack, of course,” I whispered brokenly. Images of Marcus standing over the shattered bodies of Mom and Dad flashed through my mind. His twisted smile as he stamped down, shattering their bones, searching for me, while I remained hidden — bound by a sworn oath to my Alpha, my Dad, not to reveal myself — not for anything, or any reason. “He killed my parents because they wouldn’t tell him where I was…they protected me — and they died for it.” He had stood, naked from shifting, with the blood of my family coating his skin, and I had seen his eyes. Pure madness had looked back. Madness and a depravity that had scared me to the bone. “And he found me anyway,” I whispered.
    “Shit, Claire. I’m so sorry. But…what I don’t get — why you? You’re not the Marcus’ true mate, you can’t be…”
    “Thank fuck, no! But he believes that I am, and that once the mating hunt has been completed…So I ran. And I’m fast. Faster than they thought. I caught a coach, jumped across states. But they must have tracked me…”
    “Sweetheart, I’ll make them pay for this, I swear.”
    My heart stuttered at the thought. “No, Adam! There’s four of