Maggie's Wolves, Part Five: A BBW Shifter Romance (Red Mountain Pack Book 5) Read Free Page A

ride out the storm.
    That storm was beginning to gather force. Case’s hand paused in its slow drift down her throat.
    “Now?” he asked softly.
    Her body vibrated, every cell responding to the deep sound of his voice. Jack’s hand closed around her ankle, and her pussy flooded with moisture. She rolled onto her back so she could look up at Case. “I can wait until the movie is over.”
    Probably. She could probably make it through the rest of the movie without tearing anyone’s clothes off. She’d put her odds at 70-30. Jack’s open palm slid up her leg to her knee and she bit back a groan.
    Okay, maybe 30-70.
    Case placed his thumb on her lower lip and pressed slightly, opening her mouth. “You know what happens when you try to deny your wolf. I won’t see you in pain.”
    “It’s only an hour.”
    Case’s thumb dipped inside her mouth. “The wolf won’t abide by your schedule, honey. Stop trying to manage her. Let us take care of you.”
    She caught the tip of his thumb between her teeth and bit him lightly before letting him go. His eyes flickered with wolflight.
    “You really don’t mind?”
    Case laughed. “Hell no, I don’t mind. I’ve only been waiting for another chance to have you.”
    He stood, pulling her to her feet. Releasing her hand, he immediately began to undress. She couldn’t help but stare at the lean body that was revealed bit by bit. She could see the bones in his shoulders and hips, see how the muscles slid beneath his skin as he moved.
    He noticed her staring and the corner of his mouth edged up in a smile. “Do I have to chase you down again to get you to take off your clothes?”
    “You never did catch me.”
    He raised an eyebrow, and a shiver passed through her body. Right. A chase would take too long. She didn’t feel like screwing around. She was hungry. She pulled off her shirt and tossed it aside. Case’s gaze fixed greedily on her bare breasts. Her nipples tightened to sharp, needy points.
    “It’s getting stronger,” she said. “The heat. It keeps getting stronger, coming faster.”
    “I told you that’s the way it works.”
    “You did. I couldn’t imagine it getting stronger then.”
    “And now?”
    She cupped her breasts, trying to ease the ache. It didn’t seem to help. “I still can’t imagine it getting stronger.”
    “I can,” Case said. “I can’t stop imagining it. You wet and needy, just waiting to be filled. Taking us one after the other. Two or three at a time.”
    God, she wanted that. Her body trembled. She shouldn’t want it.
    Case slid his fingers into her waistband and closed his fist on the material to draw her close. Her nipples scraped against his chest and she groaned. He sat on the edge of the couch and pulled her pants down her legs.
    She stepped free of the tangle of fabric around her feet as Case slid his hands up the backs of her calves. She’d never thought of her skin as particularly sensitive, but the glide of Case’s fingers along the backs of her knees sent a jolt of sensation racing up her legs to her clit.
    When she pushed her hips toward him, he laughed softly. Wrapping his hands around her thighs, he urged her to open for him, and when she obliged, he buried his face between her legs. Licking through her folds with long, lazy strokes, he fed on her as if she were the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted. His tongue sank into her pussy, her legs buckled and Case drew her down to his lap, positioning her so she straddled his thighs.
    He smiled up at her, his lips gleaming with the moisture from her body. “I wasn’t done.”
    “Good.” She rolled her hips, sliding along the hard length of his erection.
    His hands bit into her hips pushing her back. “Tell me what you want.”
    “Your cock,” she said. The words sounded foreign on her tongue. Dark and dirty. Her voice was a hoarse whisper. “I want you inside me—inside my pussy.”
    His hands rotated forward to meet between her spread legs. His thumbs slid