Miracle Wolf for Christmas

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Author: Vanessa Devereaux
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he had done
earlier that day. Nope, still nothing. Female wolf shifters surrounding him
during their mating cycle and looking for some loving.
    Still
nothing.
    Two
wolves howled. They were thanking her for their dinner.
    He
heard footsteps and realized she was back. What the hell was he going to do?
    “You
don’t feel like eating?” She looked down at the still full bowl. “As it’s the
holidays, I do have some sliced turkey I can give you.”
    Yippee do.
    She
walked over to a small fridge and opened the door, pulled out what looked like
a package of deli meats, lifted up some slices, and headed back his way. She’d
put them on top of the dog food before he knew it.
    “I’m
going to make myself a sandwich and then shower. After that, how about I read us
a Christmas story?
    How about I throw
myself on something sharp?
    Kent
managed to get the turkey slices off the dog food and down it in two gulps.
    Maybe
it was the lack of food that was causing him problems with shifting back.
    He
watched as she drank her hot chocolate, and then nibbled on a sandwich and
dived into a bag of chips.
    Didn’t
she have a family to spend Christmas with?
    She
put her plate in a sink and then grabbed a small bag. “Just going to shower and
I’ll be right back.”
    Perfect. I’ll be
able to shift and then be on my way.
    Kent
got into his most relaxed position—on his back, legs out—and thought of steaks,
women, tropical beaches. Her.
    Why
was he thinking about her?
    Okay,
back to the beaches…
    The
sound of a phone ringing jarred him from his thoughts. He spotted her cell
phone sitting on top of her desk. She ran through the door, wet and naked. Kent
swallowed. He couldn’t take his eyes off her now. Those thighs, those curves…
    She
leaned over and, oh wow, he had the clearest view of her pussy, and it was like
going to heaven. Now he would believe in Christmas and miracles. She continued
to lean over while she took the call.
    “Yes,
really, I’m going to be fine. This is the way I want to spend the holidays.”
    Silence.
    “Yes,
really, I’m going to be fine. This is the best thing for me. Yes, I have it
under the tree.”
    Silence
again.
      “I will, Mom, yes, love you too,” she said.
    Kent
licked his lips. If he could shift, he wasn’t going to run. He was going to
fuck her, the gorgeous beast of a woman. He’d never been attracted to a human
before, but the sight of her entrance, those pink folds, and the scent of her
made him…
    Yes,
howl.
    She
turned around.
    “That’s
a wonderful noise,” she said. She smiled and walked over to him. The dark curls
at the top of her thighs acted as a beacon to him.
    She
kneeled in front of him with her breasts now level with his eyes. He’d almost
forgotten that he had paws and not hands when he reached out to touch them.
    “You
and I are going to work so well together.” She put her hand through the gap in
the enclosure and touched his head.
    Just watch out
because, once I shift, teasing me like this is going to cost you. You are going
to have a real man make love to you. You’ll never want a human again once I get
inside you.
    She
shivered. “I guess I should go get dressed and then we’ll have that story.”
    Kent
watched her ass and the way the water glistened on each butt cheek.
    He
licked his lips again.
    ****
    Ally
wasn’t going to cry. She’d told herself that a million times. She looked
outside. It was still snowing. It looked exactly like the first Christmas Eve
they’d spent together in Whitefish. Actually not far from where she was
currently at.
    She
turned off the lights as the first teardrop fell. At least there was no one
around to see her in this pitiful state. Well, apart from the beautiful wolf
who didn’t seem to take his eyes off her now.
    Ally
lit a candle. She’d promised the wolf a Christmas story, so a Christmas tale he
would get. After all, the holidays weren’t just for humans. She pulled the book
from her bag, picked up a blanket and pillow,

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