Stanley, Gale - Hellfire [Southwest Shifters 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

Stanley, Gale - Hellfire [Southwest Shifters 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Free

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Author: Gale Stanley
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world, and his legs turned to jelly. It was no ordinary look of appreciation between two men acknowledging mutual good looks, nor was it that aha moment he had when he saw the she-wolf. Something in between those two sensations, maybe it was just good old-fashioned lust. Whatever, Shiloh ’s sexy stare had him feeling warm, like he had too many clothes on. Suddenly Gage wished they were alone so he could strip and give Blondie a closer look at the boner he’d inspired.
    The cowboy wasn’t unaffected. Below the waist, the broncobuster sported an impressive bulge at his crotch. Gay? Without a doubt, Shiloh Ford was interested. So was he. An image of the cowboy, naked, willing, and on his knees, sent a rush of anticipation straight to Gage’s weeping cock. He’d always been tempted by forbidden fruit, and damn if he didn’t want to take a bite out of the cowboy. It would never happen, but a little fantasy couldn’t hurt. He saw himself making a pass at Shiloh , a pleasantly surprised Tanner coming back to join in the fun. A panorama played out in his head. Two dark-haired men sandwiching a blond—
    Gage went slack-jawed when a woman walked up to the cowboy and Shiloh put his arm around her. Fuck! It was her . The she-wolf. What is she doing with him? And what is he doing with her? Does he know he’s got a wolf by the tail?
    His own wolf came awake with a vengeance, and his dick got stiff as a steel rod. The woman pulled his attention from Shiloh . Damn, she looked good. Her black hair hung loose, and her jeans molded to her curvy ass. What the hell was wrong with him? One minute he was drooling over an attractive man, the next a woman. Was it her scent or his looks? The way he moved or her mile-long legs? He wanted them both, so hard for them his cock would end up sporting a zipper imprint. His head spun. Afraid he might shift involuntarily, h e took a deep breath to calm his randy beast.
    The woman’s eyes opened wide when she spotted him staring. Shit! Caught like some big-eyed, drooling dog in heat. He had a split-second decision to make. Back off, find Tanner, and get the hell out of Dodge? Or take advantage of this opportunity and make first contact? He started toward them.

    * * * *

    Kate hated these affairs, but she would never stop Shiloh from doing what he loved. The rodeo was his passion. Sometimes she wished he could work up the same passion for her. A little voice in her head whispered, It’s not entirely his fault. She didn’t bring much passion to their infrequent couplings either. They loved each other, but they weren’t together for the sex. When they fucked, the act was physically satisfying, but the spark was missing.
    Kate sighed regretfully. Shi had never lied to her. He told her right from the beginning he swung both ways but preferred men. Isn’t that why you signed on for this? Because you needed someone you could trust, someone who didn’t want anything in return?
    Being engaged and living together provided cover for both of them. Shi could act the macho cowboy and still have a good excuse for not bedding his female fans, and she had the safety and security he provided. Her only regret was not being 100 percent truthful with him. Shiloh didn’t know just how different they were—two-different-species different, Lycan and human—and he never would know, not as long as it was up to her. It was safer for both of them, and deep down Kate just knew Shi would turn away in horror and disgust if he discovered she was half wolf. Even worse, he might sell her out. No, he could never know the truth.
    Kate stood by Shiloh ’s side while he basked in the accolades he well deserved. Knowing she’d be on display tonight, she’d changed her clothes, dressing with care, every item chosen to make a favorable impression yet not stand out. Her faded jeans were casual but not dumpy. And the Silverado was air-conditioned, so for once she’d let her hair down. The black mane fell past her shoulders. Her

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