right. It had been about a month since he’d seen his alpha, who was also his best friend. His conscience told him to keep his fangs to himself, respect Garret’s choice, but his feral desire demanded he claim what was his.
“But—”
“If you try anything, we’ll have a problem. A big fucking problem.” Patrick’s eyes held the full depth of his threat. It wasn’t empty. His muscles rippled under the array of intricate tats covering his arms. As much as Patrick and his other pack mates may love him, honor and tradition had to come first.
“Give her to me,” he said.
Patrick tightened his grip on the girl, making Cassidy whine.
“I’ll behave, but I need her, Red. Now.”
His pack mate nodded once and released his tight grip.
She jumped up to her feet and left the cabin once free, heading out into the wilderness. Even better. “Why are you both fighting?” Cassidy asked. “You know I’ll share myself with both of you.”
She didn’t know the half of it. Her ignorance to their true identities was another issue he had with his alpha. If it were up to him, she’d already be marked and well acquainted with his wolf.
They followed her to the other end of the clearing. The combined elements of nature pleased his wolf, adding to the strength of his desire.
“Yes, baby. Ignore him. I think it’ll take Matthew a while before he has his fill of you. I expect I’d be the same way after being pent up for a month.” Patrick winked over her head. Their little argument had been brushed over with a few words. If only she saw them fight when they shifted into their fur, she’d never be the same.
“I–I guess I can handle him.” She looked up at him now, no longer struggling. His cock was hard rock, and his wolf was clawing within him. He’d do his best to keep her pure until Garret decided to officially mark her. For now, he’d have to satisfy himself with her sweet little pussy.
“But you have doubts?” He chuckled, stripping off his jeans as he watched her reaction.
“Just try and go easy, okay?”
Matthew tilted his head and then shook it. He loved the apprehension in her voice. Soon she’d be begging for more and didn’t even realize it. “Sorry, little one. You’re just too damn sexy. I can’t seem to control myself around you.”
Patrick fondled her breasts, breathing in at her neckline. “She smells fucking delicious.”
“Get her on her knees.”
Patrick flipped her down, revealing her beautiful, round ass. He stroked his cock as he stood over her. The feminine line of her backbone sloped down at an elegant angle. He rubbed his palms over the globes of her ass, heating them, preparing her for what he had in store. Patrick had disappeared, but he’d be back, likely with salve from the cabin so they could double-team her.
“It’s just you and me again.” Matthew positioned himself behind her, squeezing her fleshy hips. He had to stifle the growl rolling up from his chest. He was teetering on shifting, more animal than man. Must have her. “I can’t wait to feel you squeeze my cock.”
She wiggled under his grip, whining like a spoiled child. “No more waiting.”
Matthew poised his cock and entered her in one smooth thrust. He exhaled once fully seated in her cunt. She was warm, almost hot, her walls tight around his erection. Heaven.
He looked high up through the spiderweb of leaves blocking out the blueness of the sky. This environment his element, the forest he knew well. With his mind clear of the drugs used during his captivity, he felt at one with nature once again. He was able to connect with his beast, rather than wrestle with it. He had to remind himself he was a shifter, not a natural-born wolf. A human female was his destiny since there were no female shifters. He had no qualms with keeping Cassidy. In fact, he wouldn’t have it any other way. As soon as they found Garret, Evan, and Travis, he’d insist they complete the mating bond. Until everything was