3#Unlikely Mates: BBW Shifter/Vampire Romance (Their Everything) by Charlene Hartnady Read Free Book Online

Becky moaned low
and deep. A throaty sound that made his cock throb with need.
    How
would it feel to take her simultaneously? The wolf at her front and him at the
back. He growled both in need and in frustration. It wouldn’t be possible. She
was too tight to be able to take them both.
    What
the fuck was he thinking?
    This
was Becky. A human. She would never go for it. Besides, they had a deal. He had
to ensure that he won her. This was his mate, not some quick fuck.
    This
time when he growled it was in irritation. The wolf’s eyes flashed open. He
grinned, his hands tightened on her ass and his mouth once again closed on her
nipple. The hand closest to Ross moved down, disappearing under her skirt to
fondle her mound.
    His
female groaned.
    Not
a fuck.
    “My
fucking turn.” He growled, pulling her onto his lap. Thank fuck the wolf
conceded or he would have had to break a few bones.
    Becky
was limp in his arms. She kissed him back. His eyes went to the wolf as he slid
his hand up her skirt quickly finding the elastic of her panties. If the wolf
could touch her there then so could he. His little human was soaking fucking
wet. Her eyes flew open. “No,” she moaned. “I don’t think we should…” She ended
on a sharp hiss as his finger breached her pussy.
    There
was a growl from outside the bars. His eyes flew to Gideon. Four was a fucking
crowd. “Turn the fuck around and get your hand out of your pants.”
    The
male’s eyes narrowed but he complied, obviously knowing what was good for him.
Ross may be tied up right now but the male would hurt eventually if he didn’t
listen.
    “Shouldn’t
be touching her.” The male mumbled but didn’t try to stop what was happening.
Gideon knew his rank.
    All
the while, he kept pumping into her, his thumb slipped and slid over her clit
in the same easy rhythm.

Chapter 5
     
    Becky
knew that she shouldn’t be doing this. The problem was, it felt too good to
tell Ross to stop.
    All
wrapped up in his strong arms. The hard ridge of his cock dug into her ass.
Rushe’s heated gaze bore into her. She squeezed her eyes shut. They were taking
turns touching her.
    Both
of them.
    She
should be freaking out. Telling them to stop. Instead, her blood heated. Her
need to come was becoming unbearable. It was difficult, but she managed to
crack open her lids. Rushe’s beautiful blue eyes glowed softly. His chest
heaved. Both males were smeared with blood. Rushe’s shirt was ripped. In short,
they had never looked sexier.
    Ross
picked up the pace and her eyes clamped shut once again.
    “That’s
it.” Ross murmured while kissing her neck.
    She
was panting and moaning. Feeling like a wanton slut but she couldn’t care less
right now. Not when her skin was tightening, pleasure coiling in her belly.
    “My
fucking turn.” Rushe growled so low that she felt the vibration in her core.
    She
whimpered as he pulled her from Ross’ lap. Rushe used his knee to shove her
legs open. Although she could barely think straight and was shaking with need,
she felt him readjust her skirt, probably to ensure that her ass was covered.
Quite frankly, she didn’t care, just as long as he kept touching her. His hand
pushed her panties aside as he quickly took over from where Ross had left off. Thank
you God!
    “You’re
so wet, honey,” Rushe growled into her ear.
    A
low groan came from somewhere outside the cell.
    “Don’t,”
Ross growled back.
    It
had her tensing up. Shit! That strange male was right there, just a few
feet away. How had she forgotten about him? He would totally witness her orgasm,
which was going to happen very freaking soon.
    “Easy,
honey.” Rushe said, adding a second thick finger. Becky let her head fall onto
his shoulder as he zoned in on her g-spot making it difficult to remember her
name let alone why he needed to stop.
    “Yes.”
She gripped his wrist, worried that he might pull away. Everything tightened
back up. Her nipples throbbed. Her juices trickled down her thighs.