Alpha Wolf: Black Mesa Wolves #2 (Werewolf Shifter Paranormal Romance) by J.K. Harper Read Free Book Online

Mine.
    Yes, Rafe thought. Mine.
    Inch by slow, captivating inch, Sara slid her beautiful body
into the water. She emitted little squeaks and gasps as the heated water moved
up her skin. Each noise elevated Rafe's eyebrows as well as his interest. He
felt his eyes widen a fraction, his pulse speed up, his breath rate increase.
Standing utterly still as he watched her, he took in the slow slide as the dark
waters caressed her ankles, then her toned calves, then her beautifully muscled
yet still feminine legs. As she carefully sank lower and lower, the water
swirled and curved toward her inner thighs and the inviting shadow at their
crux.
    Damn, how he wanted to stroke her right there with his
tongue.
    “Wow, this is crazy hot,” Sara said, her voice a strangled
gasp.
    “It sure is.” Rafe eyed her, letting the frank appreciation
come out in his tone.
    Sara's back stiffened and she turned her head toward him.
Her mouth was a small “o” of surprise. Rafe's imaginings of what he could do
with that sweet, luscious mouth increased the tightening in his groin and the
stirring in his blood.
    “I mean—the water. It's hot. Really hot,” Sara said.
    Rafe's eyes caught the darkening of her fair skin as more
blushing marched across her face, half hidden by blonde strands. It was so
unlike the usually straightforward, fun-loving wolf she presented to the world.
Knowing it was all for him, that he was the one causing her word babbling and
skin flushing, only further bolstered his sense of masculinity. Sara was
easygoing and fun-loving. He knew perfectly well she liked to bar-hop in town
sometimes, picking up local human cowboys for a little playtime. Despite the
fact it made him clench his jaw every time she'd come back to the pack den
smelling of another male, he'd never held it against her. She was a wolf, only
doing what came naturally.
    But he'd sure gotten damn tired of waiting for her to
realize he was the best wolf for her. The only one.
    “Coming in,” he said as warning. Slowly, silently despite
the breathtaking heat that almost sizzled his bare skin, Rafe stepped into the
pool with Sara.
     
     
    Sara practically stopped breathing when Rafe entered the
water next to her. She'd seen him naked hundreds of times in her life. Probably
thousands. She'd dropped her clothes in front of him a scant hour ago in the
parking lot and barely batted an eye. Being naked was as natural to a shifter
as breathing, or hunting.
    Apparently, it was a very different situation if a wolf was
really interested in another wolf, and when that interest was at a high point
after their run together. Because this whole being flustered thing was not
Sara's style. Not at all. She knew what she liked, she went for it, she got it,
she moved on. Easy peasy, no one got hurt, have a little fun and keep on going.
No one in the pack would ever expect her to get serious about a guy anytime
soon. Well, Lily seemed to think so, but that was just Lily being a good
friend. Sara wasn't the daughter of an alpha, nor did anyone expect her to ever
be a top ranking Guardian.
    Unless, of course, she could convince everyone otherwise.
    Including Rafe. Who was a top ranking Guardian, not to
mention eldest son of the Alpha and therefore in line to be Alpha himself, one
day.
    Sara dropped the rest of her body into the pool, hissing as
the delicious heat completely enveloped her. Pushing off the wall with her
feet, she propelled herself to the other side. It was only five feet across,
but being as far away from Rafe as possible suddenly seemed wise. She pressed
her back against the far wall and eyed him and his small but distinct grin with
wariness.
    Because, holy smokes, her hormones were revved up. All she
could envision was how they'd tangled the sheets back then, twisting and
turning and burning. He'd been pretty spectacular. Okay, they'd been
pretty spectacular, together. In bed spectacular.
    Rafe lounged back against the wall on the other side of the
hot pool. Even