Bosun by V. Vaughn Read Free Book Online

lose it on you.” I grin. “I figure if Katie can marry a werewolf, then I’m probably safe with you.”
    “You’re always be safe with me, Devon.” He takes one step closer to me. “That is, if you want to be.”
    I shake my head slowly. “I don’t know. I don’t know what being with you would mean.”
    “I’ll show you.” Bosun holds out his hand for me, but I ignore it to walk over and pick up my wine glass. I’m afraid my physical attraction is too strong for me to think straight, and I need time to process this information. I take a sip and let the rich berry flavor sit on my tongue for a moment before I swallow. “So the guys in high school with the big trucks. Are they werewolves?”
    Bosun nods and offers a smile. “Yes. Those guys the other night at Pete’s? Most of them are part of my pack.”
    Okay, so my boyfriend gets hairy and howls. I suppose it could be worse. I put my glass down and step closer to him to place my hand on his chest. “You really were sniffing me the other day, weren’t you?”
    He places a super-warm hand over mine. “I was. And I wasn’t kidding about you smelling amazing. There’s a lot more I need to tell you, if you’re willing to listen.”
    “Okay, lay a little more on me.”
    He lifts my chin, and even though I’m nervous about what he’s told me, I can’t help the physical desire coiling in my belly. “This attraction we feel means something.”
    You got that right. It means that even though you’re part dangerous dog, I still want to get you naked.
    Bosun says, “We’re true mates.”
    I snort. “You’re kidding. True mates? I’m a human, I can’t be your mate.”
    “No, technically you can’t. Yet.”
    Whoa. Is he suggesting... “Hang on. What do you mean by yet?”
    “In order to be mated, I need to turn you into a werewolf.”
    I step away from him. “Okay.” I hold my hand up in a T. “Time out. I think I’m doing a pretty good job of accepting you’re a wolf. I still want to kiss you, so that tells me I’d even consider a relationship. But no way am I going to become one of you.”
    “That’s fine. I’m not asking you.” He touches my arm lightly as if I’m a skittish kitten. “I’m surprised you haven’t run, screaming.”
    Oh, God. He was afraid I’d think he was a freak. “Oh, no.” I reach up and place my palm on his cheek. “Maybe I should be, but I’m not afraid of you, Bosun. Not at all.”
    Lust is coursing through my body, and a flush of heat surges in me. “Can we—” I’m having trouble remembering what I was going to ask. Oh hell. I pull his head down and kiss him.

CHAPTER TEN
    A tiny voice in my head tries to tell me this isn’t a good idea, but I backhand it out of the way as I let my mouth explore Bosun’s. When he breaks away to start on my neck, I know I’m gone. Cotton wads up in my hands as I grasp his shirt. “This feels so good.”
    His mouth nibbles down my chest to the edge of my top as his hands slide under it and move up my back. My nipples ache to be touched, and I let go of him to lift my shirt over my head. Bosun lets out sigh when he sees my breasts and cups them over my bra. He whispers, “So beautiful, Devon.”
    I unhook my bra and let the straps fall off my shoulders for Bosun to remove it. It whooshes lightly to the ground as he suckles me. His teeth bite my taut peak lightly and send a shock wave through me that makes me tremble. I say, “I can’t stand. Can we move to the couch?”
    Bosun shakes his head and scoops me up in his arms. “I’m taking you to my bed. Is that okay?”
    “God, yes.” I lick his neck to taste him as he carries me us up the stairs to the loft. My high heels thump on the stairs as I kick them off on the way. I squeal when he drops me on the bed. Lifting up on my elbows, I say, “Strip for me.”
    Bosun whips off his shirt to reveal a chest that makes me sigh. He works on his pants more slowly. I ask, “You know what would turn me on even