Enemy Red by Marie Harte Read Free Book Online

sensual lull she’d been riding. She couldn’t have said why, but admitting to his claim seemed a bit too real, too much. This was just sex. Nothing more. Not with a wolf who was the enemy, a werewolf and a fucking future alpha .
    He flopped down on the bed beside her and pulled her on top of him. Her tension dissipated like mist.
    “Such a sexy alpha,” he murmured, his gaze half closed, drugged with satisfaction. “ My sexy alpha.”
    “I bet Mike Barton would disagree with you there.” She rested her cheek down on his chest and exhaled softly.
    “Mike Barton can kiss my ass. No, make that, you should kiss my ass. Who knows, I might like it.” Fenris rubbed her back, his touch both possessive and tender. “You feel like silk. As cool as the Wolf’s own spring and as soothing as the sun’s warmth over winter fur.”
    She smiled, amused at this poetic side of her lover. God, I have a lover. “You’re cute when you’re satisfied. So lyrical.”
    He chuckled, and his heart began to slow under her ear. “You’re a mate worth keeping. A bossy female with a great ass.” He cupped her butt in his hands and slid a finger around the rim of her anus then pulled back. “Wait until I take you here. When my second wolf claims you for his own.”
    Second wolf—werewolf. Mate? “Fenris?”
    She wanted to ask about the werewolf, about his casual disdain for his alpha, about anything that made sense concerning this strange lust that continued to morph into something more. But her lover had fallen asleep. For once willing to follow someone else, she closed her eyes, inhaled his scent, and joined him for a nap. Just a little one, until she found the energy to join the clan again.

Chapter Four

    “So tell me again about this living box thing?” Jericho asked two weeks later.
    The bear sat up to his hairy chest in a spacious hot spring deep in the forest. Fenris, Brett and Brody Nash—the annoying red wolf brothers—and Gibson, a brown fox, basked in the soothing water after a day spent hunting.
    To his surprise, Fenris actually liked the group. He’d spent his first week under Red’s watchful eye, not surprised when she sent him to Jericho . Though the sex between Fenris and the alpha grew more and more explosive each night, the days were filled with tension. Red didn’t trust him, that he knew. She also expected him to turn on his clan, which he’d never do. He didn’t agree with Uncle Mike on most clan matters, but he’d never go against his own. Not when Red had every intention of ripping out the Silver alpha’s throat.
    “Spill it, Goldie. What’s the deal with a mating ceremony? Anything we should know, if and when Rudra’s mom tries that on us?” Brody asked. “I wouldn’t put it past her. Woman’s always trying to match lone wolves.”
    Fenris sighed. “It’s Fenris, not Goldie. I think your alpha’s a bad influence.”
    “Damn straight.” Brett laughed. “But she can kick our collective asses, and she’s pretty pleasant when she’s not dealing with the Silver Clan. So we do what she says—”
    “—when she says it,” Brody finished for him. “Now, this box?”
    Fenris explained why he’d been running in the forest the day they’d found him. “My uncle had this notion that my brother and I need to mate. By the Wolf, we’re—” No need to tell them he was still considered a pup by many. Jericho and the others treated him like an equal, and he had no intention of changing their minds. “It’s too soon for us to be tied down to one lone female. And the Silver Clan females are too bitchy for my peace of mind. Not one of them has ever held my attention for more than a night.” Not like Red.
    “But how do you know the ceremony actually works? Just more priest bullshit,” Jericho offered. “In my old clan, they tried that same crap with us. But my old man told the priest to go to hell.” He frowned. “’Course, not more than a few days later we were thrown out of the Great