Feral Bachelorism by Lacey Savage Read Free Book Online

everything to Sean he should have done that first night they were together.
    This time, he’d take it slow. He’d lavish Sean’s body with as much pleasure as a man could handle, and then when his lover begged for mercy, Brad would fuck him until they both screamed their passion into the night air. He turned around, still grinning, his palm wrapped around his dick -- and gazed into a pair of wide, dark eyes.
    “Hmm… imagine that. I take off for a little while and you’ve already replaced me,” Ali said, arching an eyebrow. The sight of her crooked grin hit home, like the sharp edge of a knife stabbing straight into Brad’s heart.

 
     
     
    Chapter Four
     
    “Why are you here?” Brad asked, his voice painfully raw.
    “My big brother’s wedding is sort of a big deal, no?” She laughed, and the sound brought back a slew of memories.
    Images slammed into Brad’s gut faster than he could catch his breath. Ali riding her bicycle, struggling to keep up with Brad and J.C. Ali shifting for the first time when she turned sixteen, her lithe body changing into the sleek form of a perfect white wolf. Ali laying in bed beside him, naked, her glorious body his for the taking.
    And his pillow, still indented from the shape of her head, lying empty one morning.
    “Leave,” he said bluntly. He didn’t care why she’d returned. Just hearing her speak tore at old wounds he’d thought he’d learned to ignore, even if they never quite healed. “Turn around and go back wherever it is you came from. We don’t need you here.”
    She licked her lips, slowly, deliberately. “Are you sure? I could stay for a little while… just long enough to take care of that boner you’re nursing all by yourself.”
    “I’m not by myself,” Brad shot back. “At least, I won’t be for long.”
    “I heard.” She stepped in front of the window, and a silvery beam of moonlight hit her flawless tanned skin.
    Brad sucked in a breath at the sight of her. Until that moment, she’d been mostly hidden in shadows, her tall, slender body obscured by the gloom.
    She stood before him fully naked except for a pair of thigh-high black leather boots. Instead of looking out of place on her nude form, the boots gave her nakedness a raw sexual quality that sent blood rushing into his cock. Her hands were fixed on her hips, her head titled slightly to the side. A playful smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
    Brad heard a groan echo through the room. It took him a full two seconds to realize it has been his own.
    He gritted his teeth and thought of the way he’d felt after she left, hurt and confused, and then finally, numb. He gathered those feelings around him like a protective cloak and swept past her out of the cabin.
    Stopping in front of the small porch, he breathed in a lungful of damp night air. The fresh scent of the forest helped clear his head, though it did nothing for the raging storm pounding in his groin.
    “You’re angry,” Ali said, coming up behind him.
    Brad stiffened at the nearness of her. He could smell her feminine scent, potent and arousing. The exotic fragrance was the same as it had been all those years ago. Even after so much time had passed, he’d still recognize it anywhere.
    She was horny. The musky aroma of her lust floated through the air like a night-blooming flower, teasing his nostrils, awakening every urge to bury himself in the tight, wet warmth of this woman; a woman whose existence he’d been denying since the day she left.
    “I really think you should leave. My…” His paused, scrambling for the right word. What was Sean? His date? His lover? He took a deep breath and tried again. “I have a friend coming over.”
    “Some friend. Not every pal would give a guy a hand when he so desperately needs one.”
    She walked around him, her smile teasing yet predatory. Her teeth glowed white in the moonlight. The lamp hanging from his door had been set on a timer, and it flicked on as she slid past it.
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