Ryan's Treasure by Becca Dale Read Free Book Online Page B

those stunning eyes of yours.”
    “Do you think if you flatter me enough, I’ll forget you walked in while I was naked?”
    Her moodiness didn’t lessen the fire raging in his blood. “You had no clothes last night.”
    “I had fur.”
    “Not by the pond.”
    She slipped around him. Gaze down, she hurried to the low dresser near the wall opposite the window. “That was a mistake.”
    “You think so?” The denial of her passion hurt unexpectedly. He caught her arm, so she couldn’t avoid him. “I disagree.”
    “It doesn’t matter what you think, Ryan. It won’t happen again.” She pulled away to jerk on a pair of jeans and an oversized sweatshirt, hiding her fading bruises and her pretty little tits.
    His groin tightened. Before the day was out, her breeding instinct would overshadow her fears, and his ability to control himself would weaken accordingly. He’d ensure she was back in her room, safe and sound, by the time her heat reached its crest—with him and every other randy male locked outside. Until then, he’d play protector no matter how much he wanted her wrapped around his dick. “Take all the time you need to adjust to the idea, gorgeous. I’m in no hurry.”
    She lifted her head up with a defensive snarl. “You’re awfully cocky in another man’s house.”
    “Jake’s not your man.”
    “He’s my brother.”
    He fought a grin but failed. “Exactly.” When she scowled at him, he sat on the corner of her bed, no longer even trying to hide his smile. “Put some shoes on.”
    She eyed him warily but sat at the desk and tugged on socks and hiking boots. Struggling with the unfamiliar laces, she tried to tie her shoes, a task so familiar to most adults, so foreign to her. Suddenly, she paled from bending forward too long, her strength not up to par. He was at her side before she could fall and pressed her back against the wide chair.
    “Easy, Nadi. Don’t rush.” He rubbed his thumbs over her wrists, soothing her and testing her pulse. Once color returned to her cheeks, he laced her boots for her, pulling the strings tight around her slender ankles.
    “I hate being weak.”
    “I know.” He stood and offered her a hand up. “I make a good pack mule. Want a lift to your surprise?”
    Pulling away, she shook her head. “No.”
    “Would you rather wait another day or two until you’re stronger?”
    Her spirit returned, and she straightened her spine. “Will I like it?”
    “I hope so.” Stepping to the side, he gestured toward the door. “You game?”
    “Is it far?”
    “I have my motorcycle. All you have to do is hang on.”
     
     
    Nadi’s fingers were cold, and her knees felt weak. A strange warmth hummed in her blood. Whether dizzy from the proximity of the massive man in front of her or the head rush she’d suffered, she didn’t know. Jake had promised his foster brother wouldn’t hurt her, and when their sister and her kitten had dropped by, Kya had said the same thing. Lynx had rushed to curl and spin around her uncle’s legs until he scooped her up and blew against her tummy to make the baby scream, her tail whipping in delight. His family believed Ryan had hung the moon in the sky just so others had something to howl at.
    Memories of his gentle touch combined with his rough voice while he led her to orgasm near the creek sent a shiver through her. The guy sparked a wild hunger in her, which frightened her almost as much as the man himself. Not that he’d reacted violently against anyone except Diablo, but the potential sat on his broad shoulders and circled his thick biceps. He didn’t have to raise his deep voice or lift a finger to be intimidating. Great beasts bowed to his command. His wolf had ripped out the throat of a man and walked away while the body bled out. But the mighty beast had cradled a runt pup in one hand while assisting its mother into a van with the other before nestling the baby at her side. Goodness rode his wide back in the same manner power