Sassy Ever After: Mate of Honor (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Renee George Read Free Book Online Page A

sandalwood overrode her fighting senses, that, and a loud growl, followed by a lot of yipping and whining as a new, even bigger wolf arrived and chased the bitch off. Bailey recognized the white paw. Forrest had tracked her down.
    Quickly, she jumped into the stream. Not to get away this time, but to rinse the other female’s scent from her fur. The idea of Forrest seeing her as weak was unbearable.
    He transformed into a man again and watched her, his expression curious. “You’re not running,” he said. “Good.”
    Bailey, feeling like a wet rat as she trotted back onto land, shook out her fur. The water spray showered Forrest. The look of surprise made her laugh, which came out as a series of high-pitched squeals.
    Forrest raised a brow. “You think that’s funny, huh?”
    Maybe , she thought. Definitely .
    “Let me see you,” Forrest said. “I want to look at your body.”
    She knew he meant he wanted to see her in her human form. Sudden modesty gripped at her throat. She was comfortable in her skin for the most part, but she wasn’t sure how comfortable Forrest would be with extra-extra. The possibility he might reject her scared her.
    As if sensing her hesitation, Forrest said, “You’re beautiful, Bailey Corsac. I’ve never met anyone who makes me so fucking hard.”
    She whimpered because it was all her animal self could manage as her fur turned to skin and her sleek body became a series of fleshy curves. When she finished, she stood and waited for him to speak.
    Instead, Forrest circled Bailey like a predator stalking his prey. He dipped his head and sniffed her hair. The heat of his breath shimmered across her skin. When he faced her again, his eyes were lit with something akin to fire.
    She resisted the urge to cover herself. “If you don’t quit looking at me like that, I’m going to shift back into a fox.”
    “Looking at you like what?”
    “You know, like I’m a push-up pop that you can’t wait to suck on.”
    “Oh, I haven’t had an orange Creamsicle in years. I bet you taste really good.”
    Bailey wet her lips and swallowed the knot in her throat. “You’re teasing me.”
    Forrest growled low, sexy. The sound made her lower parts go tight and wet. He inhaled deeply through his nose. “I can smell your arousal, Bailey.” His tone had dropped two octaves lower than normal.
    Emboldened by him, she asked, “Is the big bad wolf going to eat me?”
    “Only if you ask nicely.” Forrest’s voice went tight and quiet. “Come here.”
    Unable to resist him, she took a step in his direction.
    “Closer,” he whispered, barely audible. “I want to tell you something.”
    Cautiously, Bailey drew close enough to feel the rising heat from his skin.
    Quick as a cobra strike, Forrest’s arm wrapped around her, his large palm sweeping behind her neck. She yipped as he pulled her against him; the feel of his hard flesh against her skin stole her breath.
    “That’s better.” He grinned.
    Before Bailey could respond, he covered her mouth with his. His tongue slipped between her lips, and while her mind told her this was a very bad idea, her libido had plans of its own. She met his kiss with fierce passion. Her tongue danced against his until she felt a sharp pain then the taste of blood. Her damn canines had dropped with her fox just below the surface, and she’d punctured his tongue.
    Her first impulse was to pull back when the warm salted liquid dusted her taste buds, but the way it provoked Forrest’s passion spurred Bailey on. His cock rubbed against her stomach just below her breasts.
    “Fuck,” he said in a harsh whisper. “You drive me wild, woman.” He lifted her from the ground and wrapped his arms around her tightly while he feasted on her lips. “You’re so goddamn beautiful. Beautiful.”
    “You’re aggravating.” She moaned. “And arrogant.”
    “And beautiful,” he added.
    “Yes,” she panted. “And that. Definitely that.”
    His hands under her thighs moved