Shay's Shifters [Mountain Men of Montana 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Jane Jamison Read Free Book Online Page A

whatever you want whenever you want it?”
    He bit down on her earlobe just enough to sting but not enough to hurt. She gasped but didn’t attempt to move away.
    “Well, yeah. If I have any say about it. Doesn’t everyone? Are you planning on chomping my earlobe off?”
    She jerked her head to the side, pulling his teeth off her ear then cupping her hand over it. “Shit, man. A bit animalistic, don’t you think?”
    “So you’re a princess, huh?”
    He tilted his head, daring her to deny his accusation. She didn’t. Instead, she dropped her gaze down the length of their bodies.
    Was she trying to see his erection? He let a small smile escape. “Can’t you feel that I want you?”
    Her gaze whipped back to his, then pointedly glanced down then up again. “Trust me. It’s no big deal.”
    He let his body push against hers a little harder then worked his leg between hers. “Is that so? If it’s not, then why are you hot against my leg? Hell, I can feel your juices through my jeans.”
    Surprise then shyness flitted across her face until her brash nature came back in full force. “Don’t flatter yourself.”
    “What’s your name?”
    “What?”
    His abrupt change in the conversation had thrown her. “I asked you your name. After all we’ve been through, don’t you think we should know each other’s names?”
    “Sure. I need to know who to tell the police to lock up.”
    He laughed then pushed his leg harder against her crotch. She inhaled again, and, for a moment, he thought she might wrap her legs around his waist. He was disappointed when she didn’t. “I’m Rosh McClain. And you?”
    She blinked then whispered the name he’d longed to hear since finding her unconscious by his side. “Shay. Shay Mathews. Now get off me.”
    “Shay. I like it. It fits you.”
    “I’m so glad you approve.”
    Her sarcasm was as enchanting as her wit. “You’ve slept for two days, but I see it hasn’t improved your disposition.”
    “Two days? No. That can’t be.” She struggled against him then gave up.
    “You took a good knock on the head. But don’t worry. You’ve already healed.” He widened his smile then lowered to kiss the sweet swell of her breast. “Not that your wound stopped you for long.”
    Was it his imagination, or was she taking deeper breaths? He slid his tongue from one breast to the other. His body hummed with need as he searched her eyes and found the answer he’d hoped for. She wanted him as much as he wanted her.
    “Look, Mr. McClain—”
    “Shh. And the name’s Rosh.”
    “Rosh, you’ve got to take me back to my car.”
    “I’ll think about it. If you’re a good girl.”
    He could see that she recognized a line when she heard one.
    He turned her wrists loose and caressed her cheek before taking her by the chin. “Show me how good you can be, Shay.”
    He kissed her then, giving into the sexual tug that had fired to life when he’d plopped her on the ground and pulled off her clothes. He’d hated that she’d reacted as though he was going to rape her, but he hadn’t had the time to explain. The only way into The Hidden was through the water and only during specific time periods, including when they’d arrived at the top of the waterfall. If she’d jumped with her clothes on, the weight of the water soaking into her clothes would’ve dragged her to the bottom.
    But that no longer mattered. He’d explain in time. All that mattered now was the softness of her lips. Her mouth opened to his like a rose opening to a new day, and he slipped his hand under the hem of her dress. His hand skimmed over her smooth skin, moving upward to take her breast even as he relished the sensation of her body pressed close to his.
    He gently slipped his tongue into her mouth and waited for her reaction, letting her take the lead since he’d had to force her to go with him into The Hidden. He’d done it for her, but he doubted she’d see it that way. At least, not at first.
    To his joy,