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

she answered his kiss with a touch of her tongue to his, then a hard suck as she dragged his inside her mouth. Rosh groaned, forcing back his inner wolf, who howled to be set free and claim her. If he hadn’t already realized how much he wanted her, his other half told him so now. He rolled to his side, holding her firmly as he tracked his fingers into her long, silky mane. It was as soft as he’d dreamed it would be for the past two nights.
    The dreams had tormented him, keeping him and his cousin, Renkon, away from their small home to sleep on the ground beside the hut. When she’d moaned in her fitful sleep, he and Renkon had taken turns, argued for turns, in fact, to soothe her fevered brow with a cool cloth. The women, among them Kira’s mother, Myla, had bathed her, but he wouldn’t let them take over her care. Although it wasn’t a man’s place to tend to a woman, he and Renkon had stood against tradition.
    He stroked her hair, breaking the kiss so he could search her face. Her eyes were lidded, the muscles of her face relaxed as she gave herself over to him. How had he not recognized her from the very start? To think that he might’ve never met her had he not played with Kira churned in his gut. But it was the thought of what had driven her from the road that made his blood run cold.
    He forced the worry away for later. For now, he would relish his time with her.
    “Rosh?”
    “Yes, Shay?”
    She started to speak her mind then stopped. “Nothing.”
    “No. This is definitely something.” He brought his mouth to hers, plundering her mouth with a barely restrained fervor. Lying with her, without even taking her yet, had changed sex for him forever. He had a feeling that she’d changed him forever.
    She pushed against his chest and made him lean away from her. “I don’t know you.”
    “You will. If I have anything to say about it, you will.” He’d meant what he’d said, but the cautious side of him shouted for him to stop promising her more than that very moment together. But he’d think about that tomorrow.
    He tugged the top of her dress lower, caught a nipple between his teeth, and reenacted part of his dream. She groaned and bowed her back, thrusting her breasts toward him. The simple act almost made him come, but when she lifted her leg, moving her dress higher on her thigh then placing her leg on top of his, he was sure he wouldn’t last much longer. He flicked his tongue between her breasts, tugging at first one then the other nipple.
    He pulled the hem higher and cupped her bare mons. As most of the women in The Hidden did, she wore no underwear. If he could stand it, he would give her pleasure first. If he didn’t, he was afraid that once he sank his cock deep inside her pussy, he’d lose all control and fuck her like a wild animal.
    He slipped two fingers between her folds and found her pussy, hot and wet, ready for him. His palm lay against the soft curls, and he swore before long he’d bury his nose between her legs and drink in her scent as well as her flavor.
    A vision of Renkon sucking on her breasts as he feasted on her pussy shuddered through him, but for now, he would take her without his cousin. Those in The Hidden coupled with more than one, usually three men to one woman, and, although he’d have no problem sharing her with his cousin, he wasn’t as sure about another man. Could he stand someone other than Renkon tugging on her nipple? Would he enjoy seeing another man rut her from behind? Or would the jealous twinge inside him grow stronger? But he’d worry about that tomorrow, too.
    Her clit pulsed against his fingers as he began to massage the sensitive area. She lay back and spread her legs wider, and he followed her without turning her pussy loose. Rubbing her clit in alternating hard then soft circles, he watched as she tugged the top of her dress under her breasts. The material supported her full tits, making them seem even larger and plumper.
    “Finger-fuck