Unleashed: Volume 2 (Unleashed #2) by Callie Harper Read Free Book Online

trailing my
hot tongue in a circle around her nipple. She writhed under me as I
tortured her, not touching her aching, swollen bud, not giving her
what she needed.
    “Declan!” she
nearly screamed, until I closed my mouth directly over her nipple,
pulling it between my teeth, harder than last time.
    Shocked, she smacked
her head back against the wall. I’d never seen anything more
gorgeous than Kara swept away with lust, mouth open, eyes closed, her
tits in my hands, in my mouth. I could tell she was eager and ready
for anything I wanted to do to her. And I’d fantasized about doing
so very many things, so many filthy, nasty, dirty things she’d beg
me to do to her.
    Only she wasn’t
filthy, dirty and nasty. She was a sweet, naïve, innocent girl who
had the shit luck to stumble into the den of a beast like me. And she
wasn’t mine to take. She was my boss’s daughter, explicitly
forbidden in every way.
    I pulled away. I don’t
know how I did it, but somehow I battled myself off of her, away from
her. Infuriated, impotent rage coursed through me. I turned away,
desperate for what I couldn’t have.
    “Get out of here,”
I barked at her, striding back into the shadowy depths of the barn.
    “What?” she asked
behind me, breathless and confused. “Declan?” she called after
me.
    “Now!” I bellowed,
leaving no room for questions, no opening for discussion. Commanding,
firm. Brutal.
    She did as I told her,
leaving me alone in the cold, dark barn, my hands clenched in fury.
With an explosion of rage, my fists found a bale of hay and tore into
it, punching, pummeling, grinding it into the ground. Consumed by
hunger, longing, fury at being deprived.
    Panting, my knuckles
bloody from pounding the rough floor planks, I stopped myself. It
didn’t do any good to scrounge around in the dark like an animal.
I’d had enough days like that in my life, fighting for survival,
scrabbling through foster homes, a brute resorting to my fists.
    That wasn’t me, not
anymore. I was on the cusp of something bigger and better. I didn’t
know what it would be yet, not exactly, but it was so close I could
almost taste it. And I needed this job to make it happen. I couldn’t
screw up and get in trouble. Harlan would badmouth me and who knew,
that standing offer from the other ranch to come back and work in the
fall might dry right up. There I’d be yet again, stranded and
empty-handed.
    It was too big a risk.
I still had a whole summer ahead of me on Harlan’s ranch, a summer
of long, hot nights. But I had to spend them away from her. Kara
tempted me like no other, but this wasn’t going to happen. It had
to be that way.
    §
    A couple of days later
I was packing up the truck. Harlan and I were leaving for a two-night
trip. He wanted to check out a ranch in Wyoming, buy some new steer,
talk to a guy about a grain swap. He had a whole list of things. I
was happy he’d asked me to come along. I’d been hoping to get a
chance to talk to him. He was sitting on a gold mine if he’d only
open his eyes to it.
    Right now, I could see
the writing on the wall. His ranch was going belly up. But he had a
great property, set right in the middle of a perfect patch of
wilderness, creeks and trails and all sorts of shit city folk would
love to come enjoy. He could turn it around, open his place up to
tourists. They’d pay, I knew they would. I didn’t know how it
would go, whether he’d be up for it, but I’d try to talk to him.
He might just go for it.
    Kara came out to the
barn, all honey and sugar, pretty little flowers on her dress. She
had a package she was delivering into the cab of the truck, some corn
bread wrapped in a tea towel and a thermos. Like she was carrying
that night she had come down to my cabin.
    “For me?” I had to
ask.
    She nearly jumped out
of her skin, whipping around with a hand up to her chest. Guess she
hadn’t seen me.
    “What are you doing
here?” she asked, like it was strange for me to be in the