Wendy's Wild Wolves [Shy River Pack 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Bec Adams Read Free Book Online

on Halloween.”
    “Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked, sitting up in bed so that she could see him more clearly. It probably wasn’t the best of ideas. Sitting up made her realize that the huge man lying beside her on the bed was actually naked. She tried not to look, but well, it had been a really long time since she’d seen an actual cock. Her thoughts trailed away when she realized Donovan had followed her line of sight and was apparently pleased by it. Wow, that was one impressive erection.
    “We didn’t tell you,” he said calmly, as if he wasn’t lying beside her naked and aroused, “because we weren’t authorized to do so. Technically, we’re still not, but under the circumstances it became necessary. Fighting off snake-shifters is near impossible in wolf form. It’s much easier with a shotgun.”
    “Did I kill them?” she asked worriedly.
    “No, they’ll recover from the rifle shots and maybe come after us again, but well, you’ve met Polly. We’re not even sure what he did, but it doesn’t seem like something worth killing for. The snakes were probably just doing their jobs the same way we are.”
    “But I saw them try to kill you and Sogarn.”
    “Yeah, but it was only a halfhearted attempt.” Halfhearted? Was this guy serious? “It’s okay,” Donovan said, apparently misreading her reaction. He reached for her and pulled her down the bed and into his embrace. “We’ll protect you if they return.”
    “But who will protect you?”
    Donovan laughed softly, his warmth enveloping her, infusing her with a sense of calm that she hadn’t really felt in many years. “We’ve been doing this a long time. You’re in good hands.”
    Yes, she was. In fact, a wicked part of her wished those hands would move just a little. The soft touch against her abdomen was very appealing, but she was quickly coming to hope he would caress a little higher or perhaps even a little lower.
    She shivered slightly, trying to hide her arousal, and once again Donovan seemed to mistake her reaction as fear. “It’s okay, sweetheart. Get some rest.” He moved them both to a more comfortable position, sighing softly as he pressed his hard cock against the crease of her ass. She was fully clothed with a blanket over her, but she couldn’t help sighing in return. How was it that she felt so comfortable in the arms of a man who was essentially a stranger?
     
    * * * *
     
    Donovan tried not to breathe too deeply. At first he’d worried that she was frightened, but then the sweet smell of her arousal had reached his nose and it had taken all of his strength not to do something inappropriate—like strip her clothes off and bury his cock deep inside her body. He ground his teeth together, trying to will away his poorly timed physical reaction.
    “D–Donovan?” she asked in a timid voice as if she wasn’t quite sure how to pronounce his name.
    “Yes, sweetheart?”
    “Do you remember everything I said to you in wolf form?”
    Of course he did. When he shifted into a wolf he was still conscious of his actions—he figured that was pretty obvious by the way they’d reacted to both her ex’s attack and the snake-shifters’ attempt to abduct Polly—so her question was a little confusing. He moved away slightly so that he could roll her onto her back and see her face.
    “What’s this about, Wendy?”
    She blushed prettily, and he couldn’t help pressing his lips to hers for a quick kiss. He trailed his fingers over her stomach, absently wishing she wasn’t wearing clothes and hidden under a blanket, and waited for her to answer.
    “I just…I’m sorry for, you know, complaining to you all the time. I mean, if I’d known you were men instead of wolves…” Her words trailed off, and she looked at him worriedly. “You are men who turn into wolves, aren’t you? Not wolves who turn into men?”
    He smiled at her worried question. “Yes, Wendy. Both forms are natural for us, but we think and behave like men