Werewolf Mates [Pack Law 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Becca van Read Free Book Online

ass, he slowly untied the robe, spreading the material aside so he had access to her naked flesh. Growling into her mouth when she withdrew her tongue and finally her mouth from his, he rested his forehead against hers and opened his eyes and nearly came in his pants.
    Her irises were nearly hidden by her largely dilated pupils and were glazed over with lust. Following the pink in her cheeks he looked down her neck and chest. She was absolutely exquisite. He knew she would be, but his imagination hadn’t done her justice. Hard brown-and-rosy nipples stood out on her breasts, which were creamy white, the delicate blue veins visible under her skin, and her mounds were a delectable handful.
    Chet moved his hand up and cupped her warm, soft flesh, groaning with delighted arousal as her turgid peak stabbed into the palm of his hand. His mouth salivating for a taste, he kneaded her breast and slowly lowered his head. Her citrusy scent wrapped around him, and he opened his mouth, sucking the hard tip in between his lips, and he knew in that moment that one taste of his mate would never be enough.
    He let her flesh go, moving his hand away, but kept suckling on her sensitive nub and smoothed his hand down over her belly. She bucked her hips into his and mewled when he thrust his forward. His jeans were becoming damp from the juices leaking out of her cunt, and he needed to feel her slick heat against his fingers. Moving his palm down over her stomach, he caressed his way around her thigh, touching her soft, wet labia with the tips of his fingers. She was so hot and wet and her scent was calling so strongly to his wolf, he could barely restrain his animal from taking over and claiming her right then and there.
    Knowing he had to get control, he threw his head back, closed his eyes, and inhaled deeply. His wolf was on the precipice of taking over. He felt claws erupt on the hand under her ass and quickly withdrew his fingers from against her wet pussy. He looked down. Seeing her eyes widen with shock, he knew his eyes had changed to gold. Releasing her, he let her slide down his body, and when she was steady on her feet, he stepped back and turned away as she clutched the gaping robe.
    “What the hell are you?” she whispered through ragged pants for air.
    “Sam,” he growled. “Go to your room, darlin’, and lock the door.”
    Listening intently he heard the rustle of her robe as she closed it, and then she ran, the door to the bedroom slammed closed, and his wolf’s senses picked up the slight snick as the lock was engaged.
    “Roan, Justin, I just fucked up in a big way.” He ran for the door to their suite. Pulling his clothes from his body, he ran down the stairs and out into the cool night air. Bones popping and cracking, muscles contorting, he leapt from the front steps with two legs and landed agilely on four. He ran through the trees, leaped over fallen limbs, and howled.
    “What did you do?” Justin asked.
    “I kissed her and nearly lost control of my wolf. My hands began to change, and she saw my eyes. I had to tell her to go to her room and lock the door. I was so fucking close to biting her, claiming her, I had to get out of there.”
    Chet could smell that his brothers were close. Leaping a fallen tree, he came upon them suddenly in a clearing. The moonlight shone on their glossy pelts. Roan’s wolf stepped forward, his golden eyes on Chet.
    “Fuck, Chet. You were the one to tell us to leave, and here you are telling us you nearly claimed her. What the hell? Was she scared?” Roan inquired.
    Chet licked his muzzle sheepishly. “Yeah, sort of.”
    “What the fuck does that mean?”
    “She was more nervous than scared, but she did what I told her.” Justin began to pace the clearing, aggravated, but Chet continued, “We’re going to have to tell her what we are. Sam needs to know the truth about us so she doesn’t become frightened and take it into her head to run off.”
    “I think we should leave it