Werewolf Me by Amarinda Jones Read Free Book Online

flesh take over her body and make her his to control. She gripped at the wall looking for purchase as she spread her legs wider to accommodate his entry. When his cock was lodged all the way inside, they stood still and close so only the sound of their breathing could be heard.
    “I don’t think I will ever get enough of you,” he whispered against her ear.
    The soft, sucking wet kisses he placed down her neck and onto her shoulders made Truro shiver with anticipation at what was to come. There was something so sensual and seductive about being filled and waiting for a lover to move. “Wolf man?”
    “Yes, petal?”
    “What am I going to do when you go?” Truro stiffened in surprise. That wasn’t what she had meant to say. She was going to urge him to move and to make her come and yet the need to know what came next was more important. Was that even rational considering neither knew the other’s name? Truro shook her head. “Forget I said that. I’m really very needy at the moment.” She edged back to make him move.
    “There is so much I need to explain to you.”
    Was there? What could there be for two strangers having sex? Truro turned her head to look at him. “I just want you to please move within me.” She needed to remember that rush of feeling she’d felt last night.
    “We will talk.” He pulled halfway out of her body and pushed back inside.
    Oh yes . “Fuck first. Talk later.” His chuckle reverberated down her spine as he continued a slow and deep thrusting back and forward. Truro panted softly, eager to take whatever was on offer. His balls grinding against her ass made her heart race. She felt the perspiration on her upper lip as she tried to hold back the small whimpering sounds the plunging heat of his cock drove her on to make. Once more Truro felt the wolf tattoo burning into her skin. She felt an overwhelming feeling of rightness, that what was happening was not just sex between strangers. It was something more. Something indefinable.
    “You are so tight and delicious,” he growled, his hands moving around to caress her breasts as he continued with kissing her shoulders and back.
    Truro sighed as his fingers played with her nipples. She was so hot that it was no surprise to her when she felt her body start to tremble under the beginnings of an orgasm. As if he knew this, her lover quickened his pace, thrusting harder. Truro bit her tongue as she felt the scream come to her lips. She didn’t want anyone rushing into the ladies room to investigate. “Oh, wolf man…”
    “Next time I want to go slowly,” he murmured against her ear as he pushed himself on to release. “I want to start licking you from your toes up, not missing an inch of skin. I want you wet from my tongue and your own juices.”
    Oh God. If only there would be a next time . It was then that Truro screamed. The orgasm that shot through her loins and up her spine, was so powerful that she knew she would have fallen to the ground if he had not held her so tightly. His laugh of pure, masculine delight was cocky yet sweet. Truro held on to the wall, loving every pounding thrust he delivered until he came with a strangled howl of satisfaction.
    “Good?”
    “Amazing,” Truro gasped out as she tried to catch her breath and make her heart less frantic. Please God let there be a next time.
    ———
    As they walked back to the cars, Murphy smelled the blood before he saw it. He grabbed hold of her arm and held on fast. Although he was yet to learn her name, Murphy did not want the love of his life walking into danger.
    “Holy crap! There’s blood trail.” Truro looked agog.
    There was a wide swathe of bloody red, trampled grass that stretched off into the surrounding bushland. “Stay here.”
    Truro took his hand. “Not likely, wolf man.”
    Despite the situation, Murphy gave a small smile. He loved it when she called him that. It was a sweet intimacy he was looking forward to enjoying for the rest of their lives