Page 3 of Operation Wolf: Hunter
I watched them fool around for a few moments. Then I stood and waded through the water toward them, wanting to get in on the action. “Come on over here, darling,” I ordered the blonde, gently tugging on her hair, a clear sign of what I wanted.
She did as I asked, and as the brunette came around the other side of me to fondle my balls, I leaned back into the water and groaned.
This is heaven. Why haven’t I thought of blocking off my beast before?
It had been so long. I hadn’t had sex since Gunner’s wedding night. The realization pushed me to the limit. I couldn’t wait any longer. I reached over and grabbed a condom, ripping it out and rolling it onto my cock.
“Get on top of me,” I growled, snatching the blonde up by the waist.
She squealed with delight as I pulled her out of the water and on top of me, positioning her entrance over the head of my cock.
Yes . . . this is fucking happening.
She slid onto me, engulfing me with her tight sheath, and my wolf beast broke through my mental shield with a resounding . . .
No!
Rage and disgust from my animal half flooded me, and my cock instantly went flaccid.
“Oh, hell no!” I roared, jolting up.
The blonde shrieked, scrambled off of me, and retreated to the other side of the hot tub. The brunette joined her, and both of them looked at me as if I were insane. I braced myself on the edge of the tub, panting hard, trying to get my emotions under control.
“What the hell was that?” the blonde demanded, her green eyes sparking fire. She hesitated, biting down on her bottom lip. “Did we do something wrong?”
“No,” I bit out the word, hating the guilt I felt at causing these gorgeous women any kind of insecurity about themselves. “It’s not you. It’s me. I . . .”
What the hell can I say to them? That I am impotent?
Rage smoldered in my core at the very idea, and my cheeks burned with humiliation. I wanted to throttle my beast for putting me in this fucked-up predicament.
You wouldn’t be in this situation if you’d just stayed at the poker table in the first place,my inner wolf pointed out smugly.
Why you little—I started when my cell rang, interrupting me.
I leaped out of the water, grateful for the distraction. “Sorry, ladies, I’ve got to take this.” I wrapped a towel around my waist as I stepped out of the bathroom, suddenly uncomfortable with the idea of being naked around two women I couldn’t fuck.
Gritting my teeth, I snatched up my cell that I’d left in the living room.
“Hello?” I snapped.
“Hunter.” My brother Eric’s voice burst through the other end. “God, I’m so glad I reached you. It’s terrible.”
“What? Are stock prices plummeting?” I asked sarcastically.
My brother rarely ever called for matters not having to do with money and business.
“Don’t be an ass. It’s Daniel Nash.” Eric paused. “I just heard the news, and I know how close the two of you used to be, so I thought I should tell you.”
“Old Daniel?” Dread filled my stomach at the mention of the rancher who had treated me like his son. “What’s wrong?”
“He’s dead.”
