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I close my eyes again, swallowing a scream, telling my body to shift. But it doesn’t.
It doesn’t. I can’t shift. I’m… stuck.
This has never happened. None of this has happened, of course, but my wolf hasn’t ever not cooperated with a shift command. I can shift as fluidly as I can walk. It’s as simple as telling my body to do it. Except for now.
I’m spread out on the ground under Jared in this frightening form. And being knotted means there’s nothing I can do but lie here trembling. I’m trembling with fear and also with sensation. Because the knot is vibrating inside me, against every sensitive nerve ending inside me as well as between my thighs.
He shifts to Jared again. His expression is filled with shock. His knot releases, spilling heated liquid between my legs. I must be in heat, because I don’t jump off and re-arm myself with the weapons or the bracelet, don’t stop and grab the mask from the ground. No, I maneuver him to his back and I grab his shoulders, riding his cock, which is still hard and hot in me. I grab his jaw and attack his mouth with mine.
His fingers drive into my hair, and he kisses me back.
“I… felt it. Him,” he says between kisses. His voice is filled with wonder.
“I feel him too. He’s in here.” I put his hand to my chest.
I pull back. There are tears in his eyes.
“You still feel him?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “No, but I did when I shifted. Each time. He… wanted to share you with me.”
I kiss him again.
He shifts.Shit.I try to shift to wolf again, but I can’t. Why can’t I shift? I’m looking at Jared’s wolf who’s now lying on his back, all limbs up and purring. And even with those amber eyes and menacing teeth, right now he looks sort of… goofy on his back like this.
I roll off. He turns to right his body and pins me again, barking, like he’s pissed off at me. A claw pierces the skin of my shoulder. I stay perfectly still and he’s back inside. Like it’s his right. I feel that in my chest, the sense of possessiveness.
I again try to shift, plead with my body to comply. Mercifully, it does. And he keeps going, his wolf fucking my wolf, purring while filling my wolf with more seed.
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JARED
I’m back inside my mate and she shifts so we’re both in the same shape – human-shaped. I wasn’t lucid as my wolf, but I felt him in the mix while shifting each time. It felt strange. It felt foreign. But familiar.
Now, I feel Cicely, warm, satisfied, glowing with both inner and outer beauty. We’re in the grass, not far from our campfire, which is now just embers. The muzzle is on my left. The torn toolbelt, her bracelet, the taser, and stun gun, along with our shoes and remnants of our clothes surrounding us.
And the moon still has a yellow hue, but the color is dimming.
She looks at me.
I stare into her eyes.
“Did we turn a corner?” she asks.
“I don’t know. I don’t feel him now, but I did. I think he felt me, too.”
But will any of that make a difference or was this a one-off? Was it just the moon?
“That was the scariest thing I’ve ever dealt with. And… it was also the most mind-blowing sexual experience of my life.”
“Yeah,” I whisper, holding her face. Her skin is still burning hot with her heat. She’s never been more breathtakingly beautiful.
“Is it over for tonight?” she asks.
“I don’t know,” I say.
I could slide inside her again. But is that tempting fate?
