Page 50 of Rejected Wolf's Secret Baby (Rejected Moons 4)

We reach the highway in record time, and I pivot sharply and lunge back toward the river, but he pounces on me and tackles me to the ground. His body is heavy on mine, but he’s gentle, careful to keep his claws from ripping into me, and even though I’m being pinned by a large male wolf, I feel surprisingly safe.

He lowers his jaw to my neck, as if he’s going to bite my jugular to win the fight, but instead he just bumps me with his nose.

I kick him off and roll to my feet. The race was supposed to be to the highway and back, but it’s clear that we’ve moved beyond that part of the day now. I don’t know who won, but it doesn’t matter. Brandon wants to hunt.

And suddenly I realize that I do too.

My blood is up, and I’m excited and alert. I inhale the scent of the forest and the small prey animals scattered around the place. ThenI lock onto one of them. I’m almost certain it’s a squirrel, but it’s been such a long time since I’ve hunted that I can’t be positive.

Brandon falls back and watches me as I follow the scent forward, keeping my steps light and my nose low to the ground. It doesn’t take long for me to track the animal down. I’m downwind of it, which is perfect.

I crouch low.

Brandon doesn’t move. He’s letting me take the lead, letting me demonstrate my knowledge and expertise.

I pounce.

The squirrel tries to run, but I’ve got it in my jaws quickly, and with a shake of my head, I snap its neck.

I offer it to Brandon, and he eats a few bites first before giving it back to me. Just like an alpha.

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BRANDON

IwatchasAliciamakes her way down the steep part of the riverbank and into the water. She’s surefooted, every bit a wolf, as if she’s spent the last twenty years in this form. I’ve been thinking of her as a city girl, but after that hunt, it’s more clear to me than ever that she belongs here among the pack. She’s one of us.

I need her to stay.

I follow her down the riverbank and into the water. She ducks beneath the surface in wolf form, and I watch the current ripple over her body and through her fur. I see the moment she shifts, looking natural and supple beneath the water. She’s beautiful as she emerges, human, her hair slicked back from her face.

I duck under the water too. As a wolf I’m not good at holding my breath or keeping my mouth closed, so I sputter a little as river water washes between my teeth.

I stretch my limbs and shift into my human form. Even as I lose my wolf strength, a different kind of strength returns. This body is better in the water. I’m more at home beneath the surface now.

And there’s a woman waiting for me above the water, and my human body knows exactly what to do with hers.

I surface slowly, keeping my body underwater up to my shoulders. Alicia stands a few feet away, watching me.

I hold out my hand to her, and she comes to me quietly and without arguing.

No matter how tense things get between us, no matter how unlikely any kind of future is, there are always these stolen moments in which everything is simple. Easy.

I pull her low in the water and cradle her body against mine, relishing in the feel of every inch of her. The smooth softness of her cheek resting against mine. The gentle rise and fall of her chest as it’s lifted by both her breathing and the current, her breasts pressing into me. Her long, smooth legs winding around my waist, slowly pulling me closer to her sex. The heat I can already feel coming from her there.

Fuck, I’m hard as hell already.

She exhales slowly, and her breath is warm on my cheek. “We keep finding ourselves here, don’t we?” she asks, hitching her hips tantalizingly as she says it. I’m not sure she’s even aware of what she’s doing. Her body just seems to be responding to mine, starting to undulate in the familiar ways we do when we’re together.

I’ve teased her so many times. I’ve made her beg. I’ve told her she won’t get anything from me until I’m good and ready, and then I’ve held to that and made her wait for it. It’s one of my favorite games, watching Alicia grow needy and desperate when she wants me and thinks she might not be able to have me.

But I don’t feel like playing that game today.

Today we’ve had the satisfaction of a hunt. Our wolves have been sated. Now I want the same for our human bodies. I want to give her satisfaction.

I turn her in the water and position her so that she’s got her back to my chest. She goes willingly, trusting me to take care of her, and fuck if that isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.

She leans back into me and presses her ass against the curve of my hips so that my cock is right between her legs. Even under the water, I can feel how wet she is, the different texture and temperature of the slickness from her body rubbing against me. It’s the most amazing feeling, especially in contrast to the water moving over the rest of my skin.

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