Page 21 of Rejected Wolf's Secret Baby (Rejected Moons 4)

I don’t remember deciding not to turn.

And now he’s looking at me with those emerald green eyes, and I know I’m in for a wild night.

“I can’t believe you look like this,” he says.

“What do you mean?” I’m almost dizzy with anticipation already. I know what’s about to happen, and yet I feel like I don’t, and there’s something intoxicating about that.

“This is just what you wear around your house?” he says. “You didn’t know you were going to get fucked tonight. What were you thinking when you put those clothes on?”

I look down at my outfit, which is comprised of perfectly ordinary shorts and a white shirt. I don’t know what he means.

He puts his hands on my bare midriff. “You don’t even know, do you?” he asks. “You don’t even know how fucking delicious you look.”

“I—”

“Come here.” He pushes me gently toward the bathroom, keeping his hands locked on my waist, and guides me to stand in front of the mirror. Then he turns me so that my back is to his chest, so that I’m staring at my own reflection.

“Look,” he says, and it sounds like a command.

I look. It’s the same reflection I see in the mirror every day, of course, though I’ll admit it’s very sexy to see his big, rough hands on my body.

“You still don’t see,” he observes, and his hands slide up slightly and un-knot the bottom of my shirt, letting it fall open.

I’mmorecovered up than I was a moment ago, and yet it feels like I’m undressing. My breathing comes a little faster.

He moves his hands beneath the fabric of my shirt. “Keep watching,” he murmurs right in my ear. “I want you to see what you look like.”

He cups my breasts in his hands, his thumbs tracing slow circles around the outside of my nipples. I feel the heat start to pool between my legs as I watch my body respond, my nipples growing erect and hard at his touch.

“You see what I mean?” he asks. “You’re so fucking hot. This is all I’ve been able to think about, Alicia. Untying that shirt. Touching you like this. What you would look like when I did it.”

I feel a flood of wetness in my panties. I’m so turned on already.

“And if I hadn’t known better,” he continues, tweaking my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers now, “I would have said that you wore this shirt on purpose to entice me. But you didn’t. You didn’t even know I was coming over. This is just what you wear.”

I don’t bother trying to answer. I just rest my head against the side of his neck and breathe in the scent of him. It’s overwhelming.

“You need to be careful, going around dressed like this,” he says. “It’s been a while since you lived with wolves. I don’t know what humans are like, but there are men here who will try to make a move if they see you looking so delicious.”

“Men like you?” I manage.

“That’s right,” he says, his voice low. “Because I’ve got you here, haven’t I?”

I can only nod helplessly.

“Are you turned on?”

“Yes.”

“You can do better than that. Tell me.”

“I’m so hot for you,” I gasp. “I want your hands all over me, Brandon. I want you to fuck me like only a wolf can.”

A grin spreads across his face. “Those human men don’t do it for you?”

“They’re nothing. Fuckingnothing. You’re what I need. They could never compare to you.”

He unsnaps my shorts and folds down the waistband, leaving a perfect gap to slip his hand in and cup my pussy through my panties. “Fuck, you weren’t kidding,” he says. “You’re so wet.”

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