by Renee Rose
“Yes,” I breathed, my hips arching up at the contact, remembering how his thick finger had felt playing with me in his barn.
“Your fingertips all coated with that sticky honey?”
“Yes.”
“Good girl. Lick it off.”
I stilled but tentatively lifted my fingers to my mouth. My scent was strong, and when I flicked my tongue out, I was mild flavored. Sweet, like he’d said.
“Fuck, I can hear that little tongue at work. I’m picturing it licking up all the pre-cum that’s dripping from my dick.”
“It is right now?” I asked, licking a little more off my fingertips.
“Like a faucet.”
I imagined him being huge. A broad head, thick base. Like a hammer, hard enough to pound nails. It wouldn’t be easy to get in me. He’d open me wide, stretch me and fill me to overflowing. I whimpered and clenched down on… nothing.
“Go ahead and slide the vibrator through all that wetness. Then work it in, darlin’.”
I obeyed, moaning softly as the toy filled me, then louder when it went deep, and the clit stimulator came into contact with its desired target. It wouldn’t be as big as Boyd, but the vibrations were just the right speed, and I’d been primed with a few hours in Boyd’s company.
“Oh God,” I moaned.
“That’s right, darlin’. Does it feel good? Imagine if that was my dick opening you up.”
My heart rate increased, and I was panting, undulating my hips under the sheet.
“Now I want to tell you exactly how I’m gonna take care of you and that gorgeous ass of yours. Just close those eyes and feel. ‘Cause if you feel this good when we’re on the phone, imagine how it’s going to be tomorrow once I get my hands on you.”
My temperature spiked a few degrees. Boyd Wolf was more than one of the best bull riders in the country. He was also the best dirty-talker. Hands down… or on my pussy.
“First, I’m going to spank that beautiful ass red for being too fucking pretty for me to resist. I’ll spank it some more for being a bad girl and letting me get between those lush thighs, getting your flavor all over my tongue and me wild for more.”
“Boyd,” I gasped, shifting my hand to get the vibrator just right.
Oh! Yes, right there. I’d never had anyone offer to do that before, but it sounded… divine.
“I’m not a bad girl,” I said, rolling my hips, realizing no good girl got off with a guy on the phone like this.
“With me you are. That’s the way it should be. Your man should see the secret sides of you that you don’t show the world. Are your legs parted nice and wide?”
I nodded, but he couldn’t see, so I finally gasped a “yes.”
“I can picture it, your heels on the bed, knees splayed, that vibrator parting those pink pussy lips of yours and getting in nice and deep. I felt that g-spot, and I bet it’s rubbing over it right now.”
It was. God, it was.
I arched on the bed, thrusting my breasts up toward the ceiling, my eyes rolling upward with pleasure.
“Then I’m gonna push those knees up and back, spread those cheeks wide and eat your ass. And you may think you won’t like it, but you will. I guarantee you that.”
Holy. Shit. Not just hot but dirty, too. Filthy dirty. We barely knew each other, and we were going so far past first kisses.
And, no one said he was humble. But I had to say a guy as cocky as Boyd in bed made for a very good time. It eliminated the awkwardness, the waiting for the other person to lead, or not being sure how far to go or what was desired. Nothing was wrong with him. Nothing inappropriate. Nothing shameful. He wasn’t modest or afraid of intimacy. He was open, eager to hear what got me hot and wanted to give it to me.
He was cocky, but in this, I was thrilled. I already knew from personal experience he had good reason for his confidence. All I had to do was feel, just like he said.
“Then, when I’ve got you all worked up back there, I’ll see about using that vibrating plug on you. First, I’ll dab a little lube on that spit-wet hole and slowly open you up. A little at a time and then trade my finger for that plug. I bet it’s a little one too, just right for play. I could even fuck you with it in. Shit, darlin’, I’m close to coming.”
I was, too. Hanging on his every word, waiting for the coup de grace that sent me over the edge. I didn’t know what it was going to be, but I knew it was going to be steamier than anything I’d ever read in a romance book.
“I heard that little moan. You want it, don’t you? When your ass has taken the plug, that’s when I’m gonna stuff your sweet pussy with my cock. And you’re going to scream so loud the trees will fall on the mountaintops.”
I came. Hard. I tried to keep silent, but instead I let out a strangled mewl.
“Fuck, Audrey. Did you just come?” The roughness of Boyd’s voice made me come again. It was incredible. More intense than any orgasm I’d ever had, even more potent than the one Boyd had given me in the barn. Then, while I’d let go, I’d held a little back, afraid someone might come in, afraid Boyd might look at my pussy and think it weird looking. Something.
But now? This? I’d been completely uninhibited because he had been, too. I could buck and writhe on the vibrator to my wanton heart’s content.
“Oh my God. It was… oh, wow.”
“Good girl,” he growled.
I huffed out a little laugh although I had no energy to barely do that. “I thought you said I was a bad girl.”
“You’re both. For me.”
I smiled into the darkness. I felt relaxed, sated. Sleepy.
I wanted to return the favor—tell Boyd how I’d put my lips over the head of his cock and suck hard until he came, but I was still breathless when I heard him groan, too.
“Did you?” I finally managed to say. I switched off the vibrator and slid it out and dropped it onto the bed
“Fuck, darlin’. I came like a fucking freight train. Cum’s all over the place. And that’s just from me picturing you coming. I can’t wait until I see the real deal again. Feel the way your pussy’s going to squeeze my dick when you come. Drip all over it.”
The release made me bold, and his words made me return to reality. I couldn’t wrap my head around all this attention this guy was pouring on me. “I still don’t get it, Boyd. Why me?”
He growled, this time, not in pleasure. “There are other reasons why I might toss you over my knee and spank you, and putting yourself down is on top of that list.”
“Boyd,” I said, as if that would explain everything.
“Do you believe in fate?”
I frowned. “No. I’m a scientist. We believe in evidence-based reasoning.”
“You also said every baby was a miracle.”
My stomach flopped a little. He’d listened. This guy really listened to me. “Well, yeah. You got me there. But that’s the miracle of nature.”
“The way my body reacts to yours is also a miracle of nature.”
I laughed because he was right. The physical response I had to him, my nipples hardening, my body heating, my pussy getting wet, was all a body’s way of ensuring procreation. It wasn’t romantic or sexy. It was a fact. I was biologically attracted to him, so I could birth his babies.
I envisioned little boys looking just like Boyd, and it was possible my ovary just popped out an egg.
“Okay, I get what you’re saying.”
“I want more than your body,” he amended quickly, like he just realized he made a mistake. “Doc, you’re smart, caring, kind. You love babies. You’re beautiful.”
“I don’t know about that.”
“You’re beautiful. I’m not sure why you don’t see it. Don’t worry, I’ll get you to believe it soon enough.”
“You’re telling me you’re interested in settling down in Cooper Valley. Raising kids? Because car seats don’t fit on the back of a bull.”
My voice raised on the last word. I shouldn’t be afraid to make it very clear what I wa
nted, what I wouldn’t compromise.
“I’ve worked too hard for too long to get where I am to settle.”
“You shouldn’t fucking settle, ever,” he all but growled.
“Boyd, you’ve worked really hard for your championships. You shouldn’t have to settle either. I just don’t see how it could work.”
“Now hold on,” he prompted. “I’ve admitted I’ve had some wild ways. You dated Jett Markle before me. You dated until you met me.”
“I didn’t sleep with him or pretty much all the other dates I’ve had.”
“Darlin’, you keep bringing up my past. Do you really want to talk about who I’ve had sex with?”
I pursed my lips. “No.”
“While I don’t like to think about any guy touching you, what you did before we met is in the past. Same goes for me. It’s what we do with the now, together, that matters. I’m telling you I’m all in. You. Kids. A dog. The whole deal. Do I have to grab you by the hair and drag you back to my cave for you to believe it?”
I couldn’t help but laugh at the image he painted.
“No.” I sighed, then took a leap. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Yes. Okay.”
“Okay, you’ll mate—I mean marry me—and have my children?”
I laughed. “Okay, I’ll go on a date with you tomorrow.”
“That’s a good fucking start. I can live with that.”
I stifled a yawn, and he heard it. “You need some sleep, Doc. Think you can rest now that your pussy’s all taken care of?”
“Yes,” I said softly. “Thank you.”
“For helping you get off? Trust me, it was my pleasure. Hearing you come is at the top of my list for bedtime activities. Good night, Audrey.”
“Night.”
15
BOYD
I swung off Chesapeake, my mare, to examine a break in the fence line. I’d ridden out to the back range, where the pasture met the mountains, the sun just breaking over the sharp peaks in the distance. The view was incredible, and I thought of what Audrey had said. This was the most perfect place. It was an incredible summer day. It was warming up quick, but a light breeze would keep it from getting blistering. The smell of fresh grass and pine filled the air.
Sure, I traveled to great places all over the country and up into Canada, but I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed it here. How much I’d taken home for granted. I remembered what it had been like before my parents died. The carefree way my brothers and I had roamed the land, and that had been before any of us could shift. But others had. We’d have bonfires or even ice skating parties, and the elders would shift and run.
I’d felt awe and envy at the ability to turn into their wolf and go. Rob, then Colton, had begun to shift, and while we’d been close, they’d been able to join in on the fun I’d missed. In fact, I’d never once been able to participate because the first time I shifted, it had been because of the stress of the accident, the need to survive. My wolf had saved me. My parents, though, had died. So had all the fun. We’d still remained a pack, but the heart had left it.
Scanning the land, it hadn’t changed in the almost two decades since they died. The mountains were as tall as ever, the snow still capped the peaks. Birds still caught the wind. The river still flowed. It would in another twenty years. Thirty. Fifty. What mattered was a strong pack to carry it on. I’d never once felt the desire to do so. Until now. Until Audrey.
I could see pups of our own who’d tumble and play and ultimately shift and run. I wanted to do it with them. To pass on the joy of the land. Perhaps this was my shot.
It had to be Audrey, but I had to figure out how. The question of how to mate her would never go away. I had to solve it. A falcon soared overhead and stirred me from my thoughts.
It was mid-morning, and I was on my own because Rob and the ranch hands had ridden out without me. That’s what I got for waking up late.
For once, it didn’t bother me a bit. I didn’t feel like a failure or that I’d disappointed my big brother. Nope. I was on top of the world. Jerking off to the sultry sounds of Audrey using a vibrator had been better than any sexual encounter I’d had before. Besides getting my mouth on her sweet pussy in the barn. That had been heaven although I hadn’t gotten off. Maybe that was why I’d come so hard the night before. I’d had all that need, all that cum built up.
I couldn’t wait for our hot date. I’d spend the day out here in the wilderness, so I didn’t get in my truck and head to the maternity floor and wait for her.
Yeah, I’d lost it. Maybe I had hit my head when I’d been bucked from the bull. I grinned. I didn’t give a shit. I was loving being not right in the head. She was addictive. I’d spent last night in her company, and I couldn’t wait to see her again. Any woman before her, and I’d have forgotten her name by now. They’d been fun but not memorable. Not worthy of being my mate. Audrey was.
I pulled the tools from my saddle bag and began to repair the break in the fence. It was sweaty, manual work, but it felt good. As I finished, a scent made me pause. I lifted my head, took in the direction of the wind, where it was coming from.
Wolf shifter, but not one I recognized. Not one of the ranch hands or Rob.
And no other wolf should be on our property.
Of course, Rob could’ve held a pack meeting down at the ranch that I didn’t know about.
Except that didn’t make sense. He never would call attention to the pack that way. We always met up at a cabin in the mountains. One where wolves could run without fear of being spotted by humans. While he might think of me as a fuck up, he’d have told me about a meeting.
So if I was catching the scent of a strange shifter here at the fenceline, maybe Markle was right. There was a wolf around. Still, I refused to believe it had taken down any of his cattle. No shifter would do such a thing.
With the repair finished, I put my tools away and headed down the hill. I’d tell Rob about what I’d discovered. Twenty minutes later, I dismounted and led Chesapeake to the stable where I could brush her down.
I didn’t have to go find Rob because he was waiting for me, like he wanted to catch me out of earshot of the rest of the guys.
“I heard you caused a scene with Markle and the doctor last night. What in the hell is going on?” He paced the hard-packed ground.
I took the hat from my head, hooked it over one of the posts. The back of my neck got hot and prickly, and I rubbed it.
“They went out on one date. Didn’t go well. Markle’s been harassing her. Wouldn’t take no for an answer. The guy’s a real asshole.”
Rob’s eyes narrowed. “Well, that’s just not right.”
He didn’t like a guy fucking with a woman any more than I did. He might be a prickly fucker, but he wouldn’t stand for that kind of shit. We stood up for those weaker than us. While Audrey outsmarted the pants off me and could take care of herself, she was smaller than a guy like Markle and an asshole could overpower her easily enough.
“Fine, you protected her. I won’t argue with that. The thing is, I sent you down there to smooth talk the guy and instead you caused more friction.”
I didn’t usually give my brother shit back. Staying away was usually the way I handled myself when it came to dealing with family tension. But today, I had no patience. “Smooth talk? Kinda like you did when he showed up here wanting to organize a wolf hunt?”
Rob took his hat off and slapped it against his leg. He looked down at the ground and seemed to be more pissed about the situation than me. “I know. Hell, the man’s lucky I didn’t shove my boot up his ass. But you got all the charm in the family. You’re supposed to smooth over my social fuckups.”
Huh. Was that actually a compliment? From my big brother? Would wonders ever cease?
“Yeah, well, my charm evaporated pretty quick when I found out he’d been harassing my—” I stopped myself before I said mate. “—doctor.”
Rob nodded. “Can’t blame you for that.”
“Really, ‘cause it kinda seemed like you just did.” As I said, I didn’t usually give Rob shit, especially because he was alpha, but something made me push back today.
Audrey.
She was worth fighting for, even with my brother. I wanted him to know I wasn’t going to take any kind of shit talk about her.
Rob put his hat back on his head and walked out of the barn, shaking his head. When he got to the open doorway, he turned. “All I want to hear is that you’ve fixed it. The problem with the doctor and the problem with our neighbor. Can you do that for me?”
He was looking at me with his usual dark, focused gaze. He wasn’t fucking with me. He was entrusting these pack problems to me. One was my doing, the other bad luck that Markle had bought the property down the road. Rob wanted me to solve them. He wasn’t micromanaging or whatever the fucking term was. Did it mean he trusted me or that I was good at dealing with messes?
I was tempted to refuse because me making nice with Jett Markle wasn’t going to happen now. Not after the line I drew in the sand with him the night before. Especially when Audrey had used me to get him off her back. As if I’d play nice with a guy who was a dick to women.
Instead, I nodded and said, “I’ll do my best.”
Because he was the alpha, and respect for the alpha was in our bones. And, my need to please my big brother, to make him proud of me, to make me worthy of being in the pack even though I’d single-handedly destroyed it, was still something I craved.
It wasn’t until he walked away that I remembered the wolf scent. I’d tell him about that later because right now, I had to clean up for my date. I had a different scent on my mind now: juicy, sweet peaches.
16
AUDREY
“Where are we going?” I asked for the third time. We were in Boyd’s truck, driving in the direction of his ranch. Work had gone by impossibly slow this morning because all I could think about was our date. I’d called Marina to catch her up on the latest although I’d left the details out about the wild time in the barn. That was a secret for me and Boyd. And anyone else at the Wolf Ranch who’d heard me scream as I came. Instead, I’d told her about the run-in with Jett Markle, the mechanical bull and how Boyd had followed me home. I’d also left out the phone sex. That was why she was more eager than ever for me to get my rocks off with Boyd, even if he wasn’t future husband material.
