Fierce (Wolf Ranch 5)

“Based on her size, soon.” Charlie’s smile lit up her face. “Within a few days, by my guess. Hope Rob won’t mind having puppies around, at least until they’re old enough to be moved. We can maybe see if she’s microchipped.”

I met her chocolate gaze, smiled. “Rob won’t mind. Who doesn’t love puppies?”

The truth was, shifters were mixed about keeping dogs. Some loved them because it was so easy to train them with alpha dominance. Others found it strange to keep a pet from a closely-related species, even if we weren’t typical wolves.

Wolf Ranch hadn’t had any dogs since I moved here, but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t keep this one, if we couldn’t find her owner. And like I said, who didn’t love having pups around?

I smiled to myself, thinking about how much pleasure those puppies would bring little Lizzie and Lily, although they’d enjoy them more when they were a little older.

“I don’t want to leave her here unsupervised,” she said.

I tipped my head out the stall door. It was late and the last place Charlie should spend the night was in the stable. Being selfish, I wanted her in my bed, for as long as she’d stay. We had things to do, like me showing her different positions in which to fuck.

I wasn’t as altruistic as Charlie, but hell, it was time for her to pay me a little attention. Yeah, I sounded like a whiny fucker.

“I’ll carry her up to the bunkhouse. I can get some old blankets. We’ll get her settled in my room on the floor. Then we’ll get you settled in my bed.”

Her eyes widened, and she looked away shyly, but said, “Yes, please.”

Fuck, yes.

16

CHARLIE

“Woman, the dog is asleep and fine. It’s my turn for attention.”

I knelt by the dog, whom I’d named Shadow, petting her soft fur and feeling her swollen belly. It was Levi’s grumbly tone that had me looking over my shoulder at him. He was in bed, his back resting against the headboard. He was shirtless and… stunning. God, this guy wanted me. He’d had me and wanted more.

I’d gotten ready for bed first and hadn’t paid him much attention after he’d headed to the bathroom.

Perhaps that had been an error on my part.

Slowly, I stood. I wore his T-shirt, the one I’d taken the night before. And nothing else. His gaze raked over my body and settled on my chest where I knew my nipples were hard.

“Are you feeling neglected?” I walked to the bed, then crawled up the length of it to kneel beside him. The sheet was up over his waist, but it did nothing to hide the way it tented from his hard cock.

Gone was the lawman. Gone was the cowboy. He was all man and only had eyes for me.

“I was,” he said, a pout in his voice.

I laughed. “Well, what exactly has been neglected? I don’t want you to hurt or ache anywhere,” I replied in a—hopefully—sexy voice.

“Oh, doll, there’s a place on me that aches something fierce. You’ll need to give it special attention.”

I liked this playful side of Levi. I’d had his aggressive kisses, his powerful hands. But this? It was… fun.

I leaned in and set my hand on his jaw, kissed him. My lips were gentle, light. I peppered them along his jaw and down his neck, my hands following and sliding over the hard muscles of his shoulders, chest and abdomen. I felt them tense and harden beneath my palms. He was hot to the touch, his skin soft, the smattering of hair on his chest darker than on his head.

I licked, then sucked the flat disks of his nipples, just as he’d done with mine. Glancing up, I found his gaze on me. Watching.

He didn’t touch me, just let me explore.

“Okay?” I asked.

He huffed out a rough laugh. “Fuck, doll. Anything you do I’ll love.”

With one hand, I worked the sheet from his hips. Lower and lower still, so his cock bobbed free. He wasn’t wearing anything. And he wasn’t the least bit modest. With his body, there was nothing to be modest about. He should be in one of those cowboy calendars.

“Do you hurt here?” I asked, lowering my head and kissing the crown of his cock. I licked my lips, tasted his salty essence.

He hissed, and his hips bucked involuntarily.

“It’s hurting to get in you again,” he replied. The words were like rocks rubbing together. Rough and tumbled. “I didn’t think it would be your mouth this go, but fuck, doll. Lick it. Yes, like that. Such a good girl, learning to suck dick. Oh shit…”

He didn’t say anything after giving me a little instruction because I’d taken him deep, as deep as I could go, which was all the way to the back of my throat. He was so big and thick… more than I imagined. I couldn’t breathe, so I pulled back a little, paused, then took a breath through my nose and tried again. I’d never done this before, but I’d seen porn. I knew what to do, or I hoped I did.