Wild (Wolf Ranch 2)

I was grateful to Boyd for arguing the case because I was incapable of saying anything coherent at the moment. Not when her vanilla and cinnamon scent filled the limo, making my senses go haywire.

“Fine, you can come,” she relented, as if she had any choice. “We’re not doing anything crazy, just going to a bar called Cody’s,” she explained to Boyd, as if that might make us change our minds about accompanying them. “The limo’s so we can stay safe.”

Boyd winked at her. “Darlin’, I know you love her, too, but nobody takes my wife out without me around to protect her.”

“She’ll hardly be in any danger,” Marina protested.

“She gets tired easily these days and—” Boyd snapped his mouth shut.

“Why does she get tired easily these days?” Marina demanded, one pale brow arched.

It took me a moment longer to read into Boyd’s words. But when he quickly shook his head and said, “Nevermind,” I understood.

Boyd and Audrey had been keeping news from us. She was having a pup. It didn’t surprise me in the least. They were already mated. They’d been together about two months now, and he’d claimed her, bitten her and all, about a week in. If they fucked at a pace anything like what I wanted to do with Marina, then it was practically impossible for Audrey not to be pregnant.

“Oh my God!” Marina squealed, climbing in the limo and flashing those bare thighs as she did. Which only wanted me to flip up that cute dress and get a baby in her, right fucking now. “I’m so excited to be an auntie!”

“What’s this about becoming an auntie?” one of the other women demanded as she climbed in the limo. Two other ladies followed, all three introducing themselves. Becky, Anna and Leigh. They worked at the hospital with Audrey. I guessed them to be Audrey’s age or thereabouts. They were attractive in their western wear, yet my wolf could care less. I couldn’t, either, not with a sweet thing like Marina as comparison.

Marina had been right. There wasn’t room for us in the limo. As the women scooted and squeezed, it became apparent we weren’t all going to fit.

“Um, either you need to leave, or I’m sitting on your lap,” Marina informed me.

My dick got hard again. It was turning into a permanent state around her, which wasn’t helping my situation. “I’m not leaving.”

“Your choice,” she sang out, obviously not disappointed in the least to drop her perfect ass in my lap.

It was all I could do not to stroke everywhere—up and down her bare thighs, under that short dress, between her little tits. Somehow, I managed to only wrap an arm around her waist and pull her soft buttocks over my rigid cock.

Blue balls.

I was going to be in a permanent state of blue balls this week.

How in the fuck could I avoid this little human when my brain had permanently traveled south to reside in my dick?

Audrey climbed in last, the sparkly tiara holding her long hair back from her face. She looked happy—as usual with Boyd—but excited, too. This was a special time for her, and I was glad she had her friends with her to celebrate. But I wasn’t letting any of these ladies go to Cody’s without a chaperone. They were all too pretty, too sweet, to not be hounded by dicks with… dicks. That place was a meat market, guys on the prowl for fresh meat. Audrey had an obvious “Taken” sign on her with the tiara and t-shirt, but Marina… they’d be ready to gobble her up.

“I’m sorry, darlin’. I didn’t tell her, she guessed.” Boyd reached for his bride and settled her on his lap before the limo glided into motion. He nuzzled a kiss at her neck and the arm wrapped around her settled low on her flat belly.

Audrey’s other friends let out a chorus of squeals and congratulations, which Audrey tried to quell. “Don’t tell anyone at the hospital,” she warned. “It’s early days. I don’t want to make it public until the second trimester.” She was an Ob/Gyn and knew what she was talking about.

She looked up at Boyd. “I won’t be riding the bull tonight.”

He nipped at the spot where he’d claimed her. “The mechanical bull? Hell, no. You’ll ride me instead, and I promise you’ll have just as much fun.”

Audrey giggled, and the other ladies fanned themselves.

“We can have this limo just take us up to our cabin, and you can have your bull now.”

Audrey tried to work herself off her mate’s lap. “Oh no. I might not be able to drink, but I can still have some fun.”

“I’m so happy, Audrey.” Marina laid her hand on her sister’s arm. This time her voice was choked with tears.

I squeezed her. I couldn’t help it. She was such an exuberant thing. So full of laughter, life, and emotion. I hadn’t realized how one-dimensional and boring I’d become in the military. Next to her, I was like a stone man. She was colorful light.