Fierce (Wolf Ranch 5)

He rolled the other way, getting up to dispose of the condom. “Right, of course.”

Did he sound stiff? Or was I reading too much into this?

I hopped off the bed and looked around for my panties. They were on the floor with the rest of our clothes. I slid my feet into them and pulled them up, then grabbed Levi’s T-shirt.

I brought it to my face and inhaled. It smelled delicious—like leather and man. I tugged it over my head. I didn’t know why—maybe I really didn’t want to leave. I wanted some piece of him to take back to my room with me.

When he turned around and saw me in it, his blank expression softened. “I like you in my shirt. Definitely looks better on you.” His appreciative gaze landed on my chest where my nipples tented the fabric.

“Is it okay if I wear it back to my room?”

He spread his big hands. “Be my guest, doll. I like knowing I’ll be sleeping with you in some form.” He seemed totally comfortable in his full nudity—no less powerful or commanding that he’d been in his ranch clothes.

Huh. I blinked at him.

He sure seemed attached for a guy who had outlined the rules to a purely sexual relationship.

But what did I know? I’d never even had a sexual relationship before. I was leaving as soon as the breeding was complete. I’d be back in Colorado soon, far from here. Far from Levi. This was a fling. I’d keep it at that, so I grabbed my clothes and shoes from his floor. “Thanks, um, yeah. Thanks. For everything.”

“You come back if you need more,” he said lightly, but I could’ve sworn I saw a frown between his brows. His dick wasn’t as hard as before, but it sure wasn’t hanging flaccid between his legs. It was as if he were primed for another go.

“Tomorrow night,” I promised. I’d protect my heart, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want more. Lots more. It was as if the seal had been broken, and I wanted all I could get. “Right? Fourteen nights?”

“Damn straight. As for tomorrow, I have a shift as sheriff. I’ll be busy because the county fair’s going on.”

“That sounds fun.”

He tilted his head. “You want to go? I’ll take you after I get off.”

Now that sounded like a date because I doubted he meant we were going to have sex there. I was getting more confused by the minute. And yet I found myself incapable of refusing. I could think of nothing more enjoyable than going to the county fair with Levi tomorrow evening. And even though I really should limit my time with him to the bedroom, I also felt like I deserved this. Keely said have fun. With Levi. What said fun more than a flipping fair?

My life had been a shit-show lately, and I came here to get away. Levi seemed like the perfect antidote to reality. I never turned down a chance for a funnel cake, either.

“Good night, Levi,” I said, slipping out the door.

“‘Night, Charlie. Sleep well.”

I practically ran down the hall, feeling like I was doing the old college walk of shame out of a guy’s dorm room in nothing but his T-shirt and my panties, and it almost made me giggle.

I’d had sex. With a cowboy. It had fit. I’d come. He’d liked it. Wanted more. I’d been wild, and it had been incredible. I couldn’t help the grin that spread across my face.

I couldn't wait to tell Keely.

12

LEVI

I spent the ride into town considering how I’d fuck Charlie next. When I’d first made the arrangement with her, I’d hoped to fuck her out of my system. I’d been a dumbass because I’d been strangely obsessed with her. Sure, she was hot as hell. That had made my dick happy all this time. I’d satisfied her with it, but I’d thought it would fade. Hadn’t I?

Well, after the night before, my need for her hadn’t faded at all. In fact, it was getting worse. I’d had my head in the game at work today, but I was distracted. Irritable. All I wanted to do was be back at the ranch. With her.

The sheriff job was crimping my style. Messing with my plan to fuck Charlie all I could before she left.

So when I walked in the door of the bunkhouse and found Charlie gone. I was a grumpy fuck. She wasn’t in the stable, either. No one was.

I stomped toward the ranch house to find out what the hell was going on.

“Hey Levi, how’s it going?” Willow greeted me.

When she’d first come to Cooper Valley, she’d been working undercover for the DEA. Turned out, she was a shifter, had a pretty ginger wolf in her she hadn’t even known about. Rob had known she was his mate from the very first sniff, but she’d given him a run for his money. Even had to deal with being shot by a fucking drug mule who’d been our neighbor. Now, they were inseparable. In fact, they were walking up from the barn hand in hand.