Page 45 of The Wolf's Surrogate

“Wait a second, what are you doing?” She shakily covered her mouth. “Are you getting…naked?”

“You’ll see in a minute.”

Red flooded her forehead, her chin, her neck. Seeing her flustered like that was actually cuter than I’d anticipated,something that viscerally called my wolf to the surface faster than anything else. The moment I shucked my pants, the skin on my thighs split, revealing thick patches of auburn fur. Additional tufts sprouted on my shins. More of them sprang out along my chest and arms.

Memphis stood at attention in Anita’s lap, his fur fluffed to the max.

Once my canines descended, everything else came swiftly. I bowed forward, dropped to my hands, and watched them merge into massive paws. My spine crackled as my legs snapped, heat enveloping me as my vision mutated and my snout elongated. Soft ears pointed skyward, fluttering as I shook my fur and stretched.

It’d been a while since I’d shifted to my wolf form. Not much around here required me to shift, so I didn’t do it particularly often. But now that I was back in my animalistic form, I felt the mass of energy sparking between us. Much like a rope, her energy tugged me to her, drawing me to her side as she backed up on the couch.

Absolute terror entrenched her features. Her pupils were so blown out that they nearly ate up her irises. This close, I heard the panicked thrum of her heart as she shakily reached forward. The tips of her fingers grazed my nose. I huffed contentedly, closing my eyes while folding my ears flat to my head.

Such a sign of trust didn’t come easily to shifters like me. But with Anita, I didn’t worry about her reaction. I didn’t mind the terror. Because in the very rhythm of her heart, I sensed the thrill of the moment. I heard the subtle thump of desire underneath the adrenaline. She was excited now, perhaps even turned on in ways that would confuse anyone else.

I heard her take a shuddering breath. Then her fingers trailed up my snout, between my eyes, and between my ears. She dug confidently into my fur, whimpering as the heat between usgrew exponentially. Her forehead met my forehead. I opened my eyes to find her quietly crying, the tears trickling over my fur and into my maw.

Shifting back into my human form barely took any time at all. Now that she had witnessed the process, I didn’t need to drag it out. She cupped my face while peering up into my eyes, glossy tears still steadily spilling from her eyes as a smile curved her lips. I clutched her thighs, noticing the way they shivered as I shuffled between them.

We were so close now. We were getting even closer.

“So beautiful,” she whispered. “Your form is so beautiful.”

I nuzzled her nose with mine. “I feel the same about you.”

Everything changed in that moment as I decorated her lips with a light kiss. Her fingers carved a path over my shoulders and up my neck. She dug through my hair like she had my fur, gripping handfuls to keep me from pulling away. So much desperation and tension existed between us. So much that could break.

And oh, so much that couldgrowexisted here too.

Chapter 14 - Anita

Every inch of me sang with elation as Liam kissed me. I had been waiting for what felt like ages for him to do it again, searching for a moment where I could repeat what had happened back at my apartment.

Lips like his were dangerous. Not because I craved them, no. But because I knew what could happen as a result of tasting them. If this was the last time I had them, I would be more than content—but then again, I was never quite good at staying away from dangerous things.

His hands roamed my shoulders and arms, massaging each muscle he came into contact with on his way to my wrists. There, he rested for a moment as he slowly introduced his tongue to me. I suckled on the plush muscle before he pulled it back, my slit aching at the sound of his rugged moan.

That alone could have gotten me off. It had been two years since my last encounter, such a long stretch of time, during which I hadn’t had a proper night to myself. This hazardous kiss was making me want things that were probably not good for me.

But then again, what harm could it do? It wasn’t like I was worried about getting pregnant.

I didn’t care about the logic. I just cared about where else he wanted to slide his tongue. As though reading my thoughts, he slid away from the kiss, nudging under my chin and marking my throat with sloppy kisses. Each one grew more desperate than the last until he landed between my breasts. Eager shuffling from us both got my top off quicky. Equally rushed movements got rid of my pants.

For a moment, he leaned back to admire me, eyes trailing every visible inch. Goosebumps flushed my thighs and knees, spreading to my shins. He followed the trail with his fingers andwarmed me wherever he landed, urgency evident in the way he clutched my skin.

Lust blew out his pupils and enhanced the reflective sheen of his eyes. Mischief flashed there and ignited me like tinder. While he looked me over again, I could feel the ardent flame of his desire sweeping over my flesh. I shuddered under his attention, almost embarrassed by how much focus he was giving me.

And he had barely touched me yet. What would happen when he finally did?

The way he smirked sent a shiver up my spine. He smoothed his hands up my arms while nudging my knees apart with his hips. His touch encouraged me to lie back, charging my skin with magnificent zaps that made my eyelids flutter. He traced my bra straps to the cups of my bra and sailed under the fabric.

One sweep over my nipples sent a shock through my core to my slit. I bucked into him, surprised by the size of his hardened cock. I glanced down, raking my lower lip between my teeth when I got a good look at his girth. Everything about him was beautiful, from the veiny shaft to the mushroom tip that was beaded with fluid.

His husky chuckle accompanied a short thrust. I gasped under his attentive sweep, losing myself to his warm fingers circling my nips. Every stroke hardened them into nubs, intensified by his shaft gliding over my panties. Arousal soaked through the fabric and prompted him to bow forward.

He tugged my bra straps down. “Do you want me?”

I reached for his shoulders with a nod. He burrowed into my cleavage while sliding my bra down, revealing my plump breasts to the cool air. As he nuzzled my left breast, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of my panties, prying them off ina swift tug. He shucked them past my knees and to my ankles where they pooled around my feet.

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