Fun With The Wolf Pack (bbw, werewolf menage) by Carrie Kelly Page B

gasped. Wide eyed, I licked my lips. “Um I live in
the apartment complex on Central,” I said and arched my back. Getting touched
by someone else is a lot different than working myself. Holy shit! Electricity
coursed through my nerves and all around my cunt.
    Moving his finger, he used my juices to add more friction to
his caresses.
    “Mm that explains why your scent is so familiar. Do you go
to the coffee shop there every morning on Saturdays?” he asked.
    I raised an eyebrow. “How do you know that?” Great Mr.
Perfect is some kind of stalker.
    He shook his head. “Because you’re very special. I’d walk
through the crowds and catch your scent, but I could never find you,” he said
and leaned closer. Brushing his lips against my neck. “Just to think that
entire time you were right under our noses,” he said and licked the sensitive
skin.
    I moaned and gripped his wrist. Don’t know what the fuck he was
talking about, but I was too lost in the moment to care.
    He smirked. “You like it?” he asked.
    “Ah! Of course!” I breathed.
    “Should I go a little faster?”
    “Yes! Please!” I begged. Fire ignited my skin and crawled
with wonderful sensations.
    He wiggled his finger faster. Up and down. Up and down. My
eyes glazed over and I smiled up at the roof of my car. Still can’t believe
what was happening. I guess this turned out to be a great day after all.
    I whimpered in delight as that wonderful peak washed over
me. Body trembling, I licked the corner of my mouth.
    Mr. Perfect tilted my chin to the side and our lips
connected. Tongues danced and as I bit down on his bottom lip he growled.
    “You want to come back to my place?” I asked. Hell if his
hand was that talented, I’ll bet his cock was even better.
    “How about I take you to meet the pack?”
    “Pack?”
    He smiled. “Friends of mine. They’ll definitely want to meet
you,” he said and brushed a strand of hair out of my face.
    Something seemed off, but on the other hand it sure felt
right. I looked into his green eyes and again his charm answered for me.
“Sure,” I said.
    He chuckled and hopped in the driver’s seat. “By the way,
I’m Shaun,” he said.
    “Elisabeth,” I said as he started the car and drove.
    It didn’t take long until we reached one of the down town
buildings, or maybe it didn’t seem long, considering I gawked at him the whole
way. Time flies when you’re lost in daydreams. Dirty fantasies for that matter.
    He led me to the main lobby then into the elevator. The
whole place was silent. Not even a receptionist around at the desk.
    “What building is this?” I asked.
    “It’s Warren Enterprise,” he said and chuckled. Then he
pressed the thirtieth floor. “My friend owns the company. Connor J. Warren,” he
said.
    “Oh, I’ve heard of him,” I said and worried my bottom lip. “Where
is everyone anyway?”
    Shaun ran his fingers through his silky hair. “On holiday.
Connor’s usually here. He’s kind of a workaholic.”
    I raised an eyebrow. “So, why did you want me to meet him?”
I asked.
    Shaun’s eyes shone and he licked his lips. “I’d get in a lot
of trouble if I claimed you all on my own.”
    Now the strange feelings about this guy started to sink in.
“Why would you need your friend’s permission to have sex?”
    Leaning against me, Shaun brushed his lips against my own.
Excitement rushed through every nerve in my body. “Because I’m not the alpha,”
he said and smiled.
    “Come again?” I asked. Alpha?
    “You’ll see,” he said as the door opened into a dim hallway.
Then he got out and offered me his hand.
    My mind reeled with questions and a small knot formed in the
pit of my stomach. What if this was a dangerous situation I was getting myself
into? I should hurry and press the button to the lobby, get out of here, but my
body disobeyed again and I took his hand.
    He glanced at me. “You scared?”
    I turned my head and frowned. “Why? Should I be?”
    “No. Course