Rescue Me (Sawtooth Shifters, #2)
love her even more. The barriers between us fell and we could be one.
    Almost all the barriers fell. As the moon gained strength, so did my wolf. It had been a long time since I’d gone through a full moon cycle as a human and everything was off. Now I was the one holding back, trying not to scare the hell out of Trina with the real me.
    “What’s going to happen tomorrow night?” she asked. Hell if I knew, but I was glad she asked. She must have so many questions about me being a wolf, and the shift had freaked her out last time. This time she’d be prepared. “How long will you be a wolf?”
    “Usually only a day.” My mouth was practically watering at the thought of sinking my teeth into Ryker’s neck. I’d have to snap it. A bite would never take a wolf as strong as him down. “It won’t be that much different than last time. I’m just going the other way.”
    “Much different for you .”
    “You met me as a wolf. That shouldn’t bother you.”
    “But we do things I’ll never do with any of the guests at my shelter.” Trina swatted me. “I’m going to have to get shitfaced. You know I was pretty much there that night, too.”
    “I know.” I slipped my arm around her waist. “It was the first thing I tasted after six months. That’s how I knew you were the right woman for me. You were beer flavored.”
    “I don’t drink so much anymore, now that I’m with you. Sam Adams had been my rebound man. He’s taking news of the breakup well, even though we’re going to stay friends.” She tipped her face up to accept a long, hot, non-beer flavored kiss. “So when you say you’re usually only a wolf for a day, have you ever stayed wolf for the whole month? Before you got captured, of course.”
    “Not since I was a teenager. Our bodies were going through so many changes it was harder to control then.”
    “I see.” Trina bit her lip. “You have trouble shifting when you’re horny.”
    I burst out laughing. “Pretty much.”
    “Well, Mr. Channing, I think we should make sure you don’t have any pent-up desire left in the tank. I don’t think I’d be able to forgive myself if you couldn’t shift for a whole month because I left you wanting more.” She ran her finger down the middle of my chest, settling on my growing erection. “You’ve certainly made me insatiable.”
    “I’d hate to leave you with a craving you can’t satisfy.” That wasn’t going to happen because Trina was sinking down to her knees, gazing at my crotch like she’d just come downstairs on Christmas morning.
    Christmas with Trina. I couldn’t wait. It would almost be better than this blowjob. But I’d be a fool not to live in the moment. She’d unzipped my jeans and pushed them down my legs, followed by my boxers. She pumped the shaft in her hand, massaging my ass with the other. Shit, I had to steady myself with my hands on her shoulders, fingers sliding into her hair. I guided her as she wrapped her mouth around my cock, licking and sucking slowly, savoring me like it really could be a month before she had a chance to do this again. She palmed my balls in her other hand, taking me as deep as she could in her mouth, clamping down on my shaft. Her slow movements were ecstasy and torture at the same time. I was dying for her to touch me everywhere, but I’d miss her touch as soon as she was done.
    “Hey!” Trina exclaimed when I pulled away from her, sinking down to my knees. “I wasn’t done with that.”
    “I need to be inside you, now.” I ripped the button off her jeans. It rolled into the crate area, and the cats went crazy trying to chase it. “Before I go insane.”
    Or shift. That would terrify her, if I turned wolf while she had me in her mouth.
    “You were .”
    “Like this.” This close to the shift, everything was intensified and I didn’t have the control over my body that I usually did. Trina was ready for me, her pussy glistening with arousal as I easily slipped inside her. Exactly

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