where I wanted to be. Still half dressed, pants around our ankles, we moved together in a frantic rhythm. My hands knotted in Trina’s hair so I could ravage her mouth the same way I was doing to her pussy. Every part of her was so fucking sweet.
“This is good, too.” She pulsed around my cock, her fingers digging into the backs of my arms as she came. I loved riding her orgasm, the contractions of her body bringing me over the edge.
We lay together, a tangle of half-dressed limbs, panting and holding each other. “I don’t know if I should get dressed or just take it all off.” Trina laughed.
Slicked with sweat, I was still shell-shocked by the intensity of my need for her. Everything in my body was still going haywire, and I wondered if I’d even make it until the full moon before I shifted. “I think I’m going to shift tonight.”
“The moon isn’t completely full until tomorrow.” Trina pulled her jeans up her legs and frowned. “Is this a good thing or a bad thing?”
“It’s never happened before.” My skin rippled. Fuck. It was definitely going to be tonight.
“If you’re feeling this way, what about your brothers? Major? Wouldn’t it be the same for them? They haven’t shifted in a while, either.”
“We don’t sit around and talk about our feelings.” I tried to make a joke as I zipped my jeans. Oh, to hell with it. I pushed them down my legs and ripped off my sweatshirt. Trina’s eyes were huge, but she didn’t say anything. “It’s not something guys do. The closest we get to that is talking about the new house.”
“And I love that. But Shadow, I’m scared. Like in the bad way. I don’t want you to be the only wolf. If you’re feeling this vulnerable as a man—-“
“It’s not weakness!” I growled. It was anything but. It was lightning in a bottle; pure unleashed nuclear fire. If Trina worried about anything, it would be the untamed aggression that I needed to satiate. I hated that her tornado was back, swirling with doubt about me. Once I shifted back to man, I’d fix everything. There wasn’t time for that now. The wolf was on its way. “I’m going to use this to my advantage. No one will expect me tonight.”
“What are you going to do?” Trina rushed after me. I stood in front of the shelter, my skin glowing in the light of the Beaver Moon. Fur blossomed beneath the surface of my skin. There was no way to stop it.
“What I always said I was going to do.” My newly sharp teeth cut my tongue as I spoke. “I’m going to restore order to the pack and reclaim what’s been taken from me.”
**
T he cool night air rippled through my fur as I sprinted toward the forest. This felt good. Too good. The last time I ran in wolf form was the night Ryker had caught us. It wasn’t lost on me that my final destination tonight was the same exact place. Full circle.
Sawtooth had settled in for the evening. None of the electricity pulsed through the air like it normally did on the night of the full moon. That energy always rubbed against my skin, whether I’d shifted yet or not. I was disoriented without it. Maybe after being away from the ebb and flow of the shift for seven months I wasn’t as sensitive, but no other wolves passed through the trees as I approached our village.
I was greeted by Mom whooping at the cabin. “Rummy!” she exclaimed and I already knew what she was doing—putting down the last of her cards and standing up for her victory dance while my brothers groaned, left holding half the deck. “You should’ve never put two fives that close together, Baron. I taught you better than that.”
We were all convinced she taught us the wrong rules because none of us had ever been able to beat Mom at a game of cards. Didn’t matter the game, she mopped the floor with us every time. She should’ve moved to Vegas, but they’d probably run her out of town for being a card shark.
Baron and Dallas were playing cards; that meant they had yet to shift.
“This is good, too.” She pulsed around my cock, her fingers digging into the backs of my arms as she came. I loved riding her orgasm, the contractions of her body bringing me over the edge.
We lay together, a tangle of half-dressed limbs, panting and holding each other. “I don’t know if I should get dressed or just take it all off.” Trina laughed.
Slicked with sweat, I was still shell-shocked by the intensity of my need for her. Everything in my body was still going haywire, and I wondered if I’d even make it until the full moon before I shifted. “I think I’m going to shift tonight.”
“The moon isn’t completely full until tomorrow.” Trina pulled her jeans up her legs and frowned. “Is this a good thing or a bad thing?”
“It’s never happened before.” My skin rippled. Fuck. It was definitely going to be tonight.
“If you’re feeling this way, what about your brothers? Major? Wouldn’t it be the same for them? They haven’t shifted in a while, either.”
“We don’t sit around and talk about our feelings.” I tried to make a joke as I zipped my jeans. Oh, to hell with it. I pushed them down my legs and ripped off my sweatshirt. Trina’s eyes were huge, but she didn’t say anything. “It’s not something guys do. The closest we get to that is talking about the new house.”
“And I love that. But Shadow, I’m scared. Like in the bad way. I don’t want you to be the only wolf. If you’re feeling this vulnerable as a man—-“
“It’s not weakness!” I growled. It was anything but. It was lightning in a bottle; pure unleashed nuclear fire. If Trina worried about anything, it would be the untamed aggression that I needed to satiate. I hated that her tornado was back, swirling with doubt about me. Once I shifted back to man, I’d fix everything. There wasn’t time for that now. The wolf was on its way. “I’m going to use this to my advantage. No one will expect me tonight.”
“What are you going to do?” Trina rushed after me. I stood in front of the shelter, my skin glowing in the light of the Beaver Moon. Fur blossomed beneath the surface of my skin. There was no way to stop it.
“What I always said I was going to do.” My newly sharp teeth cut my tongue as I spoke. “I’m going to restore order to the pack and reclaim what’s been taken from me.”
**
T he cool night air rippled through my fur as I sprinted toward the forest. This felt good. Too good. The last time I ran in wolf form was the night Ryker had caught us. It wasn’t lost on me that my final destination tonight was the same exact place. Full circle.
Sawtooth had settled in for the evening. None of the electricity pulsed through the air like it normally did on the night of the full moon. That energy always rubbed against my skin, whether I’d shifted yet or not. I was disoriented without it. Maybe after being away from the ebb and flow of the shift for seven months I wasn’t as sensitive, but no other wolves passed through the trees as I approached our village.
I was greeted by Mom whooping at the cabin. “Rummy!” she exclaimed and I already knew what she was doing—putting down the last of her cards and standing up for her victory dance while my brothers groaned, left holding half the deck. “You should’ve never put two fives that close together, Baron. I taught you better than that.”
We were all convinced she taught us the wrong rules because none of us had ever been able to beat Mom at a game of cards. Didn’t matter the game, she mopped the floor with us every time. She should’ve moved to Vegas, but they’d probably run her out of town for being a card shark.
Baron and Dallas were playing cards; that meant they had yet to shift.
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