As Cady struggles with my challenges thrown her way, she finds herself caught in a difficult spot. While marshall may not love her, he isn’t ready to let her go. Marhshall’s friend and fellow pack member, Brendan, knows that Cady is speciall and will stop at nothing to make sure she’s safe, even if it means going against his brother, Eric, to keep her.
In the end, the best werewolf will win…
EXCERPT
Brendan gave in to her kiss, but pulled back when he felt her hand rub against the hard length of his erection. “Cady, we shouldn’t.”
“Why not?” she asked, pulling him back down.
“Because … I promised I would give you time,” he answered, wondering if he was an idiot for telling her no.
“You said I could choose the time. I’m choosing,” she said as she lifted her hips, teasing him.
“You aren’t going to make this easy, are you?” he asked.
She shook her head and rubbed herself against him again. Taking his hand, she guided it between her legs. Even with the barrier of her panties, Brendan could feel how hot and wet she was; she was swollen and ready for him.
Feeling brave, Cady reached down and slipped her hand inside of Brendan’s boxers. Her fingers skimmed along his skin, feeling his shaft. Grasping him in her hand, she rubbed up and down, enjoying the feel of him in her hand.
Brendan groaned. “Cady, you’re killing me.”
Pulling him free of his boxers, she rubbed herself against him again.
“Take my panties off,” she whispered.
Brendan shook his head. “I really don’t think this is a good idea.”
With every stroke she made, Brendan lost more and more of his self-control. Slipping his thumb under her panties, he felt her swollen nub. Even if he didn’t take her right now, there was no reason she shouldn’t find her release.
As Brendan stroked her, Cady arched her body. The only thing that would have made her feel better would have been having him inside of her.
Reaching between their bodies, she pulled her panties aside, her fingers brushing the back of his hand as he pleasured her. Grasping his thick length in her hand, she lifted her hips. She felt the head of his cock against her opening and whimpered, wanting more.
Brendan gritted his teeth. Feeling her wet heat and knowing that with just the slightest shift of his hips he could be inside of her was driving him mad. But he had promised to win her trust and that’s what he was going to do… even if it killed him.
Brendan flicked his thumb over her sensitive nub over and over. The closer Cady got to an orgasm the wilder she became. With a quick jerk of her hips, she managed to draw him part-way into her.
Brendan sucked in a breath and held still. He watched as Cady tossed her head from side to side. Her hips shifted so that he slid in and out of her body, causing just enough friction to send her over the edge. She thrust her hips one last time and cried out her release.
Spent, she collapsed onto the bed, her breath coming out in heavy pants.
Brendan allowed himself to slide from her body. He knew he’d have to go to the bathroom and take care of himself, but it wouldn’t be the same. He was still wet from her juices and so turned on he thought he might explode.
“Why didn’t you take me?” she asked.
“Because it wasn’t the right time,” he answered.
Cady reached for him, but Brendan drew back.
“If you touch me right now, I won’t be able to control myself,” he said. He bent down and kissed her before rolling out of the bed. Tucking his cock back into his boxers, he grabbed some clean clothes and beat a hasty retreat to the bathroom.
by Jessica Coulter Smith