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“Little bitch,” he growled.

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She loved that sound. “Yes?” she whispered, a small amount of power flooding her insides when his expression hardened and his lashes fluttered over his glazed eyes.

“Don’t stop.” His words were forced, spoken through a tight jaw.

She moved her fingers slowly, caressing and stroking as he had when he made

himself harder. No matter the control she had at the moment, she knew it was in her hands simply because he gave it to her. She had never witnessed strength and determination run so thickly in a werewolf’s veins. Josie was all that and so much more.

A mystery, yet oddly simple.

“I wasn’t planning on stopping.” She relaxed underneath him.

Maura spread her legs, allowing for his thick, muscular body to stretch over her. He held himself up just enough for her to look down between them and see his massive chest and muscles strain throughout his body.

God. What a fucking view. Pressure grew inside her as her pussy swelled and grew wetter. She reached between them, working his cock with both her hands and switching her gaze from traveling over his body to his face.

He focused on his headboard, not looking down at her. She stared at the veins protruding in his neck, the way his firm jawline accentuated how hard he focused on what she was doing. But more than that, she wondered if she had his entire attention.

Somehow, she thought she might.

Are you thinking about anything else
,
wolf man
?

If he heard her question in her mind, he showed no sign. His body remained hard, his eyes almost closed, and she swore if he could purr, he would be doing it right now.

Unfortunately, she could only handle stroking that incredibly hard cock of his for so long before she had to put it to better use. The sensations screaming inside her own body grew too intense to ignore any longer.

Possibly knowing she could push him so far that he didn’t dwell on her thoughts put her over the edge too. She almost came watching his expression as she stroked his hard cock. He looked so…content.

Bringing her legs up, she pushed his cock down until it pressed against her soaked entrance. He was thick and moist against her fingers, and bringing them together, almost uniting them, filled the room with the smell of lust so thick it intoxicated her.

“Wait,” he growled, not moving an inch.

“What?” He wasn’t as far gone and at her mercy as she’d guessed. She was

lightheaded with anticipation.

“You wish for all of my attention, to control me. Then that is how it will be.” He lowered his head, piercing straight to her heart with the most beautiful deep black eyes.

They glowed, sparked with streaks of silver. “Mount me, little bitch. Climb on top and control your werewolf. I have no problem giving you that.”

His teeth pressed against his lips, stretching them slightly, making his jaw appear wider. With his dark skin and black hair flowing wildly around his face, he looked so 110

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dangerous, so incredibly powerful and at the top of the food chain—and knowing it.

She got so hot inside when he leaned back, offering her an even better view of his hard, swollen cock.

Her mouth was dry and she shook from the amount of need attacking her. “Fine,”

she managed, her voice cracking. She licked her lips. “Lie down. Let me show you exactly what I’m made of. I don’t need to hear your thoughts the moment you think them to be able to know what is in your head.”

It was written all over his face, obvious when his muscles twitched as he sprawled over the top of his bed. His long body stretched from headboard to base. She loved his dark skin, which at the moment was covered with a smooth sheen from sweat that smelled so pungent and was mixed with his rich, lustful scent.

“I believe you.” He reached for her, and when his fingers touched her shoulders and then moved down her arms, tingles spread over her flesh. Just his touch made her insides scream with the need to come. “Gain your pleasure, little bitch. I can smell how desperately you crave it.”

There wasn’t any arguing that point. She knelt next to him, then raised her leg, almost loving the pain in her inner thigh when she stretched over him. She pressed her foot into the comforter on the other side of him. She wouldn’t easily kneel over him and be able to ride him. It was easier to do on one knee, bracing herself with her other foot.

When she pressed her palms on his chest, his heartbeat thudded through her, adding to the need already coursing inside her.

Then she sank down, lowering herself so that his cock slowly filled her, moving deeper and deeper into her burning hot, soaked pussy.

“Damn. Sweet bitch!” Josie grabbed her breasts, twisting and tugging and driving her nuts.

She started a slow journey, feeling the incredible pressure spread inside her. Heat soared throughout her. His thick cock stroked her pussy walls, appeasing her intense itch and creating even more need every time he filled her. With each determined thrust, Josie brought her closer to the edge. But she wasn’t ready for it to end.

Maura moved quickly, keeping him inside her but switching from her knee and

pressing both feet into the bed on either side of him. Then pressing her hands against his chest, she moved up and down. Letting her hair fall over her face, brush over the dark curls on his body, she watched it tangle with blurred vision. The view stole her breath, but she continued riding him, focusing on the strain in her legs to keep her from exploding too soon.

Their scents grew, built and filled the room as she picked up the pace. His slow growl matched the unbitchlike grunts she exhaled. He swelled, almost splitting her in two. A low growl formed somewhere in his chest, turning into a roar when he came deep inside her. The intense hardness in his expression matched the stiffening of his body. Maura felt his cock twitch inside her, hitting that special spot just right with his final thrust and making her come so hard she almost passed out.

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“Damn, Maura,” Josie grumbled, wrapping his arms around her when she

collapsed on his chest. “I think you can control me anytime you wish.”

She barely managed the energy to laugh. And she would say something smart in just a moment. Lying on his warm body, melting over him as her body sagged, she would put him in his place just as soon as she remembered how to breathe.

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Josie turned and stared at the dark woods when branches crackled.

“What the fuck?” Dimitri’s anger filled the air around them instantly as he sniffed the air and then growled at the darkness. “Nicolo. What the hell is your mate doing here?”

“Damned good question.” Nicolo stepped out in front of Josie and Dimitri. “Heidi,”

he growled, putting his hands on his hips.

“We’re going with you.” Heidi marched right up to her mate.

“And you’re not stopping us.” Rosa’s scent wasn’t as readable as Heidi’s, but her thoughts were loud and clear.

She refused to meet Josie’s gaze, instead giving her attention to Dimitri and Nicolo.

It bugged the shit out of her that Josie read her so easily, but that was too damned bad.

“Like hell I’m not stopping you. You both better turn tail and run back to the pack before you don’t have a pack to run to.” Dimitri stepped forward but Nicolo blocked him.

“Heidi. You know you can’t go to the
lunewulf
pack. They have shunned you. Not to mention I won’t have my mate being part of this.” Nicolo ran his hand down the side of her face. His love for his mate actually drowned the spicy aroma that always surrounded Dimitri.

Heidi stared up at her mate, not speaking but begging with her eyes. Her thoughts were easily picked up over the two males’. She didn’t want to miss out on the excitement and would love to prance into the pack who shunned her with her Malta werewolf by her side. Her courage and love for adventure seemed to be a strong
lunewulf
trait.

Maura opened the door to his den and Josie turned his back on the others, hurrying to her side before she could step outside.

“Why are they here?” she asked quietly. “If they’re going with you, then so am I.”
I
have half a mind to follow you once you leave anyway
, she challenged, not giving a damn that he bristled at her thoughts. “You’re fighting for me. It’s my right to be able to watch. Even Bob said that I should show you where the ceremony park is.”

“I am offering the right for first blood.” There was no reasoning with her on this one. “Bob doesn’t have any say over what you do anymore. And trust me, little bitch, I’ll know how to find the ceremony park.”

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den and the two bitches arriving hadn’t detained them, he might not have heard her impulsive decision to threaten to follow him.

“And there would be no call to draw first blood if you hadn’t killed my mate.” Her lips puckered and her blue eyes sparkled in the night. She was fucking beautiful.

“We’ve been through all this.”

“I’ve made up my mind. Leave me here and I’ll follow you.”

Rosa marched over to Josie. “And we’ll help her.”

“No one is helping anyone,” Dimitri bellowed. “You bitches are staying here, and that’s final.”

“Say what you want, wolf man. What are you going to do if I disobey? Spank me?”

Rosa’s tempting challenge almost made smoke puff from Dimitri’s ears.

He growled and reached for her neck.

Rosa was quick. She grabbed Josie’s arm, actually laughing inside. Why the bitch enjoyed tempting Dimitri’s short temper was beyond him. She found Dimitri attractive, and her vivid thoughts of fucking him were damned annoying, especially when the bitch knew Josie heard every detail. The least she could do was keep her morbid fantasies to herself when she was around him.

“Maura will be safe with me while you fight, Josie. You know that,” Rosa said, speaking to him as if all the others weren’t closing in on them.

“You aren’t going to use the gift on the
lunewulf
pack.” Dimitri reached around Josie and dragged Rosa backward.

“If they try to hurt us you’re damned straight I’ll defend us.” Rosa relaxed and Dimitri quit tugging.

In fact, he let go of her like she’d burned him. “They won’t hurt you because you aren’t going.”

“Dimitri.” Rosa’s tone turned soft. God, it was disgusting how terribly she ached to calm his wrath. “Josie honors Malta werewolves by standing up and offering the right to draw first blood. We’ll all go and present a relaxed and peaceful air. No anger. You can’t let them smell it on you.”

“Are you trying to tell me how to behave?” he growled.

“I’m sure I don’t have to.”

“Uh-huh.”

Josie glanced at Nicolo, who was stunned as he stared at his littermate. No bitch, or male for that matter, ever succeeded in getting to the soft side of Dimitri. In fact, Josie would swear Dimitri didn’t have a soft side. Every inch of his insides flooded with bitterness and anger. His past haunted him daily. The only thing that made him a good pack leader was his drive and craving to see to it that Malta werewolves would overcome the past that drove him nuts every minute of his waking day.

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“Heidi knows the
lunewulf
pack. Maura can protect both of them. Let them go. But only if the three of them agree to stay with both of you at all times.” Josie met Nicolo’s worried gaze, then turned his attention to Dimitri. “If we take off without them, they’ll simply follow us. And we need to get going.”

“Fine.” Dimitri slapped his hand against his thigh, then turned his back on Rosa.

Thanks
,
Josie
. Rosa at least had enough sense to thank him with her mind and not piss Dimitri off even further by voicing her gratitude.

A cold wind attacked his sweaty flesh when Josie let the change take over and resumed his human form after running to the
lunewulf
pack. Maura shivered next to him and he helped untie her clothes from around her damp, slender neck before untangling his own clothes.

“It’s going to snow again,” Nicolo offered, his teeth chattering as he slipped into his jeans.

“Thanks for the forecast.” Dimitri sniffed the air as he dressed then moved closer to Josie. “Where is this park we’re supposed to go to?”

“Just a couple blocks up the street,” Maura and Heidi said at the same time.

Their small group worked to get their clothes on but Josie didn’t pay attention to any of them but Maura. Werewolves almost always ran in groups and seeing bitches naked was something he’d lived with all his life. Heidi and Rosa meant nothing to him.

All that mattered was making sure Maura didn’t suffer any more than she already had.

Josie dressed quickly and then wrapped his arms around Maura, knowing how

terrified she was to walk the streets of the pack she’d lived in for the past few years. Her mate had thrown her away and her pack ignored her pleas for help. She straightened, looking up at him with those beautiful blue eyes.

“Promise me you won’t die,” she whispered.

“I promise.” He kept his tone serious for her. Telling her there was no way those piss-ass
lunewulf
males could hurt him wouldn’t help her right now. She didn’t understand the gift.

Maura walked quickly by his side, the rest of them alongside them as they moved down the middle of the shoveled street. Even though there was no one visible, Josie smelled the apprehension in the cold night air. He heard their worry, their eagerness to watch a good fight and their excitement to see a Malta werewolf go down.

“You can smell their fucking bloodlust.” Dimitri didn’t like that he couldn’t see any of the
lunewulfs
. His thoughts didn’t match his words though, as usual. “They’re cowards not to come out and greet their neighboring pack.”