Free Challenged by Lorie O'Clare Page A

insides.” He definitely
    sounded angry.
     
    Ali struggled, not liking this. Just the thought of him pleasuring another bitch made
    her insides roar with fury. Putting on a little muscle of her own, she struggled harder
    under his grasp until he almost pushed her forward.
     
    “And have you?” she snapped as soon as his hand was off her mouth.
     
    “No.” His expression was a war of emotions, many that she smelled in the air
    between them. “And that’s probably the problem,” he added, his brooding stare dark
    and predatory.
     
    She straightened her sweater, ready to take him on. Maybe she was a fool, but he
    should be nicer to her. She hadn’t done a damn thing wrong.
     
    “So if I went out and fucked other werewolves, I would quit thinking about you?”
    She put her hands on her hips, watching as he grew in front of her.
     
    He didn’t wear a shirt, and in spite of the cold night air, sweat clung to his body,
    making it glow under the moonlight. His blond hair had some curl to it, damp from a
    hard run. Corded muscles rippled under tanned smooth skin. Just staring at him made
     

 
    her mouth go dry. He was right about one thing. She’d taken on more werewolf than
    she could handle. And the thought of it excited her so much she throbbed with need,
    with an ache so incredible it made it hard to think straight.
     
    Stone let out a growl, pouncing toward her, grabbing her before she could turn
    away. Although part of her didn’t want to move. She wanted his hands on her, rough or
    otherwise, she needed him touching her.
     
    “You liked what I gave you so much you’re going to turn into a slut, go fuck every
    werewolf who howls after you?” He lifted her off the ground, giving her a quick shake
    as he brought their faces close together.
     
    She reached out, grabbing his hair, tugging against his roots as she tried to pull his
    mouth to hers. “I liked what you gave me so much that I want you to give it to me
    again.”
     
    His arms snaked around her, pulling her against him with such fierceness that all
    air left her lungs. Stone devoured her mouth. There was nothing gentle about him. His
    actions, like his body, were hard and rough. And it ignited a fire in her that had
    simmered for over a week now.
     
    Raw. Hungry. Needy. She took him on with the same aggression he gave her.
     
    Her fingers combed through his hair, tangling in it, feeling the softness of it, which
    countered the roughness of his actions.
     
    When he let go of her mouth, it took a minute to catch her breath. Panting as she
    stared into his eyes, seeing the wild Cariboo that pulsed through his veins, her heart
    pattered against his chest.
     
    She brought her legs up, wrapping them around his hips, and rested her arms on
    his shoulders, staring deep into the soul that had tormented her since she met him.
     
    “What is it about you, Stone McAllister?” she asked.
     
    “You got a taste of something you like.” His voice garbled, his teeth pressing
    against his lips.
     

 
    “That explains me then. But why did you come?”
     
    She saw the emotions that she had smelled on him since he’d arrived war inside
    him.
     
    Stone pushed her away. She hit the ground hard, but stabilized quickly. He turned,
    running his hand through his hair. There was no way he was walking away from her.
    He’d come to her. She’d seen the need in his eyes. Emotions tore through him that he
    might not wish to address, but he would, damn it.
     
    Ali leapt at him, her heart swelling painfully when he turned from her. She couldn’t
    bear him walking away, not answering her. She deserved more than that.
     
    “Why, Stone?” She grabbed his arm, feeling his bulging muscles, that raw untamed
    strength. “You came to me. You came back to Banff. Tell me it’s not because you want
    me.”
     
    “Damn it,” he roared.
     
    Stone turned on her with an expression so fierce it made her heart stop. Grabbing
    her arm, he half-lifted her off the