Free Accidentally Yours (Coyote Bluff Series Book 1) by Lea Barrymire

of the time? He absolutely didn’t condone hitting a woman, not at all. The man deserved to have his bell rung a few times just for that. But to have a sensual woman like Cammie, and not treat her like the princess she was?
    He was dragged from his thoughts by a feather pillow bouncing off the bed inches from him. He whipped his head around and found her standing at the foot of the bed, still clutching the sheet, but now carrying one of her pillows. She looked pissed. He so wanted to kiss her for being so cute.
    “I said, get down. You are being so bad this morning. Titan, get down. I’ll bribe you with breakfast if you get off my bed.” Her voice changed to a coo. “Come on, big boy. Come on. I’ll make you more eggs if you come with me.”
    He couldn’t stand it anymore. He slowly rose, stretching his aching muscles. He thumped onto the carpet when he jumped off her bed. He watched her back away a few paces. Shaking his head with the craziness of the situation he approached her, head down, submissive. He hated the fear that floated on the air. Ian thought she was adorable when angry, but seeing her fearful hurt his heart.
    As slowly as he could he walked to her shaking form. When he was within touching distance he leaned forward and bumped her thigh with his head. A sigh of contentment whooshed from his parted lips when her fingers wound through his fur. Leaning a little heavier into her leg he shuddered when she chuckled deep in her chest. The sound was like an aphrodisiac, wrapping around his spine and pushing him to shift to human form. He kept the need under control, but he still suffered the burn , starting in his limbs.
    All it would take was a single moment and he could have her in his arms. He sighed again. She’d run, screaming from him, though, if he shifted now. He needed to wait until he was fully healed and approach her in human form.
    “Come on, sleepy. Let’s go get some breakfast.” She turned, running her hand over his head one more time and then heading for the bathroom. She dropped the sheet just before entering the room and he couldn’t stop his yelp of surprise. She turned, giving him a quizzical look and a full frontal view of her perfect breasts. His control nearly slipped. Her nipples were pink and contracted, pointing directly at him, begging to be licked. He groaned and dropped to the floor, burying his face under his paws. She was a temptress and didn’t even know it. He wasn’t sure he’d survive another day with her without doing something really stupid, like shifting and ravaging her.
    “Oh, honey, are you in pain?” He swore he wasn’t going to lift his head, wasn’t going to stare for another second at her round breasts or her ample thighs. Testosterone and other manly things overrode his brain. He found himself soaking in her body and wincing at the quick spike in arousal. Why was he torturing himself? Because you’re an idiot . He shook his head and tried to close his eyes, really he did, but it just wouldn’t happen. His optic nerves wanted to caress her, wanted to compare the amount of light shining from her beautiful skin with the softer light shining in her eyes. You, my dear boy, are besotted .
    He watched her round ass sashay as she went into the bathroom and close the door. He’d never been so thankful that he couldn’t open doors in wolf form. He needed a moment to collect himself and separate the feelings of his wolf from those of the man. Both halves seemed to want her, but the wolf was starting to scare him. His furry side wanted to mark her, lick her, and treat her like his mate.
    Those were bad things for his animal to be craving. Once the wolf found the one he wanted as a mate it was hard to change his mind. At least the man half of his personality understood that this was just a temporary situation. He knew they weren’t living with their mate, sharing the bed because they loved each other. His wolf, on the other hand, didn’t seem to understand that