Free Her Lone Wolves by Diana Castle Page B

full-blooded one,” Everett said. “But you have enough of the blood in you to have helped bring about Caleb’s change.”
    She nodded, although she was only dimly aware of him. If it was true, and if she did have werewolf blood inside her that meant she wasn’t entirely human. But if she also wasn’t fully a werewolf then what was she?
    She looked up at Everett. He must have seen the confusion and fear in her face for he came over and sat next to her. She could feel the warmth of his body and she could smell him, and he smelled like wood and sweat and musk, and it sent a feeling both comforting and lustful through her.
    “I don’t think you have the ability to shift into wolf form,” he said, his voice low as if he was trying not to frighten her, “but because you’re half shifter and you’re a female you give off a certain kind of pheromone and when it’s close to moon-change, if a male and female shifter become sexually intimate, it can set off the change early.”
    He placed his hand over hers. She couldn’t help but jump at the electric current that surged through her when they touched.
    “We don’t have much time,” he said. “Caleb could already be miles away from here.” He looked over at Avery. “I’ll shift. You stay here with Jane.”
    “You sure?” he asked. “We could cover more ground with two of us.”
    Everett looked back at her then shook his head, his expression one of concern. “Someone should stay here with her.”
    Jane wanted to protest and tell him she’d be fine, but so much had happened she realized she didn’t want to be left alone. Plus the idea of all three of them changing into wolves was more than she could handle right now.
    “What do I need to do?” she said instead.
    “Whatever will bring Everett to climax in your presence,” Avery said.
    She glanced at Everett’s groin. “I could...what if I...masturbated him?” She wasn’t quite ready to do anything more than that.
    Everett rose from the couch and quickly took off his clothes. He looked even more powerful naked, the light from the fire burnishing his tall, muscular body.
    He looked like the wolf-god.
    She rose from the couch and approached him. Tentatively, she touched his already erect cock. It was so long and thick and beautiful. She took hold of it and rubbed her hand up and down.
    Everett groaned, his excited breath beating against her face. She briskly rubbed his cock. It grew even harder, longer and thicker. Her mouth watered, and suddenly she wanted more than just to touch it.
    She lowered herself to her knees.
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    Everett’s eyes widened when Jane fell to her knees. Just the touch of her hand had nearly brought him to climax as he hadn’t been with a woman since Naomi. He hadn’t expected Jane to want to do more. She took his burning cock between her lips and gently sucked it. He threw back his head, the muscles in his neck like iron.
    Damn, it felt good.
    He grabbed her head but made certain he didn’t hold it too tight. With the erotic power of his need to shift surging hotly through his body, he feared he might crush her skull like an egg. His heart beat wildly in his chest. Her soft, moist mouth on his cock was torture. But the best kind of torment. Her silken lips were clamped firmly around the thick root of his penis, her tongue twisting wetly around the sensitive ridge. She sucked him hard, her mouth pulling firmly on his cock.
    He fought the urge to thrust himself into her mouth. But when she cupped the heavy, tight globes of his scrotum with her nimble fingers, he could hold back no longer. He didn’t want to hurt her, and he tried with all his strength not to, but his seed flooded through his cock and he exploded into her mouth.
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    As Everett’s molten penis throbbed between her lips. Jane kept her mouth fastened about it, not wanting to let him go, needing to swallow every bit of his seed. His cock felt so good in her mouth, so thick and so hard, that her cunt was