Free Convincing Emily [Wolff Pack 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Alicia White

human world. Nope, people were encouraged to get to know one another, date, and then get married or commit to a long-term relationship. Shifters did things at an accelerated pace. Once you scented the one meant for you…fuck, mark, claim, forever.
    Emily walked through the bathroom, inspecting the modern fixtures. There was a huge tub that seemed to stretch across one wall. It was connected to a separate shower with glass walls. It looked as if it could easily fit six shifters. She glided her hand across the cool marble countertop. The place had a cozy feel to it, and she planned on spending most of her time in this very room. She would be the cleanest woman in the area.
    A cramp squeezed her insides, causing her to bend over from the sheer force of it. Emily started to pant, trying to breathe through the sudden onset of pain. Her body felt warm, sweat coating her skin that felt too tight all of the sudden. Her heart was pounding so fast that she became dizzy. Moving, she leaned against the wall, trying to gain some control, but she started shaking. Sinking down to the ground, Emily invited the chill from the air to cool her down.
    Oh, no…no, this can’t be. Not right now! Emily wrapped her arms around her chest and started rocking herself back and forth. Every month female shifters went through their heat, or “needing” as some called it. It didn’t start until the human and animal were both craving their mate. The scent of a female’s arousal called to most unmated males, but specifically it sent out a beacon to the man or men that were destined for you. And here she was in her mate’s home, just down the hall from them.
    Emily pushed herself up off the floor. On shaky legs, she climbed into the shower and turned the cold water on. The blast helped to cool her down, although the power of the spray made her skin feel sensitive. She grabbed the soap and as gently as she could, rubbed it over her body, moaning at the contact. Shit…this isn’t good.
    Her vision became clearer, the scent of her males stronger to her nose. She knew exactly where they were. Her teeth elongated, and Emily leaned against the tiles, fisting her hands. The bear was pushing its way to the surface, demanding satisfaction, and she wasn’t sure if she had the strength to stop her. At least she had her toy. Tonight, she would spend hours fantasizing and taking care of her needs. Before when she had faced her heat, it didn’t last longer than a day. That was when her mates were in another state though. Now, they were here and the feelings she was having were more intense than anything she’d ever felt.
    Emily was panting by the time she shut off the water, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. She stalked naked out of the shower and started checking cabinets, looking for a towel. When she finally found one, she patted the moisture from her skin. With each swipe of the soft material, nerve endings seemed to come to life. Her pussy was dripping, her inner muscles flexing. She didn’t have much time. She could barely think any longer. Dropping the towel on the ground, she practically ran to her suitcase.
    When the zipper wouldn’t cooperate, she started tearing the bag apart with her claws. Where is the fucking toy? She dumped the contents on the ground and wanted to shriek in agony. Her favorite toy, BOB, was nowhere in sight.

Chapter 7
     
    Good lord, Cole thought he might actually die from a heart attack. He’d seen her naked, had seen her shift, but this was a totally different experience. Up close like he’d been, every soft curve only a few steps away turned his brain to mush. Her creamy ass, he’d envisioned going to his knees and sinking his teeth in her then and there. He didn’t want to mark her neck. No, he wanted to mark her entire body. He wanted every other male to know that she belonged to him. All the blood pumping through his body shot down to his cock in that moment, making it impossible to think at all.
    Cole