Free ALWAYS (A Wolfe Brothers Novel) by Lita Stone

lips. “You’re
not him.”
    “ You’re sure?”
    She frowned and sat up. “You’re
shaking.”
    Looking to the left, he studied a red
bird perched atop a young oak tree. “I’m fine.”
    “ People don’t shake when
they’re fine. What can I do?”
    Fuck me!
“ Get off me before I hurt you.”
    “ I just beat the crap out
of you, and you didn’t hurt me.”
    “ But I’m really
mad.”
    She turned his head, forcing him to
look at her. “So? Getting mad is not a crime.” Maggie kissed him,
slow and sweet. Cam’s body stiffened. A moan escaped his restraint,
betraying his virtuous intentions. When she drew his tongue into
her silky mouth, his cock nodded its approval. Cam sat up. He
braced her head between his hands. His tongue drove deep inside her
mouth.
    He broke from the kiss, his trembling
hands framed around her face. “Fuck!” He hung his head and grunted.
“You don’t understand. The rage rides my veins like some kind of
fucking roller coaster.” He lifted his head. “It literally burns. I
break out in a sweat, and I—.”
    Maggie pressed a finger against his
lips. “You won’t hurt me.”
    “ You’re fucking killing
me!” Gripping her around the waist, Cam set her on the ground and
climbed to his feet. “You seem to have some subconscious death
wish, and I want no part of it.”
    She scrambled to her feet. “That's
not—”
    Cam held up his hand and folded his
fingertips to his thumb, giving her the universal sign for ‘shut
the hell up’.
    “ Just—.”
    He opened his hand and folded his
fingers, reiterating his message.
    Maggie’s hands went to her hips. “Who
the hell do you—?”
    Cam folded his hand for a third time.
“Friends. That’s the best I can do. No benefits. Take it or leave
it.”
    Her shoulders slumped. “Take
it.”
    Cam cupped his ear. “What?”
    “ Take it!”
    “ Good.” He slid her
backpack over his shoulder, grasped her hand and led her back up
the trail.
    When they got back to camp, he pitched
both tents, lit a fire and grabbed two fat red bottles from his
back pack. He handed her one. “It’s a protein drink. Tastes like a
smoothie.”
    “ Thanks.” She took the
drink. As he poked at the fire, she said, “I thought you said not
to make a fire because it would disturb nature.”
    “ Yup.”
    “ So why did you make a
fire?”
    Because he had to keep busy and not
think about tearing her clothes from her body and fucking her until
morning. Cam sat beside her and twisted the cap off his own red
bottle. “Shut your trap.”
    She laughed and sipped her
drink.
    “ I have a surprise for
you.” Cam slid a stainless steel canister from under his leg. He
poured out the melted ice and pulled out two Hershey
bars.
    “ No thanks.”
    “ You don’t like
chocolate?”
    “ Too
fattening.”
    Cam shook his head. “Do you want to
sleep with me?”
    Her hand splayed over her heart, she
leaned back. “You think?”
    “ As thin as you are, I’m
afraid I’ll break you.”
    She gave him a slow wink, licking her
bottom lip. “Let’s test that theory.”
    Cam wrapped her fingers around the
brown wrapper. “You’re not eating enough calories. It’s why you
can’t keep up with me. You’re burning more calories than you’re
consuming.”
    “ So I might’ve lost weight
over the past two days?”
    He groaned. “That’s not a good
thing.”
    Maggie chucked the chocolate. Cam
snatched the candy from the ground, broke off a square and pressed
it against her closed mouth. She thrashed and bucked until it fell
to the ground.
    Cam positioned himself over her hips.
Holding the chocolate high, he broke off another square. She
squirmed, kicked and clawed.
    He smiled. “Let me know when you’re
done.”
    She looked away. “We’re not hiking so I
don’t need the damn calories, and I doubt I’m getting any other
action tonight so take your calories and shove ‘em.”
    Damn. If only her stubbornness wasn’t so damn sexy, he might be
able to resist fucking