Free Galen by Tianna Xander

the beast didn’t understand why he hadn’t mated her already. His beast urged him to cover her over and over. He needed the connection and he needed it yesterday. The wolf knew better than the man how rare and precious a mate was and he refused to let her get away.
    The wolf rode him hard to mate her as soon as possible. He couldn’t think straight when he looked at her. Hell, he couldn’t think straight with her scent permeating everything in sight. His cock had been hard since they climbed into the vehicle together. His wolf wanted nothing more than to sink his cock deep into her tight cunt and ride her until she screamed.
    “Talk to me. Say something, anything, to keep me distracted.”
    “Are you getting tired?” Kendra asked, resting her hand on his arm. “I can drive if you’re tired.”
    Galen groaned. “That’s not it at all. Keep me distracted. Keep me thinking.” He sighed, wishing he could stand the touch of her hand on his skin, but the longer she kept the connection, the more he wanted to stop the truck and claim her as his mate. “You might want to take your hand off my arm. I can’t think straight with your skin against mine. Like I said, keep talking. Keep me thinking.”
    “Keep you thinking about what?”
    “About anything but how much I want to bury my face between your thighs and lick your pretty little cunt until you come. Damn it, woman, talk to me about anything but how it would feel to bury my cock so deep inside you that it will change us both forever.”
    “I...uh…um…Oh, my!” Kendra’s eyes widened.
    Galen would wager that no one had ever told her he wanted her so much he could only think of how making love to her would feel.
    “I—I don’t know what to say to that.” Her voice cracked and she let her hand slip free of his forearm.
    Galen wanted to howl at the loss, but kept his gaze on the road. “Of course you don’t know what to say. I have no business talking to you like that.” He hit the steering wheel with the heel of his hand so hard it was a wonder he didn’t bend it. “I can’t apologize enough for the X-rated thoughts I have about you.” He glanced her way for a moment before turning his attention back to the road. “The only excuse I have is that you’re the first woman I’ve been attracted to in over twenty years.”
    Good God, why did he tell her that? Sighing, he kept his attention on his driving and tried desperately to ignore the fact she sat right next to him, the scent of her body ripe and sweet.
    “You haven’t had sex in twenty years?” She shook her head. “What a line. Like I’d believe that. You aren’t a day over thirty–five. Are you trying to tell me you haven’t had sex since you were fifteen? I find that very difficult to believe.”
    Leaning against the back of the seat, she crossed her arms and thinned her lips. “You must really think I’m stupid, or something.”
    “No, Kendra. I don’t think you’re stupid. There’s one thing you aren’t taking into consideration. I’m a were-being, as are you now. We age differently than others. We live longer lives. When that crazy asshole injected you with that serum he may well have extended your life by hundreds of years.”
    “I don’t believe you.” Her eyes widened, telling him that she at least considered believing him.
    “Believe it, sweetheart. I’m ninety-six years old.” My brother Kalen is nearly as old as I am and our sister, is forty-five, though she doesn’t look a day over twenty. She is going through shifter adolescence, for lack of a better term. She’s obviously an adult physically, but as far as her shifter genes are concerned, she’s barely a teenager.”
    “Are you saying that I’m barely a teenager?”
    “I don’t know how old you are, it’s difficult to say. Once the doctor injected you, you would have reverse aged to look like a were-being of the same chronological age.”
    “I’m thirty-five.” Her eyes grew round and she immediately,