Free Force of Nature by Kathi S. Barton

Majestic animals, you wolves. You go and show her that after she’s had herself a wolf, she won’t want anyone else.”
    Austin found himself back in his car before he knew it. And along with the flowers, he had a large box of candy she “just happened to have in the store,” and he’d promised to bring her by sometime. Austin was in the lot before he thought about how late it was. But there were lights on, so bracing himself for the worst, he went to the door.
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    CJ was drunk. Not a sloppy kind, just maybe just a little tipsy. Her giggling caught her off guard so she tried to stop it only to go into gales of laughter again. She was just trying to pour some more of the Wild Chicken—not chicken…turkey—in the glass when the door started to make noises.

    It took her several seconds to realize that it wasn’t the door but the flowers on the other side.
    Giggling again, she staggered over to let them in. Besides, she’d never had flowers visit before and she was going to invite them to have something to drink with her.
    “Oh pretty. Can you talk? I love you, roses. Come in and have a seat.” She reached out to touch one when they moved and there was Austin. “Oh look, you brought me a dog too. Hello, pretty doggie. Want me to find you a bone?”
    He growled at her and she giggled again. Taking the flowers and setting them on the chair, she sat across from them. But then she realized she’d not gotten them a glass. She started to stand up again only to stagger a bit.
    “Oops. I got me feet…my feet all messed up. I just need to get a glass so you can have some too.” She looked up at Austin. “So do you want me to get you a bowl of Wild Chicken? I like that name better than turkey. Gobble gobble.”
    He leaned in and sniffed her. CJ had no idea why that would make her all melty, but it did.
    She leaned into him when he suddenly pushed her away from him.
    “You certainly run cold and colder, don’tcha? Let me go, please. I have a guest. The flowers are nicer…is that chocolate? I love chocolate.”
    “You’re drunk,” he snapped at her. Then he picked up her bottle. “Did you drink all this?”
    “Course I did. I had to have my turkey dinner, didn’t I? I dropped mine when Phil did his speedy thingy.” She took the box of candy from him and went to the table. “And now I can have my dessert.”
    She was just pouring her another glass of gobble gobble when Austin took her bottle. “Hey!
    Give me that back. I offered you a bone. Me and the flowers are gonna have a cella…celler…party. And you aren’t invited. Go home. Or do you live in a cave?”
    She’d been thinking about him and his living arrangements too much, she thought. Actually, not so much where he lived but how he slept. She really wondered if he slept in the raw. After he left last night, she’d hoped he’d come back with a condom, or a case of them. But he hadn’t.
    That’s when she’d gone back down to the bar and got another bottle.
    When Austin started pouring the rest of the liquor down the sink, she stood up. That’s when she noticed the box on the counter. She picked them up and read the description. The words
    “extra-large” caught her eye, then the claim “for her enjoyment.” She looked up at him when he cleared his throat.
    He looked every bit the wolf he claimed he was. His eyes, a warm brown normally were now a dark almost black. His face looked tense, like whatever he was holding back was causing him intense pain. Looking down his body, she felt her own react, sort of swell with need of her own. But when she looked at his groin, she moaned and stepped toward him.
    He put out a hand and she simply moved it away and put her hand on his cock. She felt it harden beneath her. When he covered hers with his own hand, she leaned into him and did what he did to her. She licked his neck. When he jerked her away from him, she stared at him.
    “You’re drunk. And we aren’t doing this,” he snarled with a shake of