Free Maggie's Wolves, Part Four: A BBW Shifter Romance (Red Mountain Pack Book 4) by Cara Morgan Page A

a mood to argue about it. His hazel eyes glittered with wolflight as his gaze drifted down over her generous breasts and belly. He frowned when he reached her pants. “Take off your pants.”
    Her wolf rose up with a growl and Maggie narrowed her eyes. She’d never responded well to orders. It was something that had driven her aunt to tears upon occasion. Willful, Tildy had called her. Ungrateful and half-wild. Maggie had done her best to repress those qualities, but for some reason—maybe because she knew Case would never actually hurt her—she didn’t feel the need to hide her true self any longer.
    “You take your pants off,” she said. “I’m fine with being naked so long as I’m not the only one.”
    “Maggie…” There was a note of warning in his voice, but his words faded when she crossed her arms over her chest.
    Her breasts plumped beneath the pressure of her arms.
    Case stared, and Eli swallowed a groan. She glanced over at Eli to give him a quick reassuring smile before turning back to face Case. She knew what she was doing. At least, she thought she knew what she was doing. Case had told her that they’d need to establish who was more dominant between them. She was just letting him know up front that she wasn’t folding without a fight.
    A warning shot.
    Case didn’t take it as a warning anything, or if he did, he wasn’t backing down either. He rose slowly to his feet and took a step toward her. She had to lock her muscles to keep from running. He wouldn’t hurt her, her human half said.
    Her wolf wanted to run.
    The wolf wanted Case to chase her. She wanted to see if he had the strength and speed to catch her. Pin her down. Overpower her completely. The wolf wanted to know who would win.
    “You’re playing with fire,” Case said, his voice smooth and low. “You want what I can give you. I know that you do. Just take off your clothes, bend over the sofa, and I’ll give you what you need.”
    He was upping the stakes. Bend over the sofa… She licked her lips and his gaze dropped to her mouth. A growl rose in his throat.
    Well, if that was how it was going to be.
    Turning on her heel, she took off at a dead run. Case was right on her heels. She headed toward the back hall thinking to race outside where there would be more room to run. At the last moment, she remembered that while she couldn’t shift, Case could. She would be at a disadvantage outside. More of a disadvantage than she was inside.
    Cutting to the right, she smiled when Case hit a chair as he tried to follow. She darted toward the stairs, knowing there wasn’t really any escape in that direction. There wasn’t any escape anywhere unless she jumped in a car. But then, she didn’t really want to escape. Her wolf wanted to test her mate, wanted to feel his strength and his power. And Maggie was having too much fun to rein her in.
    Laughing, she glanced back as Case vaulted the sofa. Landing lightly on his feet, he angled toward the stairs to cut her off. She stopped and took a step backwards as he stalked forward.
    “Where do you think you’re going?” His expression was stern, but his eyes were bright with the thrill of the chase. He looked happy. The realization made her heart do a funny little skipping beat.
    “You think I’ll tell you that?”
    “You can’t run far enough that I couldn’t track you down. This won’t end anywhere but in my bed.”
    “You think so?” She lifted her chin. “I thought you had your heart set on the sofa.”
    He smiled, slow and wicked. Her pussy flooded with heat and moisture. Case clearly sensed that because his nostrils flared and his eyes glowed brighter with wolflight.
    “The sofa. My bed. The floor. Maybe I’ll tie you to the dining room table and let the whole pack feast on you when I’m done. The further you push the wolf, the harder he’ll take you.”
    If he meant to scare her into submission, he was doing a poor job of it. She turned, took one running step, and came up