City Wolves: Paranormal Shapeshifter Werewolf Romance Bundle (Master of the City / Mistress of the City) Read Online Free PDF

amber, verging on gold.
    “Now, hold on, let’s slow this train down.” She suggested, putting her hand out onto the bare chest of the man who held her hair captive, then mentally kicked herself. Really? She had two hot guys trying to pull her into their arms and she was trying to call a time out on it? What was wrong with her? Still, her mouth was operating without the intervention of her brain. Or her ovaries. “I mean… I don’t even know your names.”
    “I’m Verne, this is Darrick. Problem solved.” The dark-haired one moved her hand to the side, fingers twined with hers so he could move in. Her breath escaped her in a gasp as he yanked her up against his hard chest.
    A thrill shot through her, from her aching pussy outward through her whole body. The heat and need in his eyes pressed buttons deep inside her she didn’t know she had. A sudden urge to tilt her head to the side and expose her neck to him overwhelmed her and before she knew it, she’d moved. He growled, the sound between scary as hell and pleased, and then his lips were on her throat.
    Her moan of pleasure broke free this time, loud and proud in surrounding silence. He worked his way up to the soft spot behind her ear and her legs weakened beneath her.
    “We got you, love,” the one behind her, Darrick, murmured, his strong arms wrapping around her to pull her back against him. Something long and thick pressed against her ass. Oh my word, was that his cock… It was a damn flagpole in his pants.
    She bit her lip, then moaned again, arching her back when Verne’s hand closed over her breast under her jacket. He’d undone the buttons without her noticing. Clever wolf.
    “You like that, huh? Being touched by the two of us,” Darrick murmured, his hands not idle either. He pulled her jacket open, and yanked her top away from her waistband, his fingertips flirting with the soft skin. She tried to bat them away with her free hand, self-conscious of her rounded belly, but he caught her wrist. Pinned between the two of them, unable to defend herself.
    His access unfettered now, Darrick dipped strong fingers under her waistband and groaned. “Such soft skin. Pretty. Is it all like this?”
    She gasped as Verne nipped the fleshy part of her earlobe, sending thrills shooting through her. Arousal and need swirled through her body, making her pussy ache. Liquid heat slipped from her, dampening her panties. The swift intake of breath from both men let her know they’d picked up the scent of her arousal and her cheeks burnt.
    “Oh yeah,” Verne rasped, strong fingers beneath her chin to turn her head so she had to look at him. “She likes this. She likes this a lot.”

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    H ell yeah , she liked it. It was all her Christmas and birthday wishes come true in one go with a huge dollop of sex-deprived fantasy. She still couldn’t believe it was happening. Mind you, it was possible, probable even, that she’d slipped while photographing the manor and hit her head on a rock. Yes, that had to be it. She was lying unconscious somewhere in the dark, and her mind had created this fantasy to keep her occupied until help arrived.
    That decided, she relaxed into their hold, looking up at Verne. This was a dream, so she might as well enjoy it. He smiled, the expression softening the harsh, dark features of his face as he leaned in to kiss her.
    She’d been expecting a hard kiss. Dominant. Demanding. Instead his lips touched hers in the softest brush. A caress so soft she chased him to get more of it. He smiled, lips curving against hers and gave her what she wanted. Hand in her nape he held her head still and plundered her lips.
    She gasped as he dominated the kiss, parting her lips and driving his tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers. Unlike past boyfriends who’d used their tongues like a weapon, stabbing deep, or worse still, swirling the damn thing around until she felt like she was on a spin cycle, Verne teased and caressed. Tempted her to join the