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hand on his thigh. Ryder sucked in a sharp
breath, which was his only reaction. Wren didn’t stop there. She rubbed the
hard muscle under her palm, following it from above his kneecap to the bottom
of his hip. It twitched at her ministrations.
    Wren’s heart beat a little faster as she continued to stroke
Ryder. God, she wanted him. Too many times she’d made herself come, imagining
it was him who touched her, brought her to climax. She’d go crazy if she didn’t
get his hands on her soon.
    She changed the direction of her stroking so she massaged
across Ryder’s leg, angling toward his inner thigh. Wren kept that motion up as
she rubbed higher, moving in closer to his crotch.
    Ryder croaked, “Wren, what are you doing?”
    She tilted her head back to look at him. “What does it look
like? I’m massaging your leg. Since you didn’t seem too thrilled with the idea
of me rubbing your back, I decided to do this instead.”
    “Stop it.”
    “Why? I’m not hurting you.” She stroked a bit higher.
    A pained-sounding groan escaped Ryder. “No, but I really
wish you’d stop.”
    “I don’t want to.”
    Wren rolled to her side, using her other hand to continue
her massage. She looked down at the front of Ryder’s jeans and saw the bulge
there was definitely bigger than it had been before. She nibbled her bottom lip
and gently ran her fingers across it. Yup, he had an erection hiding in his
pants.
    Ryder grabbed her wrist, stopping her movements. “Wren,” he
said, his voice strained and gruff. “Stop.”
    She met his gaze without trying to pull free of his grasp.
Why would she? Her fingers were still touching his cock. “You like me doing
this. I can see that for myself.” She glanced down at his crotch. “Plus, I like
it. Just being here like this with you is making me wet.”
    The last words had barely left Wren’s mouth when she found
herself flat on her back with Ryder on top of her. His lips were on hers,
kissing her as if he’d waited a lifetime to do so. His tongue stroked hers as
he moaned from deep inside his chest.
    Wren lifted her arms and took two handfuls of Ryder’s long
hair, curling her fingers into it, as she kissed him back just as hungrily. A
wolf’s growl pushed out of her as her arousal increased. This was how she’d
wanted him, wild, not holding anything back. Now she had the answer she’d
sought. Ryder did want her as much as she did him. He’d been holding back for
some reason.
    She sucked on his tongue as she lifted her legs and wrapped
them around his waist. She rubbed her jean-clad pussy against his equally
jean-clad cock. It set the simmering fire inside her to full flame. She dropped
her hands from his hair and grabbed Ryder by his butt, holding him exactly
where she wanted his erection. Wetness leaked into her panties.
    Ryder roughly threw himself away from her so he lay on his
back, breathing hard. He swore under his breath. Wren rolled toward him and
placed her hand on his chest. His heart thumped at a rapid pace under her palm.
Not to be put off yet, she caressed her way lower on his body, but he caught
her wrist before she reached his cock.
    He met her gaze. “I can’t.”
    Wren growled with frustration. “Why are you fighting it? You
no longer can deny you want me.”
    Ryder blew out a breath. “You don’t understand. I can’t.”
    “Then explain it to me.”
    “I didn’t want to, but I don’t think I have any choice in
the matter since you won’t stop. I can’t have sex with you, or any other woman.
To gain my full powers I must remain celibate until I have them. The first
shaman to the wolf brothers, my ancestor, made that very clear in one of the
visions he sent me. If I don’t, I can’t come into them.”
    “Shit.” Wren pulled out of Ryder’s grasp and flopped onto
her back. “So the man I’ve desperately craved for months on end I can’t have.”
    Ryder chuckled but there wasn’t any real humor in the sound.
“You have no idea what I’ve