Maggie's Wolves, Part One: A BBW Shifter Romance (Red Mountain Pack Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

“Put your hands on my shoulders. Ride my hand. I’ll take care of you.”
    His eyes fixed on her, dark and hungry, gleaming yellow with wolflight. She knew that if she looked in the mirror now her eyes would be glowing too. A normal human virgin would probably be scared to be the focus of such openly carnal attention, but Maggie wasn’t scared at all. Seeing the wolf so plainly on his face unlocked a door inside her that she normally had to keep sealed shut. Eli was a wolf just like her, and she didn’t have to hold anything back.
    She liked his eyes on her. She liked his too-big, too-hard body. And she liked the wild light in his eyes as he pumped his hand into her pussy. She liked the growl that rose in his throat when she took charge and began to ride him.
    His wolf trembled beneath his skin, that slight blurring shiver that always accompanied a change. He’d said they wouldn’t shift during sex, that it was okay for her to let go, and she trusted him. More than that, her wolf trusted him, and her wolfy side had always had better instincts about people than her human half. Her wolf looked at Eli and said “mate.”
    The motion of his hand became rougher and more insistent. Instinctively, she tried to squeeze her thighs together, but Eli didn’t allow that. He kept her spread wide. His fingers sliding smooth and deep. He seemed to know just how to touch her, reading the responses of her body and adjusting his pace and pressure to drive her closer and closer to the edge. His thumb slicked through her folds and moved over her clitoris with a light touch. Gentle and sure, the perfect amount of pressure at exactly the right time.
    Her orgasm came upon her in a deep powerful rush. She dug her nails into Eli’s heavy shoulders and dropped her head back as her body clenched around Eli’s fingers buried inside her. He pressed his open mouth to her exposed throat and continued to pump his hand. She felt the scrape of his teeth, but he didn’t break the skin. A growl rumbled from his chest, low and satisfied. It passed from his body into hers and made her entire body tremble.
    When it was over, she sagged against him, panting. Eli stroked her back and whispered soothing words to her—about how beautiful she was and how he couldn’t wait to come inside her. When she recovered enough to speak, she lifted her head. His eyes were still wolf bright and his face was flushed with desire. His body as taut as a predator ready to pounce. Holding her gaze, he lifted his hand to his mouth and licked her juices from his fingers. She shivered, surprised to find that her orgasm hadn’t even taken the edge off of her desire for him.
    “I want your clothes off,” she said, her voice hoarse and rough. It wasn’t a voice she recognized and she thought she’d never been so close to her wolf while still fully in her human form.
    He smiled at the demand and stood, lifting her into his arms and then depositing her on the bed. “As my mate commands.”
    She propped herself on her elbows to watch Eli undress. He stripped quickly, the tension vibrating from his body a palpable thing. She drank in the sight of him. He reached over his shoulder and pulled his shirt over his head and then shucked off his jeans with careless haste. Her mouth went dry. Black hair dusted his chest and narrowed to a line running down the tightly rippled muscles of his abdomen. His biceps were thick, his thighs powerful and strong. His cock was… She swallowed hard. His cock was uncut, perfectly shaped and proportional to the rest of him. Big. More than three fingers big, was her guess. No wonder he’d wanted to prepare her to accept him. A shadow of fear must have shown on her face, because Eli reached for her gently, cupping her jaw and lifting her gaze back to his face.
    “I won’t hurt you, sweetheart. We’ll take this as slow as you need it to be. Let your wolf come out to play again. She’ll help.”
    Sometimes, when it had been a long time between