The Last Wolf: A Highplains Shifter Erotic Romance (Wolf Fire Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

kept quiet. He reached out and gently cupped my face in his hands, the liquid felt cold and soothing on my skin, I tilted my head back.
    “And you’re neck, it’s very sensitive to the sun, there is a reason they call us rednecks you know.” He slipped his lotioned hands down onto the sensitive skin of my neck as he spoke. With his hands on my throat I could sense his power, if it came to it he would be able to crush me in an instant. Maybe I’m more of a freak than I thought, but there was something strangely exciting about knowing I was in the hands of a man who could casually squash me if he so desired, I felt myself starting to come alive below the waist.
    The old Hope would have stopped him while his hands were still on her neck, but the new me that was starting to come alive let him carry on sliding his hands further down, towards the top of my white cotton blouse. I let out a faint gasp as he nimbly undid the top button. He leant in close and whispered in my ear. “Let yourself go Hope.”
    I felt my breaths growing heavier as he worked his way down the buttons, my breasts straining against the material, as if they themselves longed to be set free. You know what I wished more than anything in that moment? I wished I was wearing a nicer bra. Hakan did not seem to care about the chicness of my lingerie, he slid his hand down from my collar bone to the boring beige cup and began to gently push it down over the curve of my breast, exposing one of my plump pink nipples to the air. It was a warm day but I felt my nipples stiffening in the fragrant air of the Prairie. This wasn’t like me, this was the kind of thing Cassie found herself doing, what was I playing at?
    “Go with it Hope, give in to it, listen to your body.”
    He gently pushed down the other cup and took the weight of my breasts in the palm of his hands, circling my sensitive nipples with the pads of his big thumbs. I was listening to my body for the first time in my life and it was saying, I like this, let’s have some more . I found myself pushing against Hakan, I felt the bulge in his jeans straining against me, a prisoner desperate to get free, pushing into me from its denim jail.
    “Turn around.” He said.
    I did as I was told and found myself wrapped from behind in his powerful arms. He was kissing the back of my neck, heating my whole body with his ardour. “Set the creature free Hope, give in to yourself.” I let out a groan as he slipped his hands into the top of my skirt and ran them down over the waistband of my panties. I wanted to slap him away, embarrassed at how wet I had gotten, but when his fingers encountered the damp patch between my legs he let out a guttural growl of raw pleasure.
    One of his hands caressed me through the thin cotton, while the other slipped into my waistband and slid its way down through my soft well-trimmed hair to my most sensitive nub. I knew how things worked down there, when we had been teenagers Cassie had frequently talked about masturbation and getting herself off, I’d even tried to do it myself, but I could never seem to get it to lead anywhere, and I’d gradually stopped trying, certainly I’d never experienced anything like the pure shock of pleasure I felt when his finger gently slid over my clit. I realised in embarrassment that I’d cried out loud.
    Hakan’s fingers moved down and wetted themselves in my most intimate pool, before he returned to circle my nub, sending throbbing waves of pleasure through my whole body. I found myself doing the least Hopeish thing imaginable and pushing myself back hard onto him, onto the cock I could feel through his pants, bucking my hips and quite literally writhing on him.
    He slipped a finger down my slippery cleft and before I knew it he had parted me and was gently pushing his broad digit up inside me, pushing gently on my inner wall. He softly bit down on my neck and carried on stroking my now swollen clit, I could feel how sharp his teeth were, but