Wild Read online Renee Rose (Wolf Ranch #2)

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Wolf Ranch Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 62314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 312(@200wpm)___ 249(@250wpm)___ 208(@300wpm)
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Oh, this was so intense. He was as frantic for me as I was for him. I writhed and moaned, wrapping my arms around his head, both terrified and thrilled with my precarious position and the intensity of his passion.

It was so much, all at once. I got dizzy from the sensations flooding through me. The pleasure, the build-up, the emotional ride of being Colton’s on-again off-again sex interest.

Finding out they are all shifters.

I ground my core against his face shamelessly, seeking the release I so desperately needed. I’d never gone from zero to orgasm so fast before. Ever. I’d been primed for him ever since I fell asleep beside him the day before.

Just as I got close, though, Colton lifted his mouth from my core. He looked up at me with a look I’d never seen before. So fierce. So wild. Primitive.

“Wait, no,” I whimpered. “Don’t stop. Please.”

The only sound from Colton was an unearthly growl. He carried me to the bed and tossed me down, and I bounced. Before I even settled, he was climbing over me. His eyes glowed pure amber. His lips were wet from my core, the tendons in his neck were taut. The humanity was completely gone from his face.

A shiver of fear ran through me. He liked to be in control, a little wild, but this? It was different. It was as if he’d been tightly coiled before, and now he was unleashed.

What did I really know about these Wolf brothers? Maybe he’d lied. Maybe he was about to turn me into a werewolf. Could I trust him?

His touch was rough as he shoved my legs wide and pulled down his zipper. When his cock sprang free, he fisted the base, stroked it from root to tip. Lifting his head, he looked at me. Prey. I swore his teeth had changed.

Oh my god—vampire fangs. No, wolf fangs! Either way, they were fucking long and sharp.

“Colton?” I scrambled backward on the bed, bumping into the headboard.

He grabbed my hips and dragged me back under him.

“Mine,” he growled.

“Okay, fine, but I don’t understand. You’re… changed. Colton?” Alarm rang in my voice as I shoved at him.

He growled and rolled my hips over, slapping me on the ass.

“No, not like this.” I turned around.

He stared down at me. I wasn’t sure if it was the word no or what, but that somehow brought him out of this. I was all for wild and rough, but it was as if Colton hadn’t been with me, as if he’d been driven by something inside him. By his wolf.

He shook his head and turned away from me, stumbling back toward his closet, pants open, clothes wet.

“Colton?” My heart pounded.

He shook his head as if flicking water away like an animal.

“Fuck, Marina,” his voice sounded choked as he looked me over. I was naked, sprawled on his bed. I no doubt had a huge hickey on my neck, red marks all over from where he’d touched me.

My pussy throbbed with need, the orgasm having been so close.

He was breathing as if he ran a race, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He sniffed, and I realized he must have smelled my arousal. “I… fuck, I can’t do this with you. It’s not going to work.”

I sat up, pulling the bedcovers up to cover myself. “What do you mean?”

He walked to the door, ripped it open, then turned to face me.

“You. Me. Us. I gotta go. Go back to your bedroom, Marina. You can’t stay here tonight.”

Oh my God. What in the fuck was happening?

Before I could even figure it out, Colton left, bolting out the door and slamming it shut behind him. I heard his heavy footfall rush down the stairs, then the slapping of the screen door off the kitchen.

What had happened? Was he disgusted by me? The smell of me on him like a poison? He’d just walked away. Left. At least he’d been very clear about it.

I dropped to a fetal position on the bed, pain exploding in my chest. I’d thought… again, I thought a guy would stay. Would want me for me. But no. Colton was perhaps the worst.

My dad had never given me crumbs of affection. I’d thought he had, but really, there had been nothing there from the start. I’d hoped there would be more, but Cindy and the Caribbean were more important than me. The guy from college who went after my lab partner? Whatever. Sure, I’d been lacking, but he hadn’t offered me anything. I’d thought he had, until I met Colton.

Fuck, Colton opened me up, cracked me open for me to see who I really was. I wasn’t just the along-for-the-ride girl I’d thought. I was more. I knew what love was, what a connection should be. Devotion. Obsession. Lust. All of it. And yet, I still wasn’t enough. I couldn’t be, or he’d be here in bed with me right now, making me scream his name.


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