Read Online Desert Moon (The Wolves of Twin Moon Ranch Book 1) by Anna Lowe - Free Book Online

two were laughing?
    Not only that, but crap, the night was still young.
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    He drove in silence, unable to summon a word as Lana’s tempting scent filled the cab. It was even more striking than the day he’d brought her up from the airport. Tonight, her scent was bold, lusty. Downright provocative. He rolled down the windows and tried breathing through his mouth.
    With a grunt, he finally gave in and smacked the steering wheel. “Damn it! What were you thinking, bursting in naked back there?”
    Lana crossed her arms over the flannel shirt— his flannel shirt, meaning their scents were mingling far, far too suggestively—and stared at him in silent challenge.
    “Those men…everyone saw you!”
    She arched an eyebrow, and something wild glowed in her blue eyes. So did you , purred her wolf. And what did you think?
    A sudden flash of hot hammered his body. We like, we like! His wolf growled. He tightened his fingers around the steering wheel lest they reach out to stroke her silky hair.
    “You have to admit it worked.” She looked smug.
    If hardening every cock on the scene was her goal, then yes, it had certainly worked. Because his was still erect and straining at his jeans. He held his tongue before it licked her all over, starting with that sassy mouth and ending in another warm, wet cavity.
    The thought only hardened the bulge in his jeans. He couldn’t remember ever getting as quickly—or as desperately—aroused by a woman. Fury spearheaded the stampede, with jealousy and desire not far behind. There was something else, too, trembling all the way in the back. Fear? His back went stiff. What did he have to be afraid of?
    One glance at her freckled nose told him what. He could lose himself in her, forget who he was and what his duties were. Forget who she was. No way could he fraternize with the daughter of his father’s sworn enemy.
    Lana watched the funnel of light thrown by the truck’s high beams. “Look, I was out for a run when I came across you guys. They were about to see the rest of the sheep. So I did the first thing I could think of to distract them.”
    “You succeeded,” he agreed, squeezing the wheel harder at the thought of all those men, raking her body with their eyes. And her hands had been all over Dale! Ty couldn’t have wrapped his shirt around her fast enough, and when he did, the contact was electrifying. All he’d wanted to do was smooth the cloth over every curve of her body.
    Another heavy pause pinched the air.
    “You’re not mad, are you?” Her voice cracked slightly.
    Mad? He was furious! He was beside himself! He was…he was melting fast, going all soft and mushy inside while his groin was still rock hard. Desperate to touch her, taste her—and that was just the beginning of his list. He sniffed the air and found it thick with her lust. His was there, too, weaving itself around hers. Jesus, the temptation.
    Lana leaned toward him, her eyes closed, chin tilted up. Her expression went from inquisitive to warm as she cracked into a satisfied smile at his scent. Her eyes opened and landed right on his. Eyes that were more wolf than human. Gotcha , they said. On the heels of that came an open invitation. I want you, wolf.
    He whipped his eyes to the road, jerking the truck back from a swerve that kicked up a shower of giggling gravel.
    “Gotta love the night air,” Lana said, refolding the unbuttoned shirt over her torso and tossing her long hair. She had no idea how much he wanted to tangle his fingers in there and pull her to him. She had no idea how bad it would be if he allowed that to happen. The air crackled with the energy of a whip, poised to snap.
    As the truck reached the crest of a hill, his traitorous foot eased off the gas pedal. In the rear view mirror, the red tail lights of the rancher’s vehicles were mere fireflies in the landscape. Cody’s vehicle was still back there, headlights pointing into the brush.
    He killed the engine but left his hand on the