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later.
“I’m going to make everything better,” he whispered, against her vibrating skin.
On his knees, he jerked his pants down, releasing his erection.
Ella looked between their bodies. “Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted. “ Mine .” Her eyes lit up while her body hummed with power.
Drake swallowed, gripping his cock and guiding it to her entrance. He let out a hiss of pain laced with pleasure when his hardness made contact with her wet heat. But he didn’t push into her yet.
She screamed, bucking and twisting, making it harder and harder not to sink into her and thrust away until they were both sated.
“Fuck. Fuck , baby, come for me.” He pressed his thumb against her clit. This was it. He was going to take her. Hard and fast and furious. One thrust. That’s all it’d take and she’d be his…
And then he felt it. Her release. It shook her entire body, making her spasm uncontrollably. All he could do was hold still and absorb her pleasure as she bucked against him.
He stared at her coming undone beneath him, and his chest ached with longing. There wasn’t a more beautiful sight than his mate losing herself to pleasure he’d given her.
“That’s good, Ella,” he urged through clenched teeth. He was going to bust. With nothing else to push him over besides her body jerking and her moans of pleasure. “Your release is so sweet, baby. Now let me have your wolf.”
She brushed against his cock once more and he gave up trying to hold back. He tightened his grip, pumping once before releasing his pent up orgasm onto her belly.
A strangled sound burst from her throat as her wolf struggled free, but she wasn’t fighting it. He could sense how hard she was trying, how badly she wanted to be one with her animal.
And then it happened.
He blinked.
Her eyes peeled wide.
They both went still, their mutual pleasure forgotten.
Skin became fur. Teeth became fangs. Fingers became claws.
Drake stared down at Ella’s new form. She was beautiful. She took his breath away. Her fur was dark like her hair had been. She was slender but strong, her frame covered in lean muscle. Staring at him with wide eyes, she whimpered.
He smiled. “Hi, baby.”
Still poised above her, he shifted, finally letting his animal off its leash.
Wolf nuzzled his mate’s neck, imprinting her new, stronger scent. The heat was still upon her, but they were temporarily satisfied. It was enough for now.
She rubbed her snout against his, trying out her new body.
He drew back, letting her stand on four legs. Taking a small step, she stumbled, but caught herself. Inching toward the creek, she bent her head and drank from the stream.
When she looked back at Drake, there was a teasing twinkle in her eye.
She was going to run. His mate wanted to play. A growl rumbled past his chest daring her to run from him. Those legs were new; he’d win that race.
Ella let out a playful bark and then shot around him, heading in the direction of his cabin.
Chapter Nine
“What the hell are you talking about?” Blister snapped. He wasn’t taking this all too well. Drake would have to be blunt.
“She’s your fucking niece. Freeman. Her last name is Freeman. Charles is her father’s name. Bridgette was her mother.”
“Bullshit,” Blister breathed.
“It’s true. Why do you think you aren’t slobbering over her heat?”
He shook his head, shrugging. “Because I’m too fucked up.”
“No, Blister. It’s because she’s of your line, and family lines don’t cross.”
Blister pushed off the fence. “This is bullshit, Drake, and you know it. That girl ain’t related to me. My line was wiped out, and it’s going to stay that way.”
He circled Beast’s car pretending to do pre-race checks. Beast and Ella were both running to qualify tonight. Which was a motherfucking disaster for so many reasons.
One, none of the dogs could be within a hundred feet of her without losing all sense. Except Blister.
Two, Drake’s wolf was riding
“I’m going to make everything better,” he whispered, against her vibrating skin.
On his knees, he jerked his pants down, releasing his erection.
Ella looked between their bodies. “Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted. “ Mine .” Her eyes lit up while her body hummed with power.
Drake swallowed, gripping his cock and guiding it to her entrance. He let out a hiss of pain laced with pleasure when his hardness made contact with her wet heat. But he didn’t push into her yet.
She screamed, bucking and twisting, making it harder and harder not to sink into her and thrust away until they were both sated.
“Fuck. Fuck , baby, come for me.” He pressed his thumb against her clit. This was it. He was going to take her. Hard and fast and furious. One thrust. That’s all it’d take and she’d be his…
And then he felt it. Her release. It shook her entire body, making her spasm uncontrollably. All he could do was hold still and absorb her pleasure as she bucked against him.
He stared at her coming undone beneath him, and his chest ached with longing. There wasn’t a more beautiful sight than his mate losing herself to pleasure he’d given her.
“That’s good, Ella,” he urged through clenched teeth. He was going to bust. With nothing else to push him over besides her body jerking and her moans of pleasure. “Your release is so sweet, baby. Now let me have your wolf.”
She brushed against his cock once more and he gave up trying to hold back. He tightened his grip, pumping once before releasing his pent up orgasm onto her belly.
A strangled sound burst from her throat as her wolf struggled free, but she wasn’t fighting it. He could sense how hard she was trying, how badly she wanted to be one with her animal.
And then it happened.
He blinked.
Her eyes peeled wide.
They both went still, their mutual pleasure forgotten.
Skin became fur. Teeth became fangs. Fingers became claws.
Drake stared down at Ella’s new form. She was beautiful. She took his breath away. Her fur was dark like her hair had been. She was slender but strong, her frame covered in lean muscle. Staring at him with wide eyes, she whimpered.
He smiled. “Hi, baby.”
Still poised above her, he shifted, finally letting his animal off its leash.
Wolf nuzzled his mate’s neck, imprinting her new, stronger scent. The heat was still upon her, but they were temporarily satisfied. It was enough for now.
She rubbed her snout against his, trying out her new body.
He drew back, letting her stand on four legs. Taking a small step, she stumbled, but caught herself. Inching toward the creek, she bent her head and drank from the stream.
When she looked back at Drake, there was a teasing twinkle in her eye.
She was going to run. His mate wanted to play. A growl rumbled past his chest daring her to run from him. Those legs were new; he’d win that race.
Ella let out a playful bark and then shot around him, heading in the direction of his cabin.
Chapter Nine
“What the hell are you talking about?” Blister snapped. He wasn’t taking this all too well. Drake would have to be blunt.
“She’s your fucking niece. Freeman. Her last name is Freeman. Charles is her father’s name. Bridgette was her mother.”
“Bullshit,” Blister breathed.
“It’s true. Why do you think you aren’t slobbering over her heat?”
He shook his head, shrugging. “Because I’m too fucked up.”
“No, Blister. It’s because she’s of your line, and family lines don’t cross.”
Blister pushed off the fence. “This is bullshit, Drake, and you know it. That girl ain’t related to me. My line was wiped out, and it’s going to stay that way.”
He circled Beast’s car pretending to do pre-race checks. Beast and Ella were both running to qualify tonight. Which was a motherfucking disaster for so many reasons.
One, none of the dogs could be within a hundred feet of her without losing all sense. Except Blister.
Two, Drake’s wolf was riding
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