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Call of the Wolf Series: Claimed by Wolves
Samantha Anderson is carrying out her grandmother's last wish and visiting the Northwest to learn about her family's heritage.
She's surprised by her immediate attraction to the five McAllister brothers: sexy big brother and pack alpha Gabe, hot carpenter twins Bart and Nick, and young and sweet fitness trainer twins Eddie and Andy. She's even more surprised when they all decide to pursue her.
What she doesn't know is that the wolf-dog shape-shifting brothers have recognized her as their mate and are determined win her over so she'll agree to a formal mating ceremony which will tie her to them forever.
The only holdout is Gabe, who worries about mating with a human and wants to learn more about her before revealing their secret. To do this, he decides to spy on her in wolf-dog form. That's when he finds out that Samantha has a secret of her own.
The sun went behind a cloud, and suddenly she found herself shivering. She swam over to the edge of the pool. Gabe came forward and held out a hand. She let him help her out of the water but then wasn’t sure what to do next. She knew she was standing in front of him almost naked, and her nipples were hard, poking through the sheer material of her bra, and not totally because of the cold.
* * * *
Gabe stared at her amazing body, his cock aching to be inside her. When he’d been in wolf form, he’d had to leave so as not to show how much her near nakedness had affected him. As a man, he didn’t have to hide it. He knew she saw his arousal, and she wasn’t backing away.
She was wearing a delicate pink color that had become transparent in the water. He could see her nipples as tight as berries, jutting out against the fabric and the dark curls at the juncture of her thighs. He didn’t know where he wanted to put his mouth first, but he knew he had to touch her, and he knew where he wanted her mouth.He reached out a finger to gently flick one of her erect nipples. She froze as if waiting for something. He closed his entire hand on it, enjoying the feeling of the hard tip pressing against his palm.
He waited, half expecting her to push him away. Looking over at her, he could see that her eyes were half closed and her breathing had sped up. He reached out to cup her other breast. He heard a hitch in her breath and then felt her lean in to his touch. He gently squeezed her breasts, his thumbs rasping against the nipples through the transparent fabric.
He felt his cock grow even harder, straining against the fabric of his pants. He saw her glance down and her eyes widen as she took in the size of him. He released one of her breasts, reaching down to take her hand and place on his cock, pressing her palm against it. He felt her gripping him lightly and held her hand, tightening and moving it up and down over his length and he tightened his grip on her breast.
Just then, she shivered. He wasn't sure if she was shivering with desire or from the chill of standing there in her wet clothes. He dropped the blanket he was still holding and reached out, pulling her close, his body heat chasing away the cold as he rubbed his hands up and down her body briskly until she was starting to warm up. Then his hands settled on her ass, pulling her close to him, pressing her against his erection, letting her again feel how much he wanted her.
Then he waited. As much as he wanted her, he was giving her the choice.
* * * *
She knew he’d leave her alone if she wanted him to, but she found that she didn’t want him to. He was waiting for a sign from her. She shouldn’t feel as close to him as she did. This was technically only their second meeting, but she’d spent two evenings with him in wolf form, and maybe that was why she felt so close to him.
All she knew was that she wanted him, all of him.
“Why are you still dressed?” she asked, her hands going to the hem of his T-shirt. “You are making me feel self-conscious.”
“Can’t have that.” He slipped his tee over his head, kicked off his shoes, and removed his pants. She found herself staring at his beautiful torso, well muscled but lean with defined pecs and a six-pack of abs she longed to run her fingers over. His torso was covered with a light furring of hair, but not too much. Just a dusting on his chest leading down to the treasure trail below his navel that then led to his very impressive equipment that was clearly fully ready for action.
And now suddenly she was the overdressed one. She reached for the fastening of her bra, but he stopped her.
She was surprised when he didn’t remove it himself. Instead, he moved away from her, but he was just picking up the blanket and spreading it carefully on a grassy spot out in the sun. She watched his tight buttocks as he walked away from her, and then when he walked back toward her, her eyes were riveted by his huge erection bobbing with each step.
She fought to tear her eyes away from it, looking up. The look of intent in his eyes scared her a bit, but she wouldn’t break eye contact.
He smiled and reached out a hand to cup her breast briefly before reaching behind her to unfasten her bra. Then he led her over to the blanket, urging her to her knees. She slid down gracefully, looking up at him with hungry eyes.