Her Lonely Mastiff (A Shifter Special Forces Romance) by Summer Donnelly

Author:Summer Donnelly [Donnelly, Summer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter six

Quinn

“You are such a fucking asshole, Cree.” Quinn’s frown was lethal, and he used it with impunity on the younger man. “What is wrong with you?”

“Me? Why don’t you ask your precious human what the fuck was wrong with her? She took on a mother fucking mountain lion!”

“I think she figured out we’re shifters.” Quinn’s voice was quiet. Laced with regret. Just once he wanted a woman to see him as a man again. The pain of his long-ago decision wrapped around him like vine tendrils.

At eighteen, he’d thought he understood the ramifications of his signature on a piece of papers. Hadn’t reckoned on falling in love with a girl crazy enough to take on a full-grown Mastiff. Couldn’t even imagine wanting kids. Pups. Whatever the fuck they’d be.

But then, he had scented Lacey’s fear. Watched in awe how practical resourcefulness had won out over fright. Had witnessed her fire and energy as she tried to protect him from Cree’s cougar.

Quinn knelt by Lacey. He felt her arms and legs, looking for broken bones. “You could have killed her.” He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized no bones were broken. “You okay, Lacey?”

His touch was gentle. Quinn knew he was a big man. He wasn’t good with delicate little things like wine glasses. Old furniture. Human hearts.

“She had the wind knocked out of her. That’s all.” Cree James narrowed his eyes. “You know the rules about campfires in the mountains. We don’t need another fucking fire.” He spat the words out. Cree’s fear of fire was well-known in the community. “Wasn’t the one that destroyed Pigeon Forge bad enough?”

“This was a small fire. Barely warm enough to keep her from freezing to death.” Quinn promptly put that image from his brain. Thinking about death and Lacey in the same breath was too much, especially while he held her cool dazed body in his arms. “You know I’d have put it out properly. But no, you just had to be an asshole about the whole thing, didn’t you?”

“I didn’t know you were coming to her rescue.”

Quinn raised his eyebrow. “Your nose stop working after our sparring match?” Quinn cursed himself a fool for responding to Cree’s call earlier. Had he run away from Lacey and used Cree’s need to run off steam as an excuse?

“You know you’re more pissed off at yourself than you are me, dickwad,” Cree said, folding his arms across his chest.

The bitch of it was, Quinn acknowledged, he was right. He never should have kissed Lacey, no matter how tempting her pretty pink lips were. He never should have run his fingers through her silken hair. And he double-dog never should have made her orgasm.

And yet, he would carry the sweet sound of her release in his mind forever.

Memories cascaded over him of her moans of pleasure followed by the silky wet sounds his fingers made as they’d stroked her sweet pink clit.

Nope, he reminded himself. Shouldn’t have happened.

Luckily, Cree was there to disturb his memories.

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