Rebel Wolf (Shifter Falls Book 1) by Amy Green

Author:Amy Green [Green, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Five Doors Creative
Published: 2016-03-27T22:00:00+00:00

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Her wrist was throbbing in pain. Anna rolled to her knees. Snow had soaked through her jeans, and her fingertips were stinging. Her chin hurt, and she realized she had smacked it against the ground when the man had knocked her over. She hadn’t felt it at the time.

Big, strong hands took hold of her, and Ian was there. “Fuck,” he said, his low growl distressed. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Anna felt a sob in her throat, and she turned and threw her arms around his neck, gripping him tight, burying her face in his skin.

Ian hauled her to him and held her tight, his arms around her like bands of steel. He was warm as a furnace, his big body giving off heat. He was kneeling, and without thinking she wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to get closer. He sat back on his heels so she was fully in his lap, his strong thighs under her, and she barely had the chance to register that he was naked before he tangled his hands in her hair and pulled back, cupping her face and looking into her eyes.

“Are you hurt?” he asked, his green eyes dark with panicked concern. When she stared at him and didn’t answer, he said, “Jesus, Anna, did he fucking hurt you?”

“No,” she managed. “My wrist, but it’s not broken.” When he brushed his thumb over her scratched chin, she said, “He pushed me down.” Her throat closed up, a stupid panic reaction, but she fought it back. The man had grabbed her, had forced her to her knees. Put his hands on her. She took a breath, trying to erase the feel of the man’s hands with the feel of Ian, curled around her. “Who was he?”

Ian was still stroking his thumbs along her cheekbones, stroking her. His gaze was almost silver, half wolf, as intense as she’d ever seen it. “That was Crazy Ronnie Marcus,” he said. “I can smell his hands on you. He’s a dead man.” Then he leaned in and took her mouth with his.

It was hot, fiery. He made no apologies and he took no prisoners. He opened her mouth and he came inside, his big hands tangled in her hair and holding her head. His beard scratched her skin but his lips were soft, and the mix of sensations was intoxicating, sent her senses flying. She opened to him and kissed him back and let him do anything he wanted as her blood pounded and she breathed him in. He growled and kissed her deep, bruising her, and she whimpered, wanting more. Her fear transformed itself into pure, aching need, and the experience of those harsh, angry hands on her disappeared. There was only Ian, the smell of him, the taste of him.

He broke the kiss and pulled back, still holding her, breathing hard. Anna was holding his shoulders, her fingers digging into his bare skin, his muscles hard underneath. His eyes cleared, and as the cold air slid down her throat she remembered that he was naked.

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