Brindle--Mating Season by V. Vaughn

Author:V. Vaughn [Vaughn, V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugarloaf Press

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After my fun evening with Devon, I’m on my bed and staring at the ceiling. The moon is almost full, and even though I turned off the light, the moon’s bright glow illuminates my room. Brindle still hasn’t replied about tomorrow, and I assume he doesn’t want to see me, so I begin to wonder about what my life as a single mother will be like.

A quiet howl that seems close makes me get up and look out my window. A wolf is on the edge of the trees that make up a sparse forest behind our house. He looks right at me, and I’m mesmerized by his eyes. Brindle.

I tiptoe down the staircase and skip the creaky fifth step so I can sneak out without waking my parents. Once I’m through the back door, the wolf approaches me. I’ve seen Brindle in his animal state only twice, but I’d recognize the white fur tipped with black anywhere. I reach out toward him, and he ducks his head for me in an invitation to stroke him.

The grass is wet with dew under my knees when I get down to be face to face with my mate. He nuzzles my neck, and I whisper, “Shift for me. I want to see it.”

He walks in a circle and huffs a few times before his human form begins to take over. Bones crack, but he doesn’t appear to be in pain, and seeing the smirk on his face when he’s done makes me chuckle. He says, “I think you want me naked.”

I step forward and place my hand on the taut skin of his chest to drag my fingers down to his abs. “I do like you that way.”

“I like you that way, too.”

I push him into the woods and out of eyesight in case either of my parents happened to look outside and see us. “Is that an invitation?”

Brindle lifts my shirt, and I raise my arms so he can pull it over my head. A gentle breeze flows over my naked breasts, and my nipples harden. They’re incredibly sensitive, and I tremble as I slide out of my boy shorts. A low growl comes from Brindle, and he drops to his knees. “You smell better than when you were in heat. How’s that possible?”

I should tell him I’m pregnant. But when his mouth lands on my stomach and he starts to kiss his way down, I lose my ability to think and let my head fall back as I moan. He makes his way between my legs, and I thread my fingers through his long hair and stumble back a step to steady myself against a rock. Lichen scratches at my skin, but the discomfort is trivial compared to the bliss I’m experiencing. I’m close to the edge and push him away. “I need you inside of me.”

Brindle stands. “You don’t have to ask me twice.” He turns me to face the rock. I place my hands on it and bend at the waist to assist his entrance.

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