Dalton, Tymber - Doggy Tales [Doggy Tales] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free Page B

Safe.
    Loved.
    “I love you, too, Ivan.” She knew the words were true as soon as she whispered them.
    “Forever?”
    “That’s a long time.”
    He nodded. “You have no idea.”
    “We’ve got a lot to talk about.”
    He nodded again.
    Lindsey swallowed, hard. “Do I start doing…this?”
    He smiled. If she’d had any reservations, that would have melted them away like a spring thaw on Mt. Rainier. “Long story, but no. I was born like this.” He sat up and held her hand. “Okay. No fleas or ticks, I promise I’m faithful, and I’ll rip the throat out of any guy who dares look at you wrong. But you can’t get me neutered.”
    She laughed, but his desperate, pleading look pulled at her. A guy like this should look confident he’d get the girl, but he looked scared.
    “Downside?”
    “It’s a fucking big secret to keep. I’ll introduce you to Jeremy.”
    “Who’s he?”
    “He’s my friend, boss, and Alpha.”
    “Alpha?”
    “Pack leader.”
    She sat up. “Pack? There’s more of you?”
    “More than you’d think.”
    Reality hung on by a rapidly fraying thread. “Upside?” she whispered.
    His smile returned and he leaned in, nuzzling her just behind her ear, making her lower belly contract in a hot and pleasant way. “I get to do this to you every day for the rest of our lives.”
    “Promise?”
    “Absolutely.”
    She nervously swallowed as the abyss loomed beneath her. “Will you protect me and keep me safe?” It’d been so long since she’d felt safe. And the past few days, even with dog-Ivan, she’d felt safer than she had in…well, years.
    A fierce expression blasted across his face. “No one will ever again harm you. Ever. I’ll die before I let that happen.”
    Lindsey closed her eyes. “I’m yours.”
    His growl might have been scary except for the fact that his lips did incredibly addictive things to her neck. Ivan gently lowered her to the bed. He quickly returned to his earlier position between her legs and dropped his head.
    She hoped the neighbors weren’t home. His tongue firmly stroked her clit and sent a shockwave through her nervous system the likes of which she’d never experienced. When he slipped one, then two thick fingers inside her, she loudly moaned.
    “Fuck, yes!” she cried.
    Ivan chuckled but didn’t respond, his lips too busy massaging her swollen nub as his fingers skillfully stroked her to the most explosive climax she’d ever experienced. She screamed his name as he kept her coming for what felt like forever.
    Well, she could ditch the vibrator. And the dildo. What was the point? They were smaller than him.
    He eventually relented and moved up the bed to gather her against his firm chest, holding her, his face buried in her hair.
    “Every day?” she gasped.
    “As many times as you want.”
    She flattened her body against him, his cock rubbing along her belly. “You’ve still got to propose.”
    “Marry me. Please. If you want groveling, I can do that.”
    “Yes.”
    “To the groveling?”
    She nipped his throat. His cock jumped in response. “No, silly. Yes, I’ll marry you.”
    Then he slipped his cock inside her, buried deeper than any man had ever gone. He rolled on top of her while she threw her legs around his waist, hanging on for the ride.
    His eyes locked onto hers. “I’ll never leave your side.”
    “That’s unrealistic.”
    He smiled. “You’re a ballbuster, aren’t you?”
    “That a problem?”
    “No. I’m always up for a little kink.” He playfully grinned.
    Lindsey laughed. “I think you’ll need a daily session on the leash to remind you who takes you home every day.” She reached up and flicked the choker collar, which still hung, albeit much more loosely, around his neck.
    He plunged a little deeper, drawing a gasp from her. “Leading me around by my cock isn’t good enough, huh?”
    She grabbed the collar and pulled his face to hers, thrusting her tongue between his lips.
    His hungry groan flipped her