Defending Their Mate, Part One: A BBW Shifter Werewolf Romance (The Last Pack) Read Online Free Page A

so good rubbing against her, hard and soft at the same time.
    "Ashley told me," she murmured, tracing her thumb lower, to his chest. He had hair there, coarse and rough. The difference was enough to intoxicate her lust-drunk senses. "About Lucas."
    "He can make this stop."
    "I know." Her lips were so close to his throat, and she could hear his heart pounding. He was steady and rigidly controlled on the surface, but underneath he wanted, too.
    He wanted her .
    Giddy with the realization, she swayed closer. To kiss him, to taste him—except when her mouth found his neck, that dangerous darkness boiled up. Before she could stop herself, she moaned—and bit him.
    Mac tensed with a sharp growl. Instead of pushing her away, he pulled her closer, high on his thigh as he dragged her nightgown up.
    When his fingers met her bare skin, he growled again. "So wet. And you know what that means, don't you, Gracie?"
    "That I'm ready." She'd marked him with her teeth, and that thrilled her for some reason. She touched the spot, traced her fingertip over the slowly rising bruise. "I want it this time."
    He nipped at her lower lip, catching the soft flesh between his teeth as he hummed his agreement. "Every bit of you. Not just the wolf, but the woman, too."
    She'd wanted as a woman before. She'd wanted boys, and her mother had always run them off. Now she understood why.
    Human boys couldn't have handled her.
    But Mac could. She gripped his arms and went up on her toes, cursing the fabric that separated her from his thigh. She should be rubbing against him, skin-to-skin, wreathing herself in his scent and covering him in hers.
    He dropped his head back with a groan. "Connor."
    Connor brushed her hair away from her cheek, his body warming her back, his breath so close to her ear she shivered. "Do you want me to stay, Grace?"
    The words were easy, casual, as if the answer didn't matter to him. But his heart was pounding, and his hand trembled. He wanted her, too. Even though he was sweet and she wasn't. Even though he'd seen her come to the door with a knife in her hand.
    She only had to turn her head a few inches. His mouth brushed her cheek, and then her lips, and it didn't matter that she didn't know how to kiss. When she didn't pull away, he took over with a groan.
    Mac stroked her face, then pressed down on her chin, urging her mouth open wider. Connor's tongue swept in, finding hers, and the heat simmering through her exploded into wild, frantic need.
    The world swung as they turned her, Mac's hands pressing her into the hard lines of Connor's body before drifting—not down, but up to cup her breasts through the thin gown.
    Pleasure sparked through her. She broke away with a gasp, only to find herself staring up into Connor's eyes. He caught her face between his hands and made a soothing noise. Then his touch drifted, past her throat to trace down her arms. "Look at you. So beautiful."
    She thought she couldn't blush any harder, but he was touching her like she was a work of art, as if the compliments weren't just an attempt to flatter her. He sounded like he believed every word.
    "Where do you blush?" Mac whispered the words in her ear, low and hot, as he began to peel down the bodice of her gown, baring her breasts. "Everywhere?"
    She wanted to turn her face to him, but she couldn't look away from Connor. His laid-back ease had vanished, and so had any impression of him as an eager puppy. Something about him was shifting, like the wolf was flowing into him, making him wilder. More dangerous.
    As she watched, he lifted his hand and licked his thumb. Her breath caught, then escaped in a shocked moan when he rubbed a wet circle around her nipple. He did it again, his low voice curling around her. "I can't wait to find out."
    Mac reached past her and clenched his fingers tight in Connor's hair. "You good?"
    Connor answered with a smile, slow and lazy. "Oh, yeah."
    Mac's growl rumbled against her back as he pushed Connor down—
    To his