Dreams of Wolf [Half-breed Shifter Series Book 2] Read Online Free Page B

afterglow
conversations lasting late into the night.
    “No lying,” she
added aloud. “No cheating on me with my gorgeous friend. No messing up my
bathroom, forgetting to put the seat down. No, ‘Hey, baby, what’re you cooking
tonight?’ God, Jaycee, what is wrong with you? If you want companionship that
bad, get a fucking dog.”
    The face of the
wolf from the Griffin’s backyard flickered through her head.
    “Maybe I’ll
adopt the wolf, and he can be my new pet.” Turning over onto her side, she
stared across her dark room and softly called under her breath, “Here wolfy,
wolfy, wolfy. I’ve got a nice, tasty treat for you.”
    The mental
picture of that wild beast eagerly padding up to her, his tongue lolling out
the side of his mouth as he panted a happy greeting like some tame canine, made
her chuckle. “Damn, I’m losing my mind.”
    She sighed
again and closed her eyes. Sleep stole into her system, relaxing her arms and
legs until she was out. When her body settled and her inner consciousness took
over, she dreamed of sex, of some man pressing close, the warm feel of his body
rubbing against her bare skin.
    He worked her
masterfully, knowing exactly where to touch, where to suck and lick. Faceless
and nameless, he loved her and wanted her repeatedly, never tiring and always
delighting in her body.
    She gasped
awake with her hand between her legs. Her fingers, wet from her own juices,
slid over her clit as it jerked in eager appreciation. Staring up at her
ceiling, she continued to fondle herself, feeling more alone now than when
she’d gone to sleep. Falling away from her pussy, her limp hand settled onto
her thigh, no longer interested in masturbating. What was the point? Not even
an orgasm could fill the empty void in her heart.
    Sighing, she
stared up at the shadows on her ceiling as light spilled into her room from the
hallway.
    Wait. Light
from the hallway ? But she’d flipped off all her lights before going to bed.
Turning her head, she gasped and bolted upright when she saw the silhouette of
a dog standing in her doorway.
    No, not a dog.
A wolf.
    The wolf.
    It came toward
her, its big brown eyes intense, changing with each step, raising off its front
paws, only to walk on the hindquarters. Hair melting away, its white and gray
fur became smooth, tanned skin stretched taut over some wickedly bulging
muscles.
    Her jaw
dropping as the animal became man—fully naked and fully aroused—Jaycee gaped in
utter wonder.
    “So, where’s
this tasty treat you promised me?” he asked once he reached the bed and loomed
directly over her.
    Too stunned to
even blink, she pointed to the doorway. “Did you just—no.” Shaking her head,
she uttered in a hollow, disbelieving voice, “I’m dreaming.”
    “Yes.” His tone
was low, dark, and downright sinful. “And I’m your dream come true.”
    She ran her
hands through her hair, the silken, blonde strands gliding against her palm
feeling too real to be a mere dream. “Holy shit, how many glasses of wine did I
drink tonight?”
    “Two.”
    “How do you
know…” She didn’t bother to finish the question and shook her head, but that
didn’t clear her muddled thoughts in the least. “Of course, you know how much I
drank. You’re my dream man. You know everything about me.”
    “That’s right.”
He grinned, slow, sexy, and delicious enough to be illegal. “And I know you
want some good old-fashioned hot, raunchy sex. So I’m here to deliver.”
    Her mouth fell
open as her earlier words to Riley were quoted verbatim back to her. Before she
could manage much more than a squeak of surprise, he reached out, grasped the
edge of her blankets and peeled them off her body, slowly revealing her breasts
and stomach, then her cunt and thighs, all the way down to her knees and toes
until he dropped the covers onto the floor at the foot of the bed.
    She moved to
hide herself with her hands, but he easily caught her wrist. Bringing her
fingers to his nose, he