Maggie's Wolves, Part Three: A BBW Shifter Romance (Red Mountain Pack Book 3) Read Online Free

alpha female? Because he couldn’t resist teasing her a little and because he wanted to be sure, he asked, “You want my cock in your ass? That’s what you want?”
    “Yes.” Her blush deepened. “Please.”
    She hadn’t needed the please. He almost wished she hadn’t said it. It broke something open inside him that made him feel distressingly vulnerable. He understood pack. The dynamics of it. The power struggles and the dominance games. He didn’t understand this. Whatever this was scared the hell out of him. But there was no way in hell that he was backing down.
    Turning his hand, he gripped her wrist and tugged her forward. “Then come here.”
     
    Maggie couldn’t figure out what it was about Jack, but something made her think he was hiding from her. Eli—there was nothing fake about him. He was open and friendly and so easy to be with. Case was different—harder and more reserved, but he was just as direct in his own way. Honest about who he was and what he wanted. With Jack, she felt like she couldn’t quite get a handle on him. He wanted her. That was clear. On a physical level, she knew where she stood. But he was holding himself back, and she didn’t like that at all. It was almost like he braced himself every time she looked him in the eye. Like he was only waiting for her to hurt him.
    Allowing him to draw her to her knees, Maggie faced him on the bed. Hesitantly, she reached up to touch his face as she’d been longing to. His beard—if you could even call it that—was trimmed close to his jaw. It tickled at her fingertips, rough yet giving. His lips were incredibly soft compared to the scrape of his whiskers. She swept her thumb across his lower lip and then leaned closer to kiss him. His mouth opened on a slight, indrawn breath, and his tongue—that magical, perfect tongue—moved to touch hers.
    And like a tether snapping, he reached for her, gathering her into his arms and kissing her deeply, with all the hunger she’d seen in him earlier. Her wolf rose to answer and she—the uncertain human part of her that was Maggie—melted away. The wolf took over and she was free again. Alive. She wished she could always feel this way.
    Jack lifted his head and turned her around. He placed a warm possessive hand on her shoulder and forced her down to the mattress. She arched her back as he smoothed his palm down her spine. Case stared at her from the corner of the room, his eyes gleaming softly with wolflight and his hand fisted around his cock. The sight sent a bolt of lust straight to her pussy. She held Case’s gaze as Jack lifted her hips, positioning her. Jack’s thumbs slicked through the valley of her ass. The blunt head of his cock pressed against her, and she stiffened at the intense pressure.
    “Shh, Maggie,” he soothed. “Don’t shut me out now. Let me in. Please.”
    Soft and low, his voice washed over her like a caress. His hands smoothed over her back and Maggie felt her muscles begin to ease. Jack felt it too and pressed deeper, stretching her slowly. There was a moment when she thought it wouldn’t work, when she moved to pull away, but his fingers tightened on her hips, holding her steady, and the moment passed. The head of Jack’s cock cleared the tight ring of muscle and he slid fully inside her. His hips pressed flush to her buttocks. His balls brushed the sensitive flesh of her pussy. Jack held himself there. He stretched over her back, planting a hand on the mattress beside her breasts. He waited for her to become accustomed to the sensation.
    “Relax,” Jack murmured, softly kissing the side of her neck. “I won’t hurt you. I promise you that.”
    She panted lightly, trying not to panic. She was so full. Too full. It was as if with the smallest movement, Jack could tear her apart. She hadn’t expected the intimacy, which was funny really. She’d done this to know him, but she hadn’t expected to feel so exposed herself.
    Jack withdrew slightly and then flexed