Taming Heather [Cariboo Lunewulf 1] by Lorie O'Clare

pushing it away from her face, while her tongue brushed over her lips.
    Marc couldn’t wait another minute.
    He reached for her, pulling her into his arms, feeling her breasts press against him. Burying his face in her strawberry-blonde hair, he inhaled her scent, letting it fill him, everything about him becoming Heather Graham.
    Even her human scent appealed to him. He wondered at that, knowing he never would have believed it if someone were to tell him he would fall for a human. And he realized that was what he was doing. It was more than trying to ensure that she didn’t slander his kind in the newspaper. No longer did it seem important that he show this saucy little bitch what it was like to be a werewolf. He needed to show her what it was like to know him.
    She was impressive, showing she could live on the wild side, take on life and embrace it. Heather was up for an adventure, exploring the new and unknown and embracing it. Her excitement toward life and what it had to offer showed in the way she’d sought him out while on his run.
    Marc reached under her arms, lifting her, pulling her up his body until her face was level to his.
    “Wrap your arms around me, little bitch,” he muttered, his body hardening painfully when her nipples scraped over his flesh.
    Heather bit her lower lip, staring at him, while she carefully wrapped her arms around his neck. Without instruction, her legs went around his waist, her moist cunt sliding down against his swollen cock.
    He cupped her ass, holding her, guiding her while he slowly penetrated into her heat.
    Marc was sure his entire world would explode right before his eyes. He’d never imagined her to be so fucking tight.
    “Please tell me you aren’t a virgin,” he groaned, the thought suddenly crossing his mind.
    Heather’s expression turned pouty and the change in her scent told him he’d offended her.
    “I’m not a virgin.” Her voice was strained.
    He filled her, stretching her muscles, feeling her heat rush through him making his world spin out of control around him.
    Holding her, pinning her to him, he glided deeper.
    Heather cried out, her head falling back as she bucked against him. There was no way Marc would let go of her. Lifting her slightly so that her soaked muscles shifted over his shaft, he allowed her the slightest respite before burying himself deep inside of her again.
    Heather’s nails dug deep into his shoulders. The sweet pain egged him on, and he held on tightly to her soft ass while he lifted and slammed her down on his cock.
    She barely weighed anything and was so easy to push into. After a few minutes, her body adjusted to him, her heat soaring through him while he moved her body, and she held on to him for dear life.
    With her arms and legs wrapped around him, he stood in the meadow, raising her off of his cock and then allowing her to slide down his shaft again. She arched into him, holding on with stretched arms while her head fell back.
    Her body tightened when he’d get about three quarters of his cock inside her. Maybe she wasn’t a virgin, but she hadn’t fucked often, and it had been a while since she’d been with a man. That knowledge appealed to him. Heather would be his, and every time he plummeted deep into her tight heat, he was claiming a bit more of her.
    His cock grew, her heat forcing the blood to pump through him at a dangerous rate. He fought not to change, to remain completely human for her, even though the creature inside him screamed for release.
    His muscles ached to grow, while his cock swelled, thickening as he buried himself in her.
    “Holy shit!” She twisted in his arms when he went exceptionally deep, finally filling her completely with all he had to offer.
    She shook her head from side to side, while her breasts bounced to the point of distraction when he moved her over him faster.
    “This is…too…much…” Her breath came in pants, and he was sure he’d have scratch marks on his shoulders when they