Rescue Me (Sawtooth Shifters, #2)

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Authors: Kristen Strassel
Tags: alpha male, Werewolves, shifters, BBW, shapeshifters, shifter romance, bbw shifter romance
in a lacy bra, before she reached back to unhook it.
    She curled her shoulders forward, shrugging the fabric away from her glorious tits. Full and heavy, the tips were pink and upturned like spring flowers that had found the sun. She offered me the bra, too, not lifting her chin to meet my eyes. Her long lashes cast a shadow on her cheekbones, and her tits rose and fell with each breath that hitched in her throat.
    When she ghosted a finger over her nipple, I was done for.
    “Then what is it?” I writhed between her legs. The moon was losing its influence over me and there was no way I’d shift tonight. But the power this woman sent coursing through my veins had already changed me. I balled my fists against my thighs as she circled the hard peaks of her nipples. Trina might actually be working for Ryker, because if she kept that up it was going to kill me.
    She sighed before she crawled forward to place a soft kiss on my lips. I thought I might never get the answer. “I hadn’t been with anyone since—“
    “The accident,” I finished for her. She nodded. “I know it hurts, but you can’t torture yourself forever. It won’t make things better for anyone.”
    “I know.” Her lips moved against mine. “I want to move on. But what if...what if I do that to you?”
    Trina bowed her head, shuddering as she waited for an answer. I couldn’t keep my hands off her another minute. I brushed my fingers over her nipples. A moan caught in her throat. Leaning down to kiss her, I whispered, “What a way to go.”
    “Shadow,” Trina pleaded. My lips were back on her neck already. If she was afraid of killing me, the only way she could do it was not letting me touch her. “Don’t make fun of me.” She pulled me away from her body by my hair.
    I growled, and her eyes widened. “I’m not.” I tried to get her neck again, but she pulled my hair harder. I was so fucking turned on I could barely see. “Doing the right thing doesn’t always lead to what you want it to. Doing the right thing got me captured. It got my brother killed. Sometimes doing the wrong thing,” Trina let go of my hair and my lips fell to one of those luscious breasts, “feels damn good.”
    “It does,” she said through gritted teeth. I’d just had her two nights ago and I was starving for her body again. I needed to drink every drop of her. Sucking hard on her nipple, I knew I had to listen to what she had to say. After a long swipe of my tongue against the bud, I met her eyes.
    She laughed. “Listen, I don’t always make sense and I don’t always know what I want. This is the first time in a long time I’ve wanted anything, Shadow. It feels...fucking amazing. But I don’t want to screw everything up. I want us to be more than just sex. I know we can be. But it feels so good when you touch me.”
    “Stop thinking so much.” I led her back down to the cushion. She groaned when my lips fell back to her tits, this time the other nipple. I blew on it and watched it harden before I went to work, palming the heavy weight of her breast as I licked. Trina needed this so bad. Even worse than me.
    She was still talking, and I was still listening, but it didn’t make much sense anymore. Her fingernails scraped the skin along my arms, pushing me out of the way so she could get to my jeans. Fumbling with the zipper, she gave up and stroked me through the denim.
    “Jesus,” I moaned, lifting my hips and freeing myself. Trina grasped my shaft, grasping the length of it and pumping up and down. It might’ve been a while for her, but she wasn’t gentle. She was sure of her touch, even though my body was new to her. She circled the wet tip of my cock with her thumb. My head flew back when she brushed against the spot at the back of the head. Goosebumps broke out over my skin as I stopped myself from coming.
    “Let me,” she practically purred as she moved her body down the couch. “I’ve been told I’m pretty good at giving head.”
    I chuckled,

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