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When Wolfe Calls
by Dahlia Rose
Category: Erotica/Multicultural-Interracial Erotica
Description: On the outskirts of Washington DC, he ran in his shifter form, a wolf, alone with no pack streaking through the forest and exulting in the call of the wild. When Wolfe McCoy picks up the scent of kerosene and hears the plan of men trying to eliminate their victim, he follows them to a home in the middle of the woods. He smells the fear of the woman inside, and he knows that walking away from the mystery is impossible. Being the leader of the group Bad Boys Inc., Wolfe usually hands out the assignments, and now he is knee deep in one of his own. When he catches sight of Victoria Ballentine, he knows he has to save her and to possess her. But will the beautiful preservationist be able to see past the wolf to the man he is when his nature is revealed?
eBook Publisher: Amira Press, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: December 2010
 
14 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [66 KB]
Words: 14879
Reading time: 42-59 min.
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
"What about your car?" she asked hopefully. "They slashed my truck tires out back."
"When I say I run, honey, I don't mean a little. My car is literally a few hundred miles away from here." Wolfe called her over with the crook of his finger, and she went willingly into his arms. "I know you're scared, but I won't let anyone hurt you. They'll have to kill me before I let them touch you."
"Thanks," she whispered. Vicki was never so happy to see anyone in her life. With all her bravado she was scared out of her mind when those men showed up and she was in the refuge alone. It wasn't just someone that showed up. It was Wolfe. Then Vicki was aware of his nakedness even more being pressed into his arms. He was rubbing her back comfortingly. If I slip my hand under that towel right between his legs, I could...whoa bad thought, bad thought!
Vicki moved away quickly and smoothed out invisible wrinkles in the front of her Thundercats T-shirt. "I should find you some clothes. I think Lou and Mark left things here from their last rotation."
"Where are your people?" he asked while she went into a closet and began to rummage around. "I know there are at least six people who work here."
'You've never been here, how do you know that?" She turned to look at him. "The new rotation does not come in until next week. Since you saved us I was planning on moving out here permanently. We can actually start putting up more fencing and everything since we own the land now."
"I've sniffed around the compound a few times," he admitted. "I'm glad that you can do all that. Just leave a door for the wolf that stops by."
"Done." She came back with a pair of sweats and a Smurfs T-shirt. "Here you go. The T-shirt might be little tight."
"What is with you people and animated characters on your clothes?" he teased.
Vicki laughed. "We do rotations out here, and the interns are usually stuck without the luxury of cable so one of our benefactors donated the flat screen you see there and her kids' collection of cartoons and the video system. Her kids were like twenty-five or something. We all got hooked on them for some strange reason. Let's blame it on living in solitude."
"So you're going to live out here?" Wolfe asked.
"This is my kind of freedom. The city stifles me, and when I'm in the refuge I feel safe."
"Safe in the woods, you're a strange woman, Victoria Ballentyne."
"Five years ago when I was at college in DC, I got mugged and sexually assaulted," she said quickly. She learned how to heal those old wounds and fears but still the dull throb of anxiety that came with the memory tried to break to the surface, and she pushed it back. "At least with these predators I know what to expect."
"God, Victoria, I'm so sorry," Wolfe said.
She turned away from the pity in his eyes not able to bear it. She said brightly, "I won't be alone. We'll have a bunkhouse so at least three people will be on sight at all times. And we'll have cages for hurt animals that need rehabilitation. We're going to build something good, trust me."
"I know you will." He walked into the living room dressed in the clothes she gave him.
Just then a shot rang out, and the sound of shattering glass filled the air. Wolfe pulled her down to the ground quickly and spread his body on top of hers. He stopped moving. He was so still, and while she was gasping with fright, she wondered if he even took a breath. They lay there so still waiting for another shot to come through a window.
"I think they were trying to let you know they have not gone far," Wolfe murmured. He was talking about outside but his eyes were focused on her face and lips.
"What should we do?"
"Nothing, they aren't going to dare come in here. They probably saw you let me inside. They think you have a wolf in here. They'll try to come up with a new plan."
"Okay, so then why are we laying here?"
"Because I'm going to kiss you."
"Oh."
He smiled as his head descended, and he took her lips. He nibbled her full bottom lip, and she closed her eyes in pleasure. Vicki gave a small moan of frustration while he teased her.
"Do it if you're going to kiss me. Do it now."
"Your wish is my command."
His mouth settled over hers, and he drove his tongue deep into her mouth. She sunk her fingers in the hair at his neck and held on for dear life as he ravished her mouth and set her on fire. His hands were big and settled on the curve of her hip before he pulled her roughly against him. She could feel the outline of his cock against her torso. Vicki couldn't help herself. She reached down and stoked him through the soft material of the sweats. He's so big! The thought flashed through her mind as he swelled even more beneath her touch. She tried to think clearly through the pleasure haze. Is it wrong to want him buried inside me until I scream? She didn't want to move. She wanted to be naked under him begging for more. His harsh groan reverberated through her before he pulled away and sat back. When she looked at him, his eyes had become those of a wolf again, and that excited her all the more.
"I'm going to pull back before I end up fucking you on this floor," Wolfe said.
She wiped some tendrils of her hair from her face. "Yeah we should stop, um heightened situations of danger raising attraction and all that."
"I was attracted from the time I saw you in the red dress."
Vicki chose to ignore the comment because if she gave into what she was feeling they would be right back on the floor. Outside dusk had set in, and the sky had begun to darken. Rain started with a roll of thunder.
"If you light the fireplace, I can go scrounge us up something to eat."
"That sounds great, I'm famished." I'm going to go make sure this place is secure and we have no unwelcome visitors tonight," Wolfe said.
"Won't they see you?" Vicki asked.
"In my line of work I've learned not to be seen over the years."
"You never said what you did for a living, Wolfe," Vicki said nonchalantly as he removed the brace she used to bar the door.
He turned and grinned at her before he slipped out the door. "I'm the head of an elite group that goes where no one else can."
She watched the door close. "Oh that's all."
Vicki went to the kitchen and wondered who the hell Wolfe McCoy was.
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