Dark Heart Wolf - Haley Weir Page 0,12

hands on her hips to steady her. She was close enough to feel the puffs of air that streamed through his nose. Close enough to kiss.

Before she could stop herself, Mary Ann stroked her tongue across his bottom lip. She let out a squeak when Sam lunged, sealing their mouths together as he sucked the air from her lungs. Mary Ann pressed closer until her ample breasts were firm against his chest. Sam sucked in a harsh breath, and his grasp on her hips tightened. They were strong and demanding, igniting a desperation inside of Mary Ann that she had never felt before.

Sam groaned, and she felt the fierce pounding of his heart in every breath.

Mary Ann threw her head back with a high-pitched moan as his hands moved from her hips and slid beneath her bunched-up skirt. Calloused palms caused her to shiver. One hand dipped between her thighs as the other grabbed a handful of her rump. Her breath caught in her lungs as she rocked against his prodding fingers. Feather-light kisses peppered her neck and face. Mary Ann felt Sam tease her slickened folds until he brushed something that made her thighs clench. “What are you doin’ to me?” she whispered.

“Just relax and enjoy it.” Those teasing caresses became more purposeful. Mary Ann felt as though she were a puppet on a string and he the puppeteer. Every muscle in her body coiled tightly. Sam rocked her against him, thrusting up to meet the roll of her hips. He claimed her lips in a searing kiss. Mary Ann felt herself climbing towards heights unknown.

One perfect thrust and something inside of her broke, fracturing into a million cracks as though she were made of fine china. Sam held the shards of her being in the palm of his hands until she collapsed against him. Lips brushed her temple, and she reached a hand between them to feel the way his member twitched between her legs.

Sam sucked in a harsh breath and shuddered against her. Giggles bubbled up inside of Mary Ann. She slipped out of Sam's arms and brushed a faint kiss against his cheek. "I guess you did miss me after all," she whispered. But it wasn't until Sam opened his glowing red eyes that Mary Ann saw the real hunger within him.

He stood up and kissed her forehead. Before Mary Ann could say anything, Sam hurried for the back door. He launched himself at the wood, causing it the splinter. Mary Ann ran after him, watching as Sam's skin stretched tight over bulging muscles. He had never lost control of his change near her before.

She had to make sure he was all right. Mary Ann climbed over the wreckage of the door and gave chase. She saw scraps of cloth leading towards the forest. Her feet were sore, but she kept going until she reached the river. Pawprints marked the bank on the other side. She gritted her teeth and waded through the rushing frigid waters that reached her waist.

Mary Ann's teeth clattered as she pulled herself onto the snow-covered ground. Her fingers and toes ached. She crawled over to a tree and used it to pull herself up. The wind was like knives against her cheeks. Her lips were blue as she trudged through the forest in search of her beloved wolf. "Samuel…" Mary Ann croaked. Her bare feet slipped on a patch of ice, and she fell to her knees. The pain radiated up her leg, forcing a yelp from between her lips.

A low growl came from behind her. It was followed by a heart-wrenching screech that caused her ears to ring. Mary Ann held completely still. The stench of rotting flesh permeated from over her shoulder, and a thick glob of saliva trickled down her neck. Mary Ann felt bile crawl up her throat. She stared straight ahead and tried to push down the urge to scream.

Through the underbrush, a crimson gaze stared back at her. A wolf—so white that it blended in with the blanket of snow that covered the ground—crept out of the shadows.

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A large wendigo stood over Mary Ann. It screeched and snapped its jaws, hovering like a beast guarding its prey. Sam inched his way into the light and snarled. The creature cocked its head and scaled the tree in the blink of an eye. Sam had never seen anything move so quickly. The wendigo were getting stronger the more they fed. It hung upside down from a branch