Werewolves of Forever 06 - Wild Lust

wasn’t the only one changing. Anderson and maybe even Shannon were changing. There was no telling what Reese might do.
    Would they come after Charlie? Werewolves were very protective of their mates, and if one of them was attacked, they wouldn’t hesitate to shift and go after the attacker. If Anderson and Shannon were changing along with Daniel, Charlie was in a shitload of trouble. He just hoped Reese could calm them down.
    Blane made it to the pickup, pulled the door open, and flung Charlie onto the driver’s seat. Pushing her to the passenger side of the vehicle, he turned the key, threw it in gear, and slammed the accelerator to the floor. Dirt billowed behind the truck as it sped down the road away from Moonbeam Ranch.
     

     
    “I told the truth. Did you see them?” Charlie squirmed into a sitting position then twisted around to look out the rear window. Although a part of her was terrified by what she’d seen, another side of her was thrilled. Blane and Reese had to believe her now.
    “I was a little busy trying to save your ass.” Blane yanked the wheel sharply in a quick left turn off the secondary road and onto the main road leading into Forever.
    “Damn and double damn. I saw those two men change. After all I did, you didn’t bother to look?” She couldn’t believe him. “How could you keep from looking? Didn’t you hear the growls? I expected a howl at any minute.”
    As if on cue, the eerie howl of a wolf split the air. She gasped and clutched the back of the seat. “Holy shit, did you hear that? Now do you believe me?”
    They’d passed The Moonstone Bar and were fast approaching the primary intersection of Forever. Making a hard left, then another right, Blane maneuvered the pickup past Deacon Slater’s Up All Night Pharmacy and out of town heading west.
    “Charlie, get your seatbelt on before we have a wreck and you go flying through the windshield.”
    She did as he wanted just to get him to listen to her. “Do you believe me now?”
    “We’ll talk after we get you back to our ranch and Reese shows up.” His hands gripped the steering wheel as he kept his attention glued to the road.
    Horror hit her. “Reese! Shit, Blane, we have to go back. We left Reese there by himself. And Shannon! Will they hurt her?” How could she have left either of them behind? She grabbed his arm, but he yanked her off.
    “Don’t grab me like that again or we really will end up in the ditch. They haven’t hurt your sister yet and they won’t now.”
    “But what about Reese? What will they do to him?” Tears sprang to her eyes. What had she done? In her need to prove that she wasn’t lying, she’d put Reese in danger. She didn’t understand Blane. How could he leave his brother behind?
    “He’ll be all right. Trust me. He knows how to handle himself when things get tough.”
    Blane whipped the vehicle down the gravel road, through the open gates with the name Moonstruck Ranch burned into the boards, and drove the pickup toward the house. He slammed on the brakes, leaving a trail of dust, gravel, and dirt to billow behind the truck.
    He was out and around to the passenger door before she could think to unbuckle her seat belt. “Hey!”
    Once again, he threw her over his shoulder as though she weighed no more than a sack of seed. She grunted as he pushed open the door, carried her inside to the big room, and dumped her on the couch.
    He pointed at her, shutting off her attempt to speak. “Stay put.”
    She started to get up. “But Blane—”
    “Charlie” —he slapped his hands on the back of the couch and put his face an inch from hers—“I swear if you don’t sit back and shut up I’m going to get a rope and tie you down. Then I’ll tan your hide until you scream for mercy.”
    An image of Blane and Reese standing over her as she took Reese’s cock in her mouth and Blane’s dick in her bound hands took her breath away. Moisture flooded her pussy, but she didn’t dare squirm in her seat against the heat of her already throbbing clit. Instead, she nodded numbly and uttered the only thing she could think to say.
    “Promise?”

Chapter Seven
    “Where is she?”
    A lump jumped into Charlie’s throat at the sound of Reese’s angry voice. She’d stayed on the couch not only because of Blane’s threat but because she needed the time to digest everything that had happened.
    But Reese wasn’t about to give her any more time. He broke away from Blane’s hold and charged