Protective Wolf on Campus
‘He slipped his hand between my legs. I froze. I was throbbing. What would happen if he touched it?’
Imagine if you asked your wolf shifter best friend to pretend to be your fiancé and one night while sharing a bed, your naked body reacted to his touch.
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I’m not a wolf shifter but all of my friends are. The only thing magical about me is the chemistry I had with the hot football player from our university who asked to marry me. We dated for two weeks before he popped the question... and then broke my heart a week later.
After that d-bag ripped my heart out, it was my wolf shifter best friend, Titus, who came to the rescue. I needed someone to pretend to be my fiancé at a family event and asked him.
You ever share a bed with a wolf shifter? When he’s sleeping half naked next to you, it’s impossible not to think about him using your virginal body to break your headboard. But he’s my best friend and means everything to me. I couldn’t ruin things with him.
Besides, he’s in the middle of a fight for the life of his pack. The last thing he needs to worry about is the suspicious circumstances behind my ex-fiancé’s actions and how they relate to a supernatural legacy I didn’t know my family has. It’s enough to make me think there was more to my grandmother’s death than anyone is telling me.
Maybe if I help Titus defeat the fae that’s suppressing his pack, he could help me figure out why people have died over my family’s land. And if his chiseled wolf shifter body finds itself wrapped around mine in the meantime, maybe I’ll get everything I ever wanted.
The question is, how do I do it without again breaking my heart?
“Roll over,” he said ordering me onto my stomach.
I complied.
“What are you doing?” I asked open to anything.
“I’m gonna give you a massage.”
“Yes, please,” I said with a smile.
With my head turned to the side, I watched as Titus climbed on top of me. He sat on my ass and pushed his large hands across my back. His two hands spanned the whole thing at once. I felt small in his grasp. The feeling took my breath away.
“How’s that?” he asked.
I couldn’t answer.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” I chirped terrified he would. “No,” I repeated calmer. “It feels good.”
Titus’s fingertips pushed into my muscles relaxing them. My thoughts swirled bathed in the sensation.
Losing myself, I felt his hands find the bottom of my shirt. His fingers touched my flesh. It was electric. I struggled to breathe.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No. Don’t stop,” I begged.
He didn’t. Pushing his hand up my back, he lifted my shirt higher and higher. Finding my sports bra, he pushed his fingertips under the edge of it.
“Don’t stop,” I repeated.
When my shirt and bra pressed against my neck, he pulled them off of me. With his hands sliding against the back of my arms, he leaned down and kissed my back.
His was a trail of kisses. Each delicate and seductive.
Finding the canal of muscle down my spine, his lips entered. Spilling onto my lower back, they slowly climbed the gentle slope towards my ass.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asked breathlessly.
“I don’t want you to stop,” I said offering him the final permission he would need before I lifted my hips and he reached under me unbuttoning my pants.
I was aroused, very aroused. His hand discovered it. As he caressed my mound through the cloth, I didn’t know what to do. I was about to pull away when I heard a growl. I had never heard Titus do it before but my wolf shifter best friend was growling at me. The thunderous rumble took my breath away.
