After coming upon an injured female shifter in his pack’s territory, Ryder Forrest quickly discovers that she has no memory of her identity. Driven by instinctual need to protect, master, and eventually claim the beautiful woman he decides to call Eve, he brings her home with him.
Though Eve runs off into the woods on her own as soon as she has regained her strength, Ryder does not hesitate to chase her down and mark her as his. It will take more than just his mark to tame her, however, and when Eve’s reckless, defiant behavior continues she soon learns the hard way that Ryder is more than willing to strip her bare and correct her sternly and shamefully.
Even with her well-punished bottom sore inside and out, Eve cannot deny her body’s response to Ryder’s firm-handed dominance, and when he takes her hard and thoroughly she is left spent and satisfied. But will the brute who once hurt her return one day to threaten harm to her new pack?
Author: Jinx Neale
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$3.95
Length: 36,500 words
Ryder dangled a black lace thong from one finger and cocked a dubious brow. “This is supposed to be enticing?” He held her against the counter, enjoying the feel of her curves pressed against him. He ran his nose along her jaw, inhaling her scent. “This is what entices me. The smell of woman and wolf.” He nipped her throat. Eve moaned softly. “Naked skin and the aroma of arousal,” he continued, his voice dropping. “On a scale of one to ten, how wet are you?”
Eve swallowed. “Six?”
Ryder drew back, his smile just this side of smug. “Guess I’ll just have to try a little harder.” He pushed her toward the changing room. “Go try them on. I want to see if you’re right.”
She opened her mouth to protest, and he shook his head. Sighing, she went inside and closed the door.
“Ryder,” she hissed a few moments later, peeking out through a crack.
“How can I try on panties with this thing inside me?”
“You’d better let me see.” He pushed into the tiny room. “Pull on a pair. Without your own underwear.”
“I can’t do that. It’s against the rules.” She pointed to a list of restrictions stapled to the wall.
“Why do women have so many rules?”
“The same thing applies to bikini bottoms. Otherwise, you might stain the fabric or get it wet.”
“You make me want to buy every fucking panty in the place just to see that.” Ryder snapped the elastic at her thigh. “Take these off, bend over, and pull another pair on.”
“I tried to tell you, it’s uncomfortable.”
“Yeah, and I want to see it.”
She swallowed. “You…”
He settled back against one wall; his arms folded over his chest. “The whole show.”
Eve wriggled out of her panties and placed them on her jeans folded over the bench. She picked up a new pair, pink cotton with black lace inserts, and bent over, revealing the plug snugly stuffed in her asshole. Moisture glistened between her thighs.
“You feel full?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Perfect.” He traced the edge of the plug and sniffed his fingers, smelling the light floral scent of the lubricant and the darker, saltier odor of Eve. He inserted the tip of his finger between skin and silicone and pulled out the plug. Liquid gushed down her legs.
“Six, huh? Looks more like a nine to me.”
Gently, Ryder thrust two fingers into her asshole. “I wish I could take you here right now.” He pulled them out. “But I can wait.” He picked up the pile of lingerie Eve had selected to try on. “We’ll buy everything you want. If it doesn’t fit, you can donate it to the thrift shop in Tilney Mills.” He plucked her discarded panties and put them in his pocket. “Now, let’s get out of here.”