Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 338(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 338(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
Biting my lip, I did as he said, spreading my thighs to bare my pussy, which was just barely covered by the white cotton hem of the dress.
I couldn’t help thinking how differently I felt about this than the orders I’d been given earlier, with Gabriel and Christopher. When I was with my stepbrothers, I wasn’t afraid to open myself and let them do whatever they wanted. Because I knew they cared for me and I cared for them.
There was none of that now. No caring or affection—just pure icy cold as I opened my thighs for the gray wolf’s snout.
The Alpha wolf lost no time in doing his job. He jumped up and put his front paws on the bed. Then he ducked under the hem of my dress and shoved his cold nose right in my crotch.
I stiffened and tried not to cry out as the cold, moist nose explored me. My hands were clenched into fists again as the wolf made snuffling sounds.
It was a horrible experience—one I knew I would never forget. And it wasn’t just because I felt violated—though I certainly did. It was because the whole time the huge gray wolf was sticking his nose right in my pussy, I was scared to death that I hadn’t done a good enough job washing my stepbrothers’ seed out of me.
The inspection seemed to take forever as I lay there frozen on the bed, waiting to learn my fate. Finally, however, the wolf withdrew his snout. He took his paws off the bed, shivered, and Shifted back into a tall man with black hair.
He was naked, of course, since he’d just Shifted from his Fur-form, but I tried not to look at his muscular body. It grossed me out to know that the large man I saw before me was also the huge wolf that had just had his nose in my crotch.
“Well?” Moncrieff demanded. “Has she had a cock in her or not?”
My heart nearly stopped in my chest as I waited to hear the Alpha’s answer.
Garen shook his head.
“Can’t say for sure, Pack Master. I’m sorry, but she’s washed recently. Mostly all I could smell was soap.”
“What?” Moncrieff rounded on Colonel Brazier, who was trying to look stoic. “I told you to bring her straight to me! Why did you let her wash?”
“Sir, I told you she was covered in blood,” Brazier tried to explain. “I had to let her wash it off—it would have gotten all over the vehicle.”
“Fuck your fucking vehicle!” Moncrieff raged. “Now how am I supposed to know if I’m getting a virgin or not? You know I won’t plant my seed in ground another male has plowed!”
The way he was describing me, like I was an inanimate object—a piece of fallow ground to be plowed, no less—made me mad. But I knew better than to open my mouth.
“Were there any other signs at the house where you found them?” Moncrieff asked the Alpha wolf. “Any indication of what happened there?”
“Not that I could see, Sir,” Garen said, frowning.
“Well, maybe you should go back and search again,” Moncrieff snapped.
“I’m afraid that will be impossible, Sir. The house was burned to the ground as a warning to the cartel leader who kidnapped your bride. As you yourself ordered,” Garen said.
Moncrieff looked like he might have a stroke he was so mad. His face turned dark red and he glared at both Garen and Brazier with his eyes popping out of his head, as though this was all their fault. Clearly, he wanted to blame someone for his inability to be sure I was still a virgin.
I just prayed he didn’t think of having someone stick their fingers inside me. I wasn’t virgin-tight anymore and I had an idea it would probably take my body some time to recover from the marathon sex session with my stepbrothers.
“If it’s any help, Sir, the brothers tell the same story,” Brazier said. “They were driven off the road and the three of them were taken to the house and locked in a room together. They were threatened multiple times with execution but we got to them before the cartel could make good on their threat. Both of the Cruz sons say they kept their sister between them the whole time and didn’t let anyone else touch her.”
“That might be the faint whiff of male I smelled on her,” Garen said, eyeing me dispassionately. I was lying on the bed, curled on my side in a ball and waiting to hear my fate.
“You did smell a male on her then?” Moncrieff demanded.
“Very faintly. But if she was close to her brothers for the past two days and nights, that would explain it,” Garen said. “I don’t honestly think it’s anything to worry about, but of course, you’re the Pack Master.” He shrugged his bare shoulders. Clearly it was none of his concern if his boss decided to kill me for “giving up my treasure.”