The Mane Event
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 Shelly Laurenston

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I dont wanna stop. Those incredibly soft lips skimmed across her cheek. And I dont think you want me to stop.
Of course I want you to stop, she groaned, her hands gripping his shoulders and pulling him closer. I want you to stop right now.
Would it help if I said I cant control myself? He kissed her neck and licked it, a purr rumbling up from his chest. My animal instincts have taken over and theres nothing you or I can do about it. Ive gone completely wild.
No one is going to believe
Shaw kissed her, cutting off her words and making her writhe beneath him while his hips pumped against hers. With a sheet and her jeans and panties between them, this shouldnt have done much for her, but she moaned and gasped every time he pushed against her.
Ronnie spread her thighs wider, wrapping her legs around his hips, begging him for more without saying one word.
Shaw threaded his fingers with hers and pushed her hands over her head, pinning them there. The whole time they kept grinding their hips together, moving as if Shaw were inside of her. Fucking her.
He sucked on her tongue, and the sensation slammed into her clit and danced over her entire body.
She didnt try and stop him anymore. She couldnt.
Ronnie met each of his thrusts with her own until she felt an orgasm miraculously tearing up her spine and pouring out through her fingers and toes. Her grip tightened on his hands, her body arching into his.
God! he gasped against her mouth. God!
Then they were both coming. Both screaming and grinding against each other until Ronnie thought for sure shed pass out right then. Pass out and give this man the biggest ego boost of his life.
While small spasms rippled through them and they fought to control their breathing, they clung to each other until Ronnie fell into an exhausted sleep.
Chapter Three
B rendon stretched and sighed. Hed never felt better. Hed survived the fever, his wounds completely healed except for some residual scarring. Plus he had a warm, wet woman he had every intention of spending the entire day in bed with. He just had to find out her name.
He heard movement from the corner of the room and turned over expecting to see his long-limbed She-wolf waiting for him. Preferably naked.
Morning, sunshine.
Sitting up straight, Brendon barked, What the hell are you doing here?
Mace Llewellyn grinned at him from the safety of his corner. Im here to bring you back to the city so you dont overstay your welcome.
Where is she?
Wheres who?
Brendon tossed off the sheet covering his naked body and stood up. You know damn well who I mean! Whereis she?
With a bored sigh, Mace stood up. Im going downstairs. Youve got ten minutes to shower and get your ass in the car. After that Im heading back into the city and to Dez whether youre in the damn car or not. Mace walked out without another word, and Brendon stood in the middle of the room two seconds from roaring his intense displeasure at this current situation.
Quickly showering and putting on the sweat clothes Mace brought for him, Brendon followed the irritating bastards scent outside and into the black SUV at the corner. Without waiting for him to ask, Brendon gave Llewellyn directions to Marissas place. The hotel could wait.
They drove in silence until they hit the Long Island Expressway, then he couldnt stand it anymore.
Whats her name?
Who?
Dont fuck with me, Llewellyn. Who is she?
Shes Pack and way out of your league.
He already knew that. Didnt mean he wouldnt go for her. That he wouldnt get her. Lions were smart. A female like that came along once in a lifetime. He wasnt dumb enough to let her get away from him.
Whats her name?
None of your business. Oh. Sorry. I meant Miss None of Your Business.
Brendon rolled his eyes and stared out the window. Hed never been happier about the ending of his Pride life until this moment. Damn Llewellyns.
So why were you in the hyena tunnels anyway?
Tempted to say none of your business, Brendon decided to hold his rapidly growing temper. Ive been looking for my brother.
You have a brother?
Yeah. Younger. And a twin sister, too.
Really?
Brendon let out a deep sigh. Yes. Really.
Im so After several moments, Llewellyn shrugged. not interested.
I know. But I appreciate you asking.
Youre welcome.
Brendon watched Long Island speed by as Llewellyn broke several state and county laws rushing back to the city and, most likely, to his big-breasted woman.
When they hit the Queens Midtown Tunnel, Brendon asked, Do you have any clients yet?
Clients?
Yeah. Your sister said you were starting a security business or something.
Missy told you that?
Yeah. Right. We have deep, long conversations, me and Miss. Allie told me.
Oh. Yeah. Were pulling it together now. Why?
Want a client?
You want me to find your brother?