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I look down at her, and she raises an eyebrow and shrugs a shoulder.

“I need to speak with the women about what they tell their alpha female,” I grumble.

“What? Can the alpha male not enjoy his mate like the others? From what they said, it’s a point of pride, not something they sexualize.”

“The females are shifted into wolf form when that happens. You don’t have that ability, and I’m not for the idea of the pack seeing my mate laid out naked.”

“Oh,” she says, and disappointment dashes across her face.

I hate the thought of her not getting what she wants, so I try to improvise.

“What about on the next full moon we set up a safe place for us outside? Close to the pack, but far enough that no one will see us.”

“That might be fun,” she agrees, biting her lip as a blush hits her cheek.

My chest rumbles, and now wanting to act it out even more.

“You tempt me too much, little lamb.” I kiss her softly, but she can feel my wolf pacing with need.

“Let’s go inside for a little bit. You can help me put Silas down for a nap.” She sits up, winking at me.

That’s all the encouragement I need before I’m on my feet, cradling both of my loves in my arms.

Epilogue

Fiona

Eight years later…

I giggle as some of the females take off toward their mates, and I sneak off to the side and take my robe off. I’m not in our usual hiding spot for the moonlight run, and they’ve got bets on how long it’s going to take their alpha to find me. And how mad he’s going to be when he does.

“Where is she?” I hear him growl, and I have to put my hand over my mouth to keep from giggling.

I watch through the bushes as the females scatter, and he raises his nose in the air.

They’ve all participated tonight in helping me trick him. I brought some of my clothes with me and had them wear them to throw him off the scent. I don’t know why, but I love seeing him get worked up. Especially when it comes to me.

Our four little ones are at home with a sitter, so we’ve got all night to play.

I try to keep from laughing as I run from one set of bushes to the next, but I can’t stay silent and a giggle slips free. I hear him growl low and take a step in my direction. This part of the forest has been cleared, and the few females that were here should be long gone by now if they know what’s good for them, so Reid and I have the whole place to ourselves.

“Be careful how you tempt the beast, little lamb.”

He’s getting closer, and I have to bite my lip to keep from squeaking in anticipation.

“You like to tease a little too much. Maybe it’s time I remind you of what teasing does to me.”

Dampness spreads between my legs, and I try to stifle a moan. God, when he’s worked up he’s truly an animal, and my body responds to it in every way.

“I can smell your desire. Do you think you can try to keep that from me? That sweet smell that makes my cock so hard? The smell that has my tongue aching to taste it? Come out from behind there, little lamb. Give me what I want.”

My knees are shaky with want, but I know him catching me will be better than giving myself over to him. So instead of doing what my body is begging me, I take off running.

The mossy grass is dry and soft as I run, but I feel him hot on my trail. He’s letting me win, and a delighted laugh bursts from my lips as I stay barely a few steps ahead of him.

“Ready to give up?” he challenges, and I hear the laughter in his voice, too.

“Never!” I shout just before I’m scooped up in his arms.

“You love being chased,” he says, rubbing my body as he lowers me to the ground.

His head goes straight between my legs, and his warm mouth opens ravenously over my pussy.

“Mmmm. You love chasing me,” I say, arching my hips up for more.

He continues to lick me, pulling one orgasm then another from me before flipping me over onto my hands and knees.

“I think you just like being fucked in the woods,” he whispers against my ear as his thick cock enters me.

The heat of him and the adrenaline racing through his body makes it deep and hard. It’s rough, and I beg him for more as he grips my hips and thrusts every inch of himself into me.

He leans down over me, licking the shell of my ear. “You still want to run?”

“Yes,” I say defiantly, giving him a wicked smile over my shoulder.

He releases my hips, and his big cock slips free. “Let’s see how far you get this time, little lamb.”

The shimmer of gold in his eyes flashes, and his wolf is right on the edge. He wants the challenge tonight, and I’m happy to give it to him.

My legs are even shakier than before, but the excitement is pushing me on.

That’s how we spend the rest of the full moon—him chasing me, only to give me a few thrusts before he sets me free again. By the time I’m exhausted and promising him I’ll never run again, he’s making slow love to me by the river.

As the sun comes up and he snuggles me close, my eyes are heavy with sleep.

“I love you,” he whispers, kissing me softly. “Thank you for making my world beautiful.”

“Beauty is found within,” I say, leaning into his touch and drifting into the most perfect dreams.

THE END

Riding Red

Fairytale Shifter Book 1

by

Alexa Riley

Gray Ridge, Colorado is a quiet town, but this Halloween there's a mating moon, and the shifters' need to breed their fated mates runs strong.

Ruby is the proud owner of Red's Goodie Basket, and as the new girl in town, she's looking for business. But when the local sexy sheriff, Dominic Wolfe, keeps the customers away, she finds it's hard to stay mad when burning with desire.

Dominic is a shifter, and his wolf wants Ruby. Since the second he laid eyes on her, he's been fighting the need to mark her as his. But when the mating moon is full, he won't be able to control his wolf any longer.

Tricks and treats are the last things on his mind when the mating heat takes over, and his obsession is put to the test.

Warning: This story is a sexy twist on a classic fairy tale, complete with a red cape, a basket of goodies, and a hungry

wolf. It's written to make you smile, turn you on, and help you celebrate Halloween!

Copyright © 2015 by Alexa Riley. All rights reserved.

No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, email to [email protected]

http://alexariley.com/

Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

Edited by Aquila Editing

To the hubs: my life, my love, my mate.

Chapter 1

Ruby

“We can't serve those!” I look down at the cookies, which are shaped like tiny dicks, and I try to convince myself I’m seeing things. It’s 5:30 in the morning, and I haven’t had any coffee yet, so maybe my brain is still putting things together. I scan the tray again, hoping I’m wrong. Nope. Definitely little cocks.

“Why not?” Gwen picks up one of the cock-shaped cookies and bites off the head, making me cringe. I don’t have a penis, but I can imagine that would hurt. “They taste delicious. I added a hint of pumpkin spice. Bitches love pumpkin spice.” She nods her head like it’s a fact that bitches love pumpkin spice. She finishes the cookie, moaning appreciatively. It gives a whole new meaning to ‘swallowing’ here at Red’s Goodie Basket.