Leaving the house, he walked out onto the vast portico on the front of the
house and took a deep breath of cool night air. Lifting his arms above his
head, Bax stretched to his full height of five-seven.
Bax froze. Something was up. It was too quiet, and nothing was moving.
Prickles skimmed over his skin and his hair stood on end. From the tall grass
at the bottom of the large porch’s stone steps came a low growl.
The next instance a monstrous half man, half wolf leapt up the steps, and
landed in front of Bax. Saliva dripped from its huge tooth filled snout and
yellow eyes glowed down at Bax. Before he could move the wolf-man was on him,
throwing him onto his back.
With a crackle of static and a snap Bax shifted into his bunny form and
scampered out from under heavy limbs. The thing leaped at him again. Bax
darted away with nails scratching and skidding against the stone floor, and
managed to evade the threat. He raced around the nearest pillar, praying he
could gain enough speed to run toward the front door. He had no intentions of
being bunny tartar to the drooling monstrosity chasing him.
He heard a low rumbling growl as he circled around the large pillar and knew
he was a hare's breath away from being snapped up. Bax put on a burst of speed
and jumped down off the porch, landing in the dirt below with a soft thud. It
took a moment for Bax to catch his breath. Leaping off the porch in human form
was hard enough. In bunny form, it was like jumping off a building.
It freaking hurt.
Bax's eyes rounded when something big and growling landed in the dirt in front
of him. He took one look at those big razor sharp canines and spun tail,
heading around the edge of the porch landing. He knew the shrubs wouldn't slow
the wolf down much, but it just might be enough to—Bax screamed as he went
down.
He struggled under the weight of the massive paws pinning him to the ground.
His little claws dug deep into the dirt as he tried to find purchase, anything
to get away. Bax kicked with his back feet, satisfaction filling him when he
heard a grunt of pain from the wolf.
If he wasn't so invested in escaping, he'd turn over and give that damn flea
bitten dog all his claws. Bax had fought off more than one predator in his
lifetime. He knew if he didn't run when he could, his continued good health
would be in serious jeopardy.
He was kind of partial to breathing.
Bax froze when the air above him became hot, a soft breath blowing down over
his fur. He might have waited just a little too long to escape. The muzzle
that brushed against him, sniffing, freaked Bax out so much, he shifted.
And then he screamed.
Bax's heart pounded in his chest when a hand was slapped over his mouth. The
muzzle that had been brushing against him a second before let out a low
threatening growl. Even if he hadn't had a hand pressed over his mouth, Bax
would have known to not make a squeak. When he gave a slow nod to let his
captor know he understood the warning, the hand was removed.
As he laid there in the dirt, surrounded by the shrubs, Bax became
increasingly aware of the fact that he was buck ass naked, and so was the
shifter pinning him to the ground. He was also very aware of the fact that the
shifter was very —very—aroused...and hung like a freaking horse. Bax felt like
he had a lead pipe sliding between his ass cheeks.
Bax felt heat flood his face when a soft moan escaped his lips. He just
couldn't seem to help it. The sensation was delicious and it had been so long
since he had felt anything like it. Well, he hadn't ever really felt anything
like it. There just couldn't be that many men on the planet that were built
like this wolf.
Bax was unable to prevent himself from arching up his ass. It really did feel
fantastic. Still, he preferred knowing who was rubbing off on him. "Um...maybe
you should buy me dinner first."
Wolf man's chest rumbled again, but this time is was less threatening. If Bax
didn't know better, he'd think the wolf was laughing. And that made Bax
wonder...he turned his head and glanced back over his shoulder, making contact
with a set of deep emerald green eyes.
"Dominic?"
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