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LOVE AND WISHES
Genres: Paranormal, Futuristic
Author: Anne Kane
Jenna has a secret — her alien blood makes her completely lose control during sex. It takes a strong man to be able to stand up to her demands, and so far she hasn’t found one strong enough to want to come back for more. On the eve of the biggest Sci-Fi convention in the known universe, she makes a wish. Now it’s up to Doug, the sexy troubleshooter from the Wishes Gone Wrong department of Wishlabz Inc. to make sure it comes out right. Because a wish gone wrong can be a very dangerous thing…
“Oh, yeah!” Awe tinged Doug’s voice as he brought his hands up, weighing her breasts in his palms. Lowering his head, he slid his tongue across one dusky nipple.
Darts of liquid fire radiated from the sensitive tip and pooled low in Jenna’s belly. “We need to get out of these clothes. Fast.” She muttered the words out as Doug scored his teeth across the other nipple, lust gleaming in his dark eyes.
Kicking off her knee high boots, she Skimmed the material down over her hips. She wiggled out of her suit and reached for the belt buckle at Doug’s waist. For just a second the metal resisted, but then the clasp let loose and she slipped the leather through the buckle. She practically tore the pants from his body, yanking them down to his ankles and pulling off first one shoe and then the other before she managed to work the uniform bottoms over his feet and toss them aside.
“You really are an eager little number!” Doug kneaded her breasts, the feelings his warm hands invoked driving her lust even higher. “Why isn’t every guy this side of the Milky Way beating a path to your door? I can’t believe you had to resort to a wish to get a little action.”
Oh, you’ll figure it out. A fleeting pang of regret pierced her lustful frenzy. About the time you’re trying to crawl through my front door to get away from me. I’m just too much. Too horny. Too hard to satisfy. If that monster was the best that Wishlabz could come up with, I guess I really am a lost cause.
But she had no intention of letting Doug off the hook. Later, he might run like a demon hoard was pursuing him, but right now he was hot and hard and ready for action.
Hooking her thumbs in the waistband of his briefs, she quickly pulled them to his knees. His massive cock, freed of the imprisoning spandex, curved proudly upward, and Jenna ran her tongue across her bottom lip. Heat flooded through her every nerve ending, sending inhibitions flying.
She glanced around the room. The bed? Maybe later. Grabbing his hand, she led him to the overstuffed armchair occupying the corner of the room, and pushed him down in it. She dropped to her knees in front of him and engulfed his cock in her mouth.
Doug gasped at the incredible sensation. Jenna’s mouth closed over him hot and hungry, sucking so hard that her cheeks hollowed. Her tongue curled around his shaft, working it with long wet strokes that sent desire streaking through him. Her hair slid across his thighs in dark waves, and he ran his hands through its silken glory.
She devoured him; there was no other way to describe it. Licking. Sucking. Her teeth scraped along the sides of his shaft, sending incredible bursts of lust through every nerve.
His cock reacted instantly, growing longer and impossibly hard. He felt his balls draw up, getting ready to shoot their load down her sexy throat. Running his fingers through her hair, he tangled the long strands around his fingers as his hips moved, thrusting up in time to the movement of her glorious tongue. It felt so good, lust and need consuming his entire body. He’d had blowjobs before, he’d hardly led the life of a monk, but he’d never met a woman who put so much enthusiasm behind it.
Jenna reached up and cupped his sac, her long fingers stroking the base of his shaft with just enough pressure to make him gasp. Her green eyes gleaming with lust, she sucked and licked, stroked and squeezed.
Doug couldn’t help the long groan that escaped his lips as he felt the orgasm starting at the tips of his toes and roaring through his body. He threw his head back and let out a guttural roar as his balls sent the load of cum rocketing down Jenna’s waiting throat. She smiled around his cock, still sucking, her tongue swirling along his hard length to milk every last drop from his shaft.
Doug loosened his grip on her hair, his body relaxing under her practiced hands. “Damn, you’re good with that mouth.” He stroked a stray lock of hair back behind her ear, marveling again at the silky texture. His earlier comment about alien blood hadn’t been entirely nonchalant. She truly did have an exotic look about her that he couldn’t quite pin down. Maybe later, when his head stopped spinning.
“I do enjoy the taste of a nice cock.” A sensual smile lit up her face as she lifted her head. “But we’re not done yet, are we?”
Title: Coyote Games
Genres/Themes: Paranormal, Action-Adventure, Suspense, Romance
Shapeshifters, Men and Women in Uniforms
Author: Anne Kane
There’s coyote trouble in the canyon. One coyote, to be specific. A male. He’s been creating havoc in the small rural community of Pine Valley — enough havoc it’s time to call in the Feds.
The S.O.S, U.S. Dept. of Fish and Wildlife, Special Outreach Services Division, investigates crimes involving shifters. Special Agent Kinsey is the absolute expert on coyote shifters. Because she is one. And Greg expects nothing less than the very best.
Life is about to get interesting in Pine Valley…
His naked body was every bit as glorious as she remembered. Not gorgeous like the rake-thin models that adorned all the magazine covers, no. Greg was stocky, six feet of pure muscle and bone. Numerous scars marred the perfection of his skin, a testament to the reality of life as a coyote shifter. He’d had to fight for what he wanted his entire life, and right now he wanted her.
Kinsey had no intention of putting up a fight.
He wasn’t gentle. Pulling her back into his arms, he feasted on her naked skin. He laved his tongue across one tightly pebbled nipple, then the other before leaving a track of burning kisses from her breasts to her mound.
She arched into him, her body claiming his in a wordless plea. She needed him so much, needed to feel him inside her, needed to know that he missed her as much as she missed him.
His mouth and hands were everywhere, nibbling on her rib cage, mapping the subtle swell of her hip, tracing the soft curve of her belly. The line between pain and pleasure blurred as his teeth left little red marks on her skin. She whimpered softly, trying to reclaim her sanity, but sanity had deserted her the moment he touched her naked body.
“Slow down. Greg. We need to talk.” She forced the words out, not sure what scared her more, the intensity of his passion or her inability to deny him.
He shook his head, his voice a low growl. “No. We need this.” Lust sparkled in his dark eyes as he picked her up, holding her suspended. She could feel his cock probing at the moist entrance to her sex. He raised his head, pinning her to the wall with his gaze.
She felt her coyote raging to be let out. It wanted this, was desperate to feel Greg’s cock sliding into her slick channel, stretching her deliciously.
He kept eye contact, his mouth twisted into a grimace of pleasure as he slowly lowered her onto his cock.
She let out a low moan, her inner muscles grasping greedily at his thick shaft. She wrapped her legs around his hips, locking her ankles behind him. Holding him tight, she slowly began to ride. Up and down. Over and over again, savoring the delicious feeling of his cock sliding in and out.
She felt incapable of doing anything except feeling, holding on tight to Greg as a tide of desire and lust swept her away, the feelings so intense nothing else mattered. Fire swept through her, mind-numbing pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. The orgasm burst over her with the force of a tornado, liquid fingers of lust stroking every nerve in her body. She let out a strangled yell, her nails digging bloody furrows in Greg’s back.
He growled loudly, and thrust up into her one last time, his hot seed bathing the inside of her sex. They stood locked together for endless moments, as wave after incredible wave of orgasm washed over them.
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HUMP DAY EXCERPT:
I propped myself up on one elbow to watch the show. I suppose I should have taken advantage of the lull in the action to tell him a bit about myself. Or at least tell him I’m not entirely human. Maybe he deserved to know that up front but it could put a damper on the night’s activities, and there was no way I was going to miss out on this. Time enough for show and tell if Big Blue was still around at breakfast.
“Go, Blue, go!” It might have been the liquor I’d downed earlier but in the dimly lit room, his skin seemed to have a bluish cast to it. Amazing what an imagination can do. I worried my lower lip with my teeth as his hands went to the elastic waist of his boxers, the only thing left covering him. Time to get down to the payload.
He grinned, mischief sparkling in his eyes. He knew how horny I was, and he was going to make me wait. He didn’t know me very well.
Surging to my feet, I grasped the material and ripped it from his hips with a quick twist of my wrist. His cock sprang free and I stood staring at the impressive shaft curving up from his groin. By now, I was sure he really did have a blue tint to him, but I couldn’t recall what species that indicated. Elf? Fairy? Why did I care? That was one impressive cock! “Wow.” Again, I lacked the words to express myself. “Just wow!”
“Glad you’re impressed. Now it’s your turn.” He circled the shaft with one hand and gave it a long, slow pull, his voice lowered to a sexy impatient growl. “Strip.”
I’ve never been accused of being shy. Climbing on the bed, I stood and proceeded to give him the best damn strip show I was capable of. I danced and twirled, humming loudly in time to my own movements as I slowly shed each frilly bit of clothing, tossing garments right and left until I was stark naked. Collapsing on the bed under his heated gaze, I licked my lips and grinned up at Big Blue. “So. How do you like me now?”
He pounced on top of me, straddling my hips and pinning my arms to the mattress above my head with his big hands. He moved damn fast for such a big guy. “I like you just fine. I bet you taste even better than you look.” He lowered his head and kissed me again, not stopping until I gasped for air, then proceeded to lick and kiss his way from the corner of my mouth, across my cheek and down my neck, nuzzling the tender hollow of my throat. “I was right. Very tasty. ” He flicked his tongue at my rapidly beating pulse before nibbling his way down to my breasts.
I’ve never been one of those skinny model types, and my breasts are one of my best features, if I do say so myself. Even in human form, they are large, with dark pointy nipples. Blue seemed to like them just fine, circling each nipple with his tongue, taking his time and licking avidly before he scored his teeth across one, and then sucking it into his mouth.
Darts of erotic fire raced down my spine with each long, slow swipe of his tongue. I let out a whimper of need, and Blue chuckled darkly around a mouthful of flesh. “That’s a start. I’ll have you begging before the night is out.”
“Got a pretty high opinion of yourself.” I squirmed as his talented tongue swiped across a particularly sensitive spot just below my left breast.
“Not an opinion. Fact.” His eyes darkened with lust as his hands wandered lower, leaving a trail of liquid heat burning in their wake. I made a mental note not to beg, no matter how good his technique.
And damn, it was good! His hands. His mouth. The way his body loomed over mine. The feel of his naked thighs sliding against me as his massive cock rested at the entrance to my sex. Forget the mental note. If I didn’t feel that lovely shaft sliding into me real soon, I’d be begging like a half-starved dog at the butcher’s back door.
As if he’d heard my thought, Blue reared up, braced himself over me on those incredibly muscular forearms. Without any further warning, he buried himself balls-deep with one powerful thrust of his hips, wiping out any chance I had of forming a coherent thought in the near future.
I don’t think my sex had ever been stretched this wide before, or so deep. I bucked my hips up, making sure I had every inch of him buried inside me. Damn that felt good! Reaching up, I grabbed Blue’s shoulders and pulled him down toward me. I flicked my tongue across his flat nipples, watching them pucker into hard little nubs. The groan he let out let me know he’d felt it, and then it was my turn to groan as he started to shaft me with long, slow strokes of that big cock.
In and out. Hard and fast, if you’ll pardon the pun. I could feel myself being swept up by incredibly indescribable feeling as my orgasm started to build, erotic heat surging through every nerve in my body.
Blue stopped moving, and I opened my eyes, a whimper of protest escaping my lips. His eyes liquid pools of heat, he caught my gaze and stared directly into my eyes. Slowly, he rocked his hips, sending his cock plunging deep inside me.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, bucking my hips up to match him thrust for thrust. Closing my eyes again, I savored the total lack of inhibition as we moved against each other, want and need building deep inside me until it exploded into the mother of all orgasms. Wave after wave of sensual heat ripped through me, and I dimly heard Blue’s yell of triumph as his cock jerked, spilling his hot seed inside me.
This is a scene from the Her Cyborg Lover which will be released by Changeling Press on February 17th. It has been rewritten and expanded from the version originally published by Ellora’s Cave.
He stood on the bed, his legs still firmly placed on either side of her as he pulled off the bottom half of his uniform. He skimmed the tight-fitting material down over his hips, locking his gaze on her face as his massive cock sprung free of the restraining material.
Curving proudly up from a nest of dark curls, the thick shaft confirmed every rumor she’d ever heard whispered in the cadets’ locker room.
Massive. Thick. Huge.
Damn! A tiny shiver of apprehension ran through her. An impressive display of his pure male hunger, it bobbed enticingly with every move he made. Would she even be able to accommodate such a large shaft?
Completely naked now, Jebediah settled back on his haunches, reaching down to pull apart the remaining seals on the upper reaches of her suit, baring her breasts to his gaze. A faint smile quirked his mouth as he scored a thumb across one dark nipple, watching it form a tightly pebbled peak in response to his touch.
That fast, the heat flared, enveloping her in a primitive need so strong it was all she could do to keep breathing. Lust curled in her belly, hot and demanding. When he lowered his head to suck in the sensitive nipple, laving it with his tongue, she let out an involuntary whimper.
He leaned forward, his larger body covering hers. Rock hard and demanding, it trapped her against the sleeping mat so that she could barely move as he explored every curve, every ultra-sensitive inch of her breasts.
She never allowed this, never allowed a male to dominate her completely. And yet, with this man it felt so damn good.
He explored lower, his tongue and teeth working their way across every curve, every inch of bare skin until they were foiled by her remaining clothing.
“Damn!” Natalie muttered impatiently, bucking against his restricting weight. She needed to get her clothes off. Needed to feel his lips and tongue on her belly, on her thighs, on her mound. Needed the hot darts of lust dancing across the surface of her skin to continue. Needed him to continue. “Move!”
Jebediah shifted his weight, giving her enough wiggle room to get out of her clothes without actually letting her go. She took full advantage, squirming out of her suit in record time. The feel of his naked flesh against hers sent shivers of lust shuddering through her. It hadn’t been all that long since she’d indulged the carnal side of her nature, so why was her pussy clenching in sweet anticipation?
“Oh sweet mother of an asteroid!” Jebediah’s nostrils flared as he stared down at her naked body. His cock swelled impossibly larger, pressing rock hard against her thigh.
“Nope. Just one horny space captain.” She hooked a leg behind his knee and rolled, putting herself on the top. That felt better.
“Not a fan of the missionary position?” He chuckled. “I’m okay with that so long as you know I don’t plan on letting you go any time soon.”
“Go where?” Reaching down, she ran a finger along the side of his rigid cock. “Did I mention I’m feeling desperately horny tonight, and it looks like you have just what I need to fix that.”
Kat hasn’t always been a stray — but times are tough
Jake couldn’t believe he was lying here handcuffed to his own bed and flirting with the woman who’d used his own irons against him. How had she gotten in here? The doors and windows were all heavily armed and alarmed. She must be one very talented woman. He decided to change tactics. A horny woman he could deal with. He might even let her go if all she wanted was a bit of loving. He lowered his voice to a seductive whisper. “Untie me. I know how to treat a woman. I’ll make sure you are extremely satisfied.”
“I don’t think so.” She reached down and ran her fingers over his lips. “I like to be in control.”
“So do I.” He gave her a dark grin, deciding to play along for the time being. “We could have a problem.”
“No problem.” She hopped onto the bed and straddled him. “You’re the one who slept while I tied you up, so for now I get to be in control.”
He could feel the moist heat of her pussy sliding on his belly while her nice taut ass brushed against his erection. And it was definitely a full-blown, let-me-at-her-now erection. He’d have to be dead not to react to the feel of her soft skin sliding against his. His hands itched to explore every inch of that satiny soft body.
She was a little skinnier than she should be, she needed to gain a few pounds, and he wondered again where she came from and why she was here, taunting him instead of doing something to earn a bit of food. Life was hard for many people these days, not just stray cats like the one he’d brought home earlier this evening.
He gasped, all thoughts fleeing his head as the woman lowered herself down on top of him, running her fingers through his short hair as her mouth descended to his. He closed his eyes, abandoning himself to the kiss. She tasted like sin and sex, her mouth incredibly sensual as it moved over his. Her tongue flicked across his lips, exploring with a deft touch that left his senses reeling. He opened his mouth, thrusting his tongue deep into hers, wishing his hands were free, wishing he could hold her while he devoured every wonderful, sexy inch of her.
“Mmmmm. You kiss very well for a cop.”
She pulled away, and he felt an unfamiliar twinge of jealousy at her words. Did she do this kind of thing all the time? “You’ve kissed a lot of cops, have you?” He lifted his head up to nip at the delicate lobe of her ear. “I don’t think I like that.”
She shrugged and sat up, the mischievous grin back on her face. “Doesn’t matter. I’m here to take advantage of you, remember? Once I’m satisfied, you’ll never see me again.”
“We’ll see about that.” Cursing his tendency to sleep through just about anything, he wriggled his hands in the cuffs, but there was no give. She knew how to set the cuffs, and she’d used the corner posts on his bed to anchor them so he had no chance to work them free. Pity. He’d love to turn the tables on her and have her spread out and tied to his bed, awaiting his pleasure. Still, he had to admit there was something decidedly erotic about lying here waiting for her to seduce him.
“You’re in very good shape, Mr. Enforcer.” Her hands roamed across his chest, stopping to pluck at his nipples before moving lower to explore his stomach. “But then, I’m betting you don’t miss many meals.” She lowered her head and slurped her tongue across one nipple in a long wet slide.
“Oh, damn that feels good.” Jake felt sparks of erotic heat racing from his nipple straight to his groin. Her hair slid across his chest, a silky soft mass of lust inducing sensations, and he squirmed beneath the onslaught.
“You taste good.” She sounded surprised. “Clean. Musky. Male.” She licked her way down his chest to his belly, nipping the skin beneath his belly button with sharp white teeth.
Jake growled, straining against his bonds. Teeth clenched against the heat racing through his loins, he tried to slip his hand through the circle of the handcuff. “Fuck!”
“Not yet, Mr. Enforcer.” She lifted her head, the dark passion in her eyes startling him.
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I’ve been busy! I have four books from my backlist that I republished over the last year or so. Originally, I just uploaded them to Kindle but I think they got lost in the avalanche of books published there every day. They sold very little, so this past week, I’ve set up an account on a service called Draft2Digital and uploaded those same 4 stories.
They are now available at itunes, Scribd, Barnes and Noble, Nook, Kobo, Apple, 24 Symbols ,and Tolino . So if you haven’t read one or all of these you can find them all over the web. And, just for fun, I’ve set the price to a low $2.99 for each 🙂
Genres/Themes: Contemporary romance, Christmas, Holidays, Humor
Publisher URL Changeling Press – Erotic Fiction
Oops! When three women kidnap the wrong man, it takes some very sexy tactics to convince him to help them.
Stephanie, Jackie and Caroline. The three women have been friends for years, and they’ve built themselves a nice bed and breakfast /ranch operation. But with less than a fortnight to Christmas, a ruthless banker has swindled them out of their beloved home. What will they do? Well, kidnapping him and holding him hostage until he decided to do the right thing sounds like a good plan. Unfortunately, it all goes hilariously wrong when they discover they’ve kidnapped the wrong man. Bondage, obedience classes and more are needed to make sure there’s a Merry Christmas this year!
Jackie sighed, and shook her head. “If you’re not going to cooperate, I’m afraid I” going to have to ravish you.”
“Ravish?” God, that smile of his really out to be outlawed! “You’ve been reading a few too many bosom rippers.”
“Nonsense. I’ve read just enough to know how this works.” She stroked her hand up and down his stiff cock, admiring the way it seemed to grow under her eager fingers. “Of course I’m going to have to take my clothes off too. It’s practically impossible to take advantage of you if I’m still fully clothed.”
“By all means, take your clothes off. I can hardly wait to be ravished by such a luscious female. You’re sure your friend isn’t planning on shooting me before you get a chance? Because that would be a real shame.” He smiled encouragingly and flexed his hands.
She had the feeling he could break himself loose if he really wanted to. The thought added a little sizzle to the proceedings.
It didn’t take her long to shed her clothing, although she wasn’t sure it was a very enticing show. She made a mental note to practice her strip tease moves. So far in her life it hadn’t been a priority. Usually she was the shy, quiet one who watched from the sidelines while Stephanie and Caroline did all the outrageous things. Her job was to help clean up the mess afterword.
Still, naked was naked and she’d accomplished that. Now she just needed to take advantage of her captive.
“Untie my hands.” Jebediah’s husky voice snapped her attention back to the present.
“I want to touch you.”
“No, I don’t think that’s going to happen.” She climbed back onto the bed, and straddled her captive. “Unless you’re ready to sign those papers?”
“Still not the right guy, but if you untie me I’ll be able to touch those gorgeous breast of yours and I really want to do that.”
“My breasts?” Jackie reached up to cup her breasts, absently massaging the plump globes as she digested his words. She’d always been a big girl, and no one had ever referred to any part of her as gorgeous before. Was he just trying to butter her up? He probably thought she’d do anything he asked if he threw out a few compliments.
Not going to happen. She might not have been the most popular girl in her high school class but she wasn’t desperate for male attention. Hell, she knew how to keep her libido satisfied all by herself when necessary.
She rolled her nipples between thumb and forefinger, enjoying the tingling sensation that went straight to her sex. Nope. She didn’t need a man’s hands on her to make her feel good.
Jebediah drew in a sharp breath, his eyes going dark and smoky as he let out a low groan. “That is so sexy! You’re killing me here.”
“Care to sign the ranch back over to us now?”
“I would, but it won’t do you any good. I’m not James!” His voice rose to a frustrated pitch as she lifted one finger to her mouth and slowly licked it.
“I guess you have a problem then.” Lowering her finger, she smeared a trail of wetness down her breast, circling each nipple in turn.
He didn’t answer her, his gaze glued to her breasts as she teased the nipples into hard little peaks. Jackie could feel the moist heat gathering at the apex of her thighs. Who knew teasing a man by touching yourself could be such a turn on?
Arching her back, she lifted her head and closed her eyes. She splayed her fingers wide and ran them slowly over her naked body, exploring each inch as if it were new and unfamiliar territory. Jebediah’s body quivered beneath her, and she peeked down to see his cock growing longer and harder all on its own.
For the first time ever, she felt an invigorating sense of power in her own sexuality. A man wanted her. Visibly, undeniably wanted her. The muscles in his arms stood out in bulging cords as he gripped the restraining ropes tightly. His eyes were dark with lust and there was no mistaking his body’s reaction to her actions.
She slid the tip of her tongue across her top lip. “Do you like this?”
“Damn right I do. Get these ropes off me and I’ll show you just how much!”
She shook her head. “Not yet. You’ve been a bad boy, you know.”
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Well now isn’t that a good question! Sometimes I wonder that myself.
I am working on the fourth book in the Mercenaries Series. The title is Winter’s Quest and it is Trace and Winter’s story. If you don’t know who Trace and Winter are, then you need to go read books 1 through 3 that will soon be released as Second Editions from Changeling Press. Want a sneak peak at what what to expect from Winter’s Quest? Here’s the working blurb. (Working means I might tweak it sometime between now and the actual release).
Mercenaries Four: Winter’s Quest
Winter remembers all about the insanity of life as a lab rat, but she doesn’t know is how she got there. Given the mess she’d made out of her life up to this point, she needs to find the answers to her past before she can get on with her future.
Trace isn’t sure why Winter is so hung up on her past but if she plans on chasing all over the nine provinces looking for answers then it’s up to him to make sure she stays safe. And, while they’re spending all that quality time together, maybe he can convince her that he’s more than just a convenient sex partner.
I really need to get back to the writing cave so until next time…
Wishing everyone a very Happy New Year and a great 2016!
I have some lofty goals for my writing this year, and one of those is to resurrect this blog and get it back on track. I hope you all take the time to peek in every now and then to see what’s new.
Series: Peppermint Twist
Title: Puppy Love
Genres/Themes: Paranormal, Urban Fantsy, Romance, Interracial/Multicultural
Magic, Christmas, Werewolves, Big Beautiful Women
Release Date: December 3rd
Author: Anne Kane
Sarah wants a normal life, without all the fur, fangs and drama that comes with her werewolf heritage. She left her home pack and moved to a small town in the Northern Rockies hoping to leave the past behind.
The first time Drake crossed her scent, he knew he wanted Sarah for his mate. Now he just has to convince her that she wants that too. With a wicked sense of humor and a little bit of Christmas magic he hopes to bring her over to his side — permanently.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to avoid me.”
Sarah jumped as the werewolf disengaged himself from a particularly dark shadow. Crap! She’d forgotten how fast her kind could move when it felt motivated. Apparently this guy was extremely motivated.
Schooling her features into her best poker face, she took a deep breath and turned to face him. “If you didn’t know better? What makes you think you know anything about me?”
He laughed then. Actually laughed. The corners of his eyes crinkled and his mouth curved upward. So much for her chilling sarcasm.
“I know enough. Probably more than you want me to.” He pushed himself upright. It only took him one step with those long legs to put him so close that his scent tickled her nose.
A werewolf shouldn’t smell so good, shouldn’t make her belly clench in anticipation. The mere proximity of one certainly shouldn’t make her long to run free with all four paws on the ground. It hadn’t for months now, but she’d know the very minute she’d sensed this guy in the crowded bar that he was a threat to her new found equilibrium.
And that scared the hell out of her. She didn’t want anything to do with werewolves anymore. Their pack laws. Their aggression. Their bloodthirsty pack mentality and their total disregard for her feelings.
“Apparently you know where I work, and that would be more than I want you to know. Now run along and howl at something.” She turned on her heel and took one step toward the parking lot. She would not give in to her baser instincts. Nope. Not happening. Not even with the night of the full moon coming up fast.
She didn’t hear him come up behind her. He spun her around, his tongue halfway down her throat before she had time to react. His arms were every bit as strong as they looked, catching her when her knees buckled at the unexpected warmth blossoming in her belly.
What the hell? Her body had never reacted this way before, never betrayed her so blatantly. Want and need sent curls of heat racing through her veins. Damn. This couldn’t be good, no matter how good it felt. She relaxed into his embrace, letting him think she’d surrendered.
He hesitated for a moment, drawing his head back to stare at her with narrowed eyes. Distrust and something else lurked in their icy blue depths. He didn’t trust her sudden capitulation. Smart man.
$Wolf$. Smart wolf.
Apparently his lust overrode his caution and he pulled her up hard against him. She could feel the thick length of his cock pressing hard against her belly.
Lust seemed to be running rampant tonight. Moisture gathered at the apex of her thighs, as if her body expected her to give in and let this mutt have his way with her.
“I’ve never been referred to as a mutt before.” He mumbled the words against her lips, not bothering to lift his head. “I think I might be insulted.”
She jerked away from him. Not that she got far, his arms were like bands of friggin’ steel. His eyes were darker now, the color of the sky just before a storm rolled in. “I didn’t say that out loud.”
A wry smile quirked the corner of his mouth. “Then how did I manage to hear you?”
Good question. One that sent the lust packing faster than it had arrived. Vague whispered myths of bonded pairs being able to communicate telepathically teased the edge of her memory. Crap! This just got better and better!