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Enter the world of shapeshifter paranormal romance with the Westmore Wolves series!
Wicked for You (Westmore Wolves #1)
Heart’s Protector (Westmore Wolves #2)
Burning for You (Westmore Wolves #3)
Taming the Beast (Westmore Wolves #4)
Mistletoe Kisses (Westmore Wolves #5)
Excerpt from Wicked For You
His
lips captured hers, claiming her body and soul. The long, hard length of his
erection pressed into her softness and she groaned into his mouth. Her core was
molten and the need to be claimed by him a physical necessity.
She
fumbled with his zipper, his cock springing free between their bodies.
“God,
woman…”
Another
scream and the sound of breaking glass met her ears. She turned in his arms and
waggled her ass, giving him full view of her body. “You gonna make me wait?”
He
was on her in seconds, his cock sliding beneath her ass cheeks. She bent over a
little more. The velvet tip of him poised at her entrance.
“Now,”
she hissed and drove back on him. She groaned as he filled her, his hardness
sinking deep into the slippery confines of her pussy.
“I’m
not going to be gentle.”
“Next
time.” She brought his hand around her and pressed a kiss to his palm. “But
now, I need you and the pack needs us.”
“I’m
going to make your toes curl and I’m keeping you in bed for a week.” Carrick
snaked his hand down the front of her body and found her clit. He pulled out
and once more thrust his cock hard inside of her, the pulse of their energies
swirling around them.
Her
nipples were pinpoints of desire and when one of his hands brushed over her
breasts, she jerked in his arms as the first edge of an orgasm slid through her
body.
“Carrick…”
“I…Oh,
God. Sage.” He buried his face in her hair and groaned, his hips pumping. The
fabric of his tux rubbed against her ass and she wanted more than anything to
feel his naked skin on her and to be able to take their time. Her fingers
curled into the decorative brickwork of the alcove and she held on for dear
life as his tempo increased, stroking her heat from without and within.
“Claim
me…” she arched against him as another fission of energy moved between them.
“Mine.”
Sage
threw back her head, her insides coiled and ready. Her own fangs descended,
itching to bury themselves inside of his flesh. “Give me your bite.”
Carrick
growled, his fangs breaking the unmarked skin of her shoulder. He bit down the
pain zinged through her body, awakening her and making her long for more time
in his arms. She came all over his dick, her pussy clenching as the sensation
of a full mating sizzled along her skin. Sage cried out, sinking back into his
arms. She raised his hand to her mouth and clamped down, her fangs breaking the
skin of his hand. Carrick shuddered, his heat enveloped her inside and out as
his seed bathed the inside of her womb.
The
hold that had been over her for six years broke. Her mate still moved within
her and her heart sang with the clarity of his senses as their bond solidified.
“Can
you hear our pack? They know we mated.”
Carrick
withdrew, placing a kiss on the bite mark. “I can.” He fixed himself and
reached down for her discarded dress.
“Thank
you.”
He
helped her step into the black gown and pressed a kiss to her lips. “Are you
ready?”
Sage
grinned and suddenly wished she’d thought to call Mel. She was going to be so
pissed she missed a good fight. “You bet.”
