What are you doing?" she whispered. He wasn't sure why she was whispering, but he kept his voice just as low. "I want to taste you.
You're very quiet," she murmured. "That's because I'm the big bad wolf," he growled playfully.
She said her pack died." "How?" "She didn't say." "And you didn't ask?" Thomas' gravelly voice was incredulous. "It's complicated." "I'll bet. You stink of sex. Is the reason you haven't asked because...
He might be an alpha wolf but so was she. She didn't take well to orders, even if they were from her mate.
No one fucks with the Lazos brothers.
The man and wolf inside him experienced a surge of primal satisfaction. It had been so long since he'd let his guard down around anyone. After just one kiss, he was ready to bed her. That hadn't happe...
I don't know what this nice guy routine is, but I know who you are and why you're here so if you think you can seduce me for whatever reason, you're out of your mind. And you better not think you can...
A year ago, she'd have opened her arms to him and bonded with him before falling in love. A year ago she'd been so secure in who she was an her place in the world, that she'd have known that the love...
You're mine, Nissa." The words were guttural, strained. She knew it. Deep inside her core the truth was there.
A dark-haired man with electric-blue eyes hadn't taken his eyes off Caro since she'd sat down. He watched her like, well, a predatory wolf watched his mate. Caro glanced over her shoulder and when she...
This was no figment of his imagination. This was flesh, blood and pure sin in a dress.
If he wouldn't take charge of this, she would. "Take off your clothes.
Nissa stirred as she felt the soft brush of something -- lips - tease against her neck. With her eyes closed, she smiled. Thomas' spicy, masculine scent was unmistakable. "What are you doing?" she mur...
You want to start over?" he murmured against her ear. His hot breath sent shivers to her toes.
After one kiss you're already looking to get rid of me?
You look good in my shirt," he murmured. The quiet words drew her gaze back to his face. "Then why do you look disappointed?" His shoulders lifted slightly. "I was hoping you'd be wearing nothing.
I'm not letting you -- us -- go that easily, sweetheart, so get used to having me in your life.
Are you nervous?"... "A little." "Do you want to stop?" "No, just go slow." "I can do that." He could do any damn thing she asked of him.
