A tall, lithe woman with black hair and wearing a skimpy black dress – clearly not waitstaff – was plastered up against Max, her arms wrapped around him and her lips crushing his. It.
Oh... oh, goddess, it’s true about your tongues...
Seriously, how was it possible that this huge, sexy male even existed?
I will not share.” The words were out before he could analyze them.
In me, now,” she murmured, her eyes sparking with untamed heat. The three most perfect words in his language.
I’m not letting you – us – go that easily, sweetheart, so get used to having me in your life.
Stay with me. I want your scent on my sheets.
He wanted her scent invading his home, his sheets, his bed.
Lauren was his and he wasn’t letting her go.
There was a gaping hole in his chest without her. The three weeks he’d spent with her had been the best of his life. She was like this bright, shining star that had been ripped away from him. He was territorial as hell and he wasn’t letting her go.
No way was she forcing Reece into a mating he didn’t want. Wolves mated for life and it wouldn’t be fair to either of them. And she wasn’t ashamed to admit that she wanted love and a lasting partnership. She refused to settle for less.
He wished they could just be naked in his bed and not worry about words. Talking was overrated anyway.
After one kiss you’re already looking to get rid of me?
Full disclosure. I approached your father once I knew who you were. I asked him to visit my territory and to bring you. I made my intentions clear from the start. He came up with the arranged mating thing.” His lips twisted in annoyance. “But I didn’t stop him because the thought of waking up to you every day...
Shifters didn’t share when it came to their mate.
You want to start over?” he murmured against her ear. His hot breath sent shivers to her toes.
I wanted to throw you over my shoulder and take you back to my place the moment we met, your scent was that sexy.
Growing up she’d heard rumors about the enforcer and how badass he was...
Trent Takoda stared at the backside of the sexiest woman he’d ever met. A woman he’d spent months trying to find. To discover she was working for his brother was almost too much irony. He didn’t know if he should laugh, cry, or get a drink. Maybe he’d do all three later.
Sage Miller opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the dimly lit bedroom wearing heels and nothing else. If Trent’s smile was any indication, she’d chosen the right “outfit.