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are, “It doesn’t get any better than this.”
    “You’re dead wrong, pup,” Brick says.
    “Oh yeah?” I challenge. “Care to explain, Alpha?”
    He kisses my forehead. “This is just the beginning. Come on. Let’s clean up. We’re having a celebration barbeque.”
    You got to love us werewolves. We always use any good reason to start up the grill.
    “A party?” I ask skeptically.
    Brick sees my expression and chuckles. He helps me up. “Some beer and meat. Make sure nothing gets too wild or out of hand, then we can head back to my place.”
    I wiggle my eyebrows suggestively at him. “For more sexy times?”
    Brick grins. “You bet, pup.”
    The End
    FEL FERN BIO:
    Felicia Fern loves reading and writing erotic romances. A sadist who loves watching her heroes and heroines break their backs trying to earn their happy endings, Fel likes throwing in the occasional dash of the unknown to the usual romantic concoction.
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    By Fel Fern
    I’m Blue Barker. Submissive. Unattached wolf. Member of the Puppyville pack. I thought I had the mate-thing in the bag, until I found my ex screwing around. Usually, I’m against one-night-stands, until I saw the drop dead gorgeous dominant wolf sitting at the bar.
    Jaime Topps has two conditions. One night. Two rules...and none of them involved remembering my name, but I’m going to prove him wrong.
    Excerpt:
    I reach between us, and flick the button of his jeans open. Amusement flickers across his face as I unzip him, and reach below to tug down his jeans. “Some help here?” 
    Jaime takes both of my hands and pins them above my head easily, one-handed. I let out a shaky breath. “Keep them there. Don’t move.”
    Man, what a demanding guy. I obey him nonetheless. Watch him stand, step out of his jeans and boxers. Good God did I score. Jaime’s massive shoulders were joined to impressive pecs, six-pack abs, and a waist that tapered down to muscular legs.
    Seeing his impressive, jutting, and fully erect cock— my mouth waters and I lick my lips. Before I can fully appreciate the sight, Jaime begins pulling off my jeans. He pauses at what I’m wearing underneath. My cheeks heat up at the realization I’m still wearing the uncomfortably tight black sexy briefs I wore for Jerome.
    “Unexpected, but fucking sexy.” Jaime seems to enjoy hooking his fingers into the waistband of my underwear. I swallow when he leans in close to blow at my hard-on, before ripping out the fabric in one jerk, baring my need. With Jerome, I’m always uncomfortable with my body, but it doesn’t matter much with Jaime.
    “Beg me,” he says, curling fingers over my length. I groan when he flicks the pre-cum off my tip.
    “For what?” I ask, breathy.
    “What else?” Jaime begins working me.
    His hand movements begin slow and steady as he pumps me from root to tip. The sensation of his rough fingers against my sensitive shaft feels damn amazing. In moments, I’m groaning, twisting, and urging him to continue and up the stakes of the game. Jaime doesn’t though. Instead, he seems intent on pushing me to the edge. He continues with the same punishing and steady rhythm, and I finally understand what he’s waiting for—for me to take the first step. Make the first move in yielding myself to him.
    Like I said, he’s one good-looking, greedy bastard.
    “Please,” I mutter. 
    Jaime’s eyes glint. His pupils appear golden under the light. With most wolves, they lose their control bit by bit when intense emotions like lust and violence come into play. Not with Jaime though.
    “Again.”
    I groan both at his impossible command and how his firm, authoritative voice is doing wonders to my strained cock. “Please, Jaime.”
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