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yourself. You’ll be with me.”
“And that makes me safe?”
He almost told her she’d be better off with him than with any other werewolf. Her eyes sparked with silver when he hesitated, amusement and lust smelling real damned good on her.
“As safe as you want to be,” he told her, his tone garbling when the change rushed inside his veins. Damn it if this little bitch didn’t bring out the more carnal side of his nature.
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Erin ran her fingers through her long, thick hair and he noticed her fingernails had lengthened and were pointed. His dick got hard thinking of how those nails would feel scraping over his flesh.
“Why don’t we head out on our own run?” she whispered, and her tongue darted over her top lip.
Grabbing her and dragging her away from the others sounded like a good plan.
Then Claudette walked over to them.
Perry’s mate was a cute little thing—young, with short black hair that made her look younger than she probably was.
“Perry says we can call Erin and Tonya’s den and get permission for them to run with us.” She smiled almost apologetically when Erin groaned. “We can tell them you’re running with us,” she added quietly, blushing when she glanced at Juan.
“My littermates would faint if I called them and told them what I was doing,” Erin said quietly, turning to face Claudette as if she wished he wasn’t hearing the conversation.
“I can imagine,” he said, grabbing both bitches’ attention at the same time.
Claudette grinned as Perry walked up and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Erin scowled, although whether from frustration or thinking his opinion of her was low, he couldn’t tell. Irritation sprinkled the air with its spicy scent.
“What do we do about the single bitches?” Perry looked worried, obviously not wanting to take the rap for running with the females without their dens knowing.
“I’ll escort Erin to her den and catch up with you all later.” Juan gripped Erin’s arm when she turned on him quickly.
“I don’t want…” she began.
“No arguments.” He almost dragged her away from the surrounding males and bitches.
“Look here, wolf man. I don’t want to go to my den,” she argued the moment they hit the road.
“Good.” He didn’t quit pulling her but headed back toward his own den.
“Oh lovely,” she whined, hurrying alongside him to keep up with his determined gait. “Taking me to your den would go down worse than if I ran with members of the pack.”
They crossed the road and trudged through undergrowth. Her small hand in his was warm and soft, her grip solid. No matter that she complained. She held on tight.
Juan led the way but her scent still managed to wrap around him, intoxicating him with need that ran rampant inside him.
She tripped and Juan tugged her to him. Erin fell into his chest, her long hair draping wildly around her. He grabbed her under her arms, his thumbs caressing the swell of her breasts. She stilled. His heart hammered in his chest.
“I need to taste you now.” No way could he wait a minute longer.
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He cupped her chin, pushing her head back.
“Does it look like I’m fighting you?” she teased, beckoning him with her tongue as she pressed it to her upper lip.
Juan attacked her mouth with the need he felt for her that had built up over the past couple of days.
She sighed, relaxing against him while offering her mouth. The action was so submissive, especially for Erin, that his insides hardened to the point where he couldn’t breathe.
He loved how her fingers moved over his shoulders. She stroked and caressed him, then dug her fingers in as if she’d searched and found the perfect spot.
“You taste so fucking good,” he growled, giving them a moment to catch their breaths and then devouring her mouth again.
Her scent wrapped around him, filled his lungs, becoming one with his. He probed deeper into her mouth, breathing her in while tasting
“And that makes me safe?”
He almost told her she’d be better off with him than with any other werewolf. Her eyes sparked with silver when he hesitated, amusement and lust smelling real damned good on her.
“As safe as you want to be,” he told her, his tone garbling when the change rushed inside his veins. Damn it if this little bitch didn’t bring out the more carnal side of his nature.
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Erin ran her fingers through her long, thick hair and he noticed her fingernails had lengthened and were pointed. His dick got hard thinking of how those nails would feel scraping over his flesh.
“Why don’t we head out on our own run?” she whispered, and her tongue darted over her top lip.
Grabbing her and dragging her away from the others sounded like a good plan.
Then Claudette walked over to them.
Perry’s mate was a cute little thing—young, with short black hair that made her look younger than she probably was.
“Perry says we can call Erin and Tonya’s den and get permission for them to run with us.” She smiled almost apologetically when Erin groaned. “We can tell them you’re running with us,” she added quietly, blushing when she glanced at Juan.
“My littermates would faint if I called them and told them what I was doing,” Erin said quietly, turning to face Claudette as if she wished he wasn’t hearing the conversation.
“I can imagine,” he said, grabbing both bitches’ attention at the same time.
Claudette grinned as Perry walked up and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Erin scowled, although whether from frustration or thinking his opinion of her was low, he couldn’t tell. Irritation sprinkled the air with its spicy scent.
“What do we do about the single bitches?” Perry looked worried, obviously not wanting to take the rap for running with the females without their dens knowing.
“I’ll escort Erin to her den and catch up with you all later.” Juan gripped Erin’s arm when she turned on him quickly.
“I don’t want…” she began.
“No arguments.” He almost dragged her away from the surrounding males and bitches.
“Look here, wolf man. I don’t want to go to my den,” she argued the moment they hit the road.
“Good.” He didn’t quit pulling her but headed back toward his own den.
“Oh lovely,” she whined, hurrying alongside him to keep up with his determined gait. “Taking me to your den would go down worse than if I ran with members of the pack.”
They crossed the road and trudged through undergrowth. Her small hand in his was warm and soft, her grip solid. No matter that she complained. She held on tight.
Juan led the way but her scent still managed to wrap around him, intoxicating him with need that ran rampant inside him.
She tripped and Juan tugged her to him. Erin fell into his chest, her long hair draping wildly around her. He grabbed her under her arms, his thumbs caressing the swell of her breasts. She stilled. His heart hammered in his chest.
“I need to taste you now.” No way could he wait a minute longer.
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He cupped her chin, pushing her head back.
“Does it look like I’m fighting you?” she teased, beckoning him with her tongue as she pressed it to her upper lip.
Juan attacked her mouth with the need he felt for her that had built up over the past couple of days.
She sighed, relaxing against him while offering her mouth. The action was so submissive, especially for Erin, that his insides hardened to the point where he couldn’t breathe.
He loved how her fingers moved over his shoulders. She stroked and caressed him, then dug her fingers in as if she’d searched and found the perfect spot.
“You taste so fucking good,” he growled, giving them a moment to catch their breaths and then devouring her mouth again.
Her scent wrapped around him, filled his lungs, becoming one with his. He probed deeper into her mouth, breathing her in while tasting
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