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on him that his answer made him nervous too.
“Because I don’t think you are just another bitch,” he admitted, stunning himself with how easy the words came out.
“Oh.” Her mouth formed a perfect small circle and she stared at him for a moment and then looked down between them.
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The tart smell of embarrassment lingered between them, but there wasn’t a damned thing he could do about it.
“My den would never allow you to properly date me.” She said the words so quietly he almost didn’t hear them.
“Because of the challenge,” he guessed, ready to tackle that issue on all fours if need be.
She nodded.
He ran his hand down the side of her face and then under her chin. She lifted her head, offering her mouth to him without instruction. Juan knew at that moment he’d take Dante on full force, do whatever it took to ensure that Dante wouldn’t be part of that challenge. Erin wanted him. She craved being sought out properly, every antiquated backass pack law honored while some werewolf fought to be with her on the pack’s terms.
No. Not just some werewolf. She wanted him.
Erin was wild, fucking sexy as hell, with a look about her that invited trouble. She was exactly the kind of bitch he’d normally sniff after. Yet she was different. And that was worth exploring.
“I can handle your littermates.”
“What if they demand more than you want to offer?” Her eyes glowed against her dark skin when she dared meet his gaze.
“They won’t.” No werewolf made demands of him. “This is between you and me.
Either of them have a problem with that, I’ll take care of it.”
His hands were in her hair and she pressed her palms against his stomach, pushing into him as she moved lower until she tugged at his jeans. His clothing cooperated easily—or she had a hell of a lot of experience taking off jeans without looking. The smell of her lust thickened. Other emotions twirled around them in the air, filling his senses, making it impossible to think while she opened his jeans and reached inside to free him.
“What is between you and me, wolf man?” she whispered, pulling his cock out and stroking it with her fingers.
“I’m willing to find out.” It was the best damned answer he could come up with at the moment.
“Good.” She knelt before him, bending and taking him into her mouth.
Wet heat wrapped around his cock, burning him alive. Something clawed at him deep inside his fogged brain. They were fucking too close to his den. The road wasn’t that far away. Werewolves were out and about. The smell of their sex hung like rich syrup in the air.
He grabbed her shoulders, wishing for the strength to pull her to her feet. She groaned and sucked him deep into her mouth. Then her tongue did some kind of magical dance around his shaft.
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“Erin,” he growled, his eyes rolling in his head.
She mumbled with her mouth full of cock, her voice vibrating around him. His balls tightened, every muscle in his body hardening to stone. Glancing around in the darkness, determined to protect her while she gave him the best damned blowjob he’d ever had in his life, he searched for any sign of intrusion. Erin’s lips moved faster over his cock.
She was amazing. He tangled his fingers in her hair, inhaling her lust while she built the pressure inside him to a boiling point. She scraped her nails up his chest, dragging them heavily over his flesh and sending tingles shooting through his insides.
He sniffed the air, smelling the thick, rich smell of their sex. Blood boiled in his veins. Muscles and bones hardened, aching to change. Erin called out the purer side of him with her actions, taking him deep and moving quickly. He thrust himself into her heat, loving how her tongue stroked him. Her lips were wet, soft and gliding along his shaft until she had almost all of him in her mouth.
Everything around him blurred. His insides were on fire, the pressure building to where
“Because I don’t think you are just another bitch,” he admitted, stunning himself with how easy the words came out.
“Oh.” Her mouth formed a perfect small circle and she stared at him for a moment and then looked down between them.
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Far From Innocent
The tart smell of embarrassment lingered between them, but there wasn’t a damned thing he could do about it.
“My den would never allow you to properly date me.” She said the words so quietly he almost didn’t hear them.
“Because of the challenge,” he guessed, ready to tackle that issue on all fours if need be.
She nodded.
He ran his hand down the side of her face and then under her chin. She lifted her head, offering her mouth to him without instruction. Juan knew at that moment he’d take Dante on full force, do whatever it took to ensure that Dante wouldn’t be part of that challenge. Erin wanted him. She craved being sought out properly, every antiquated backass pack law honored while some werewolf fought to be with her on the pack’s terms.
No. Not just some werewolf. She wanted him.
Erin was wild, fucking sexy as hell, with a look about her that invited trouble. She was exactly the kind of bitch he’d normally sniff after. Yet she was different. And that was worth exploring.
“I can handle your littermates.”
“What if they demand more than you want to offer?” Her eyes glowed against her dark skin when she dared meet his gaze.
“They won’t.” No werewolf made demands of him. “This is between you and me.
Either of them have a problem with that, I’ll take care of it.”
His hands were in her hair and she pressed her palms against his stomach, pushing into him as she moved lower until she tugged at his jeans. His clothing cooperated easily—or she had a hell of a lot of experience taking off jeans without looking. The smell of her lust thickened. Other emotions twirled around them in the air, filling his senses, making it impossible to think while she opened his jeans and reached inside to free him.
“What is between you and me, wolf man?” she whispered, pulling his cock out and stroking it with her fingers.
“I’m willing to find out.” It was the best damned answer he could come up with at the moment.
“Good.” She knelt before him, bending and taking him into her mouth.
Wet heat wrapped around his cock, burning him alive. Something clawed at him deep inside his fogged brain. They were fucking too close to his den. The road wasn’t that far away. Werewolves were out and about. The smell of their sex hung like rich syrup in the air.
He grabbed her shoulders, wishing for the strength to pull her to her feet. She groaned and sucked him deep into her mouth. Then her tongue did some kind of magical dance around his shaft.
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“Erin,” he growled, his eyes rolling in his head.
She mumbled with her mouth full of cock, her voice vibrating around him. His balls tightened, every muscle in his body hardening to stone. Glancing around in the darkness, determined to protect her while she gave him the best damned blowjob he’d ever had in his life, he searched for any sign of intrusion. Erin’s lips moved faster over his cock.
She was amazing. He tangled his fingers in her hair, inhaling her lust while she built the pressure inside him to a boiling point. She scraped her nails up his chest, dragging them heavily over his flesh and sending tingles shooting through his insides.
He sniffed the air, smelling the thick, rich smell of their sex. Blood boiled in his veins. Muscles and bones hardened, aching to change. Erin called out the purer side of him with her actions, taking him deep and moving quickly. He thrust himself into her heat, loving how her tongue stroked him. Her lips were wet, soft and gliding along his shaft until she had almost all of him in her mouth.
Everything around him blurred. His insides were on fire, the pressure building to where
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