Taken by the Wolf: Collection

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human could experience a wolf’s dreams, they might go insane, for he was taken to the mouth of madness every night that he slept.
    Yet there was something calming about it, something that brought peace to Rowan’s heart. Every day he moved farther and farther away from his animalistic nature. Every day that he wrote somebody a ticket, pulled a speeder over or mediated a land dispute he became more and more human. But his dreams were primal, instinctive, natural. And tonight they were interrupted against his will.
    His eyes popped open and he let out a low growl, not sure what was in his house. He heard the creak of his door opening as a figure stood in his doorway. He stood up on the bed, the springs groaning in protest at the weight of the giant wolf standing on them. His lips curled back, revealing a row of white, razor sharp teeth. A low growl escaped his throat as he stared at the doorway, expecting a enemy to walk through. Slowly, his senses adjusted to being awake. His nose picked up the familiar scent of arousal, the scent of beauty. His eyes focused, finding a blonde goddess standing in his doorway, wearing nothing but a white t-shirt and a pair of black cotton panties.
    “I’m sorry,” Eva said. “I didn’t mean to wake you, I just wanted to check on you.”
    Rowan hopped off the bed, shiftingbefore he hit the ground. He stood up straight, looking down at Eva, no words leaving his lips. He knew he was an impressive sight, all six feet four inches of chiseled muscle. Her mouth hung open as he followed her eyes, tracing their way over every line of his body. He was an alpha wolf in all his glory, presenting himself to his mate for the first time.
    * * *
    Eva couldn’t believe this was happening. She had gotten up to use the bathroom and on her way back she had caught Rowan, in wolf form, lying on his bed. He was so beautiful in that form, so regal looking; she had to get a look at him. Unfortunately she had awakened him, and now he stood before her completely nude.
    His manhood was long and almost fully erect as he walked towards her. What was he going to do? He still hadn’t said a word: instead, he just looked at her with hunger in his eyes. She could feel a growing warmth between her legs. She’d had it since she went to the bathroom. She couldn’t quit thinking about Rowan laying claim to her. It was so bold, so confident, so erotic.
    Instinctively her hand ran down her stomach, between her legs. The cotton panties she wore were thin and it didn’t take her fingers long to find the swollen nub of her clit through them. The way Rowan was looking at her, getting turned on just by the sight of her, was too much to bear.
    Without warning he lunged forward, lifting her off the ground and pushing her against the wall. He was so strong, so powerful. She had never been with a man who possessed this much brute strength, a man who could manhandle her with ease.
    Her thick legs wrapped around his waist, squeezing his muscular midsection. His mouth was on her, furiously delivering kisses down her neck. She moaned, arching her back and pressing her wet sweetness into his body, wanting to feel him pressed hard against her clit. She returned his kisses, exploring every square inch of his thick, corded neck.
    They both stopped at the same time, turning their faces towards one another, their eyes locking. He had the most beautiful eyes of any man she had ever met. There was so much life, so much determination, so much confidence behind them. No woman could resist a man who could tell you all that with just his eyes. For several moments they stayed locked on one another, not moving an inch. Then, like a dam breaking, their mouths came together, their lips hungrily meeting as their tongues found their way back and forth.
    Eva felt a tingling sensation over her entire body, her stomach filling with butterflies in anticipation of the pleasure to come. This was what she had wanted since this primitive god had entered her

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