you don’t want me.”
“I can’t.” She clung to him, her body raging with a fire that only Lincoln could put out. “I won’t.”
He held her head between his hands. Her lids lifted to find his gaze pinning hers. “Try to deny it again, and I’ll kiss you until you remember.”
“Promise.”
Desire flared in his bright blue eyes. “Fuck, yes.”
“Stop talking and kiss me,” Ava demanded as she yanked his head back down.
No sooner had their lips met than Kane began to growl and snap his huge jaws. Ava had forgotten about Kane and the threat to her life in those few precious moments in Lincoln’s arms.
Lincoln chuckled as he backed away from her. “I don’t think my dear cousin is at all happy with what we were doing.”
Ava looked down at herself to see the sweat and grime. She couldn’t let Lincoln have sex with her looking like this. It wasn’t just the dirt, she was pretty sure she smelled.
“What did I just promise you?” Lincoln threatened.
Ava motioned at herself with her hands. “Look at me! I’m disgusting. We’ll have to wait.”
“Wait?” Lincoln asked with a raised brow. “Because of a little dirt.”
“I smell.”
He threw back his head and laughed. “In case you haven’t noticed, I do, too.”
“I can’t smell you, and you look good covered in sweat.” Too damn good, actually. It should be against the law for a man to look that hot while she felt so repulsive.
That seductive grin of his was back. “I look good, huh?”
“You know you do.”
“Our lives could end tonight. Do you really want to wait?” he asked as he closed the distance between them again.
Ava pushed his long, dark hair out of his face. “We’re not in danger as long as we’re on holy ground, right?”
“I’m going to make you pay for reminding me of that,” he said as he nipped her ear.
“Promise.”
He put her hand on his thick cock. “Fuck yes.”
CHAPTER NINE
Lincoln couldn’t stop looking at Ava. She had devoured two of the roast beef sandwiches, three snack size bags of chips, a bottle of water and a soda Olivia had packed.
“What?” she asked as she reached for some chocolate chip cookies. “I like to eat.”
“I’m not complaining.”
“Ah,” she said after swallowing a bite. “You’re used to the women who eat like birds. That’s never been me. I like food. A lot.”
Lincoln wasn’t sure how he was going to keep his hands off of her for another two nights. She was temptation and enticement, persuasion and fascination. She aroused him to the point of no return only to infuriate him in the next second. She kept him on his toes and in a constant state of arousal.
Ave was a seductress, an enchantress.
A siren.
And he prayed she never left his life.
“Christian’s back,” she said.
Lincoln looked over his shoulder to see Christian in the canoe, but he had someone else with him. Lincoln jumped to his feet when he recognized Solomon.
“Who is that?” Ava whispered when she came to stand beside him.
“The eldest LaRue, Solomon.”
Ava dusted off her hands. “I thought you said it would be difficult to get him here.”
“I thought it would be since he also turns during the full moon.”
She leaned closer. “Please tell me this Voodoo bitchress hasn’t sent another after me.”
Lincoln grinned at her. “I doubt it.” His grin faded when his gaze met Solomon’s. “But it can’t be good that he’s here.”
Kane, who had generally ignored Beau and Christian when they came, began to growl in warning, his fur standing on end as he stared at Solomon.
“He recognizes another werewolf,” Lincoln explained.
“Great. I’m all giddy,” she said sarcastically.
Solomon looked at Kane with the same blue eyes that Lincoln and his brothers had. That was the only similarity between their families. The LaRues had varying shades of blond hair. Solomon’s was a dark blond with strands of
“I can’t.” She clung to him, her body raging with a fire that only Lincoln could put out. “I won’t.”
He held her head between his hands. Her lids lifted to find his gaze pinning hers. “Try to deny it again, and I’ll kiss you until you remember.”
“Promise.”
Desire flared in his bright blue eyes. “Fuck, yes.”
“Stop talking and kiss me,” Ava demanded as she yanked his head back down.
No sooner had their lips met than Kane began to growl and snap his huge jaws. Ava had forgotten about Kane and the threat to her life in those few precious moments in Lincoln’s arms.
Lincoln chuckled as he backed away from her. “I don’t think my dear cousin is at all happy with what we were doing.”
Ava looked down at herself to see the sweat and grime. She couldn’t let Lincoln have sex with her looking like this. It wasn’t just the dirt, she was pretty sure she smelled.
“What did I just promise you?” Lincoln threatened.
Ava motioned at herself with her hands. “Look at me! I’m disgusting. We’ll have to wait.”
“Wait?” Lincoln asked with a raised brow. “Because of a little dirt.”
“I smell.”
He threw back his head and laughed. “In case you haven’t noticed, I do, too.”
“I can’t smell you, and you look good covered in sweat.” Too damn good, actually. It should be against the law for a man to look that hot while she felt so repulsive.
That seductive grin of his was back. “I look good, huh?”
“You know you do.”
“Our lives could end tonight. Do you really want to wait?” he asked as he closed the distance between them again.
Ava pushed his long, dark hair out of his face. “We’re not in danger as long as we’re on holy ground, right?”
“I’m going to make you pay for reminding me of that,” he said as he nipped her ear.
“Promise.”
He put her hand on his thick cock. “Fuck yes.”
CHAPTER NINE
Lincoln couldn’t stop looking at Ava. She had devoured two of the roast beef sandwiches, three snack size bags of chips, a bottle of water and a soda Olivia had packed.
“What?” she asked as she reached for some chocolate chip cookies. “I like to eat.”
“I’m not complaining.”
“Ah,” she said after swallowing a bite. “You’re used to the women who eat like birds. That’s never been me. I like food. A lot.”
Lincoln wasn’t sure how he was going to keep his hands off of her for another two nights. She was temptation and enticement, persuasion and fascination. She aroused him to the point of no return only to infuriate him in the next second. She kept him on his toes and in a constant state of arousal.
Ave was a seductress, an enchantress.
A siren.
And he prayed she never left his life.
“Christian’s back,” she said.
Lincoln looked over his shoulder to see Christian in the canoe, but he had someone else with him. Lincoln jumped to his feet when he recognized Solomon.
“Who is that?” Ava whispered when she came to stand beside him.
“The eldest LaRue, Solomon.”
Ava dusted off her hands. “I thought you said it would be difficult to get him here.”
“I thought it would be since he also turns during the full moon.”
She leaned closer. “Please tell me this Voodoo bitchress hasn’t sent another after me.”
Lincoln grinned at her. “I doubt it.” His grin faded when his gaze met Solomon’s. “But it can’t be good that he’s here.”
Kane, who had generally ignored Beau and Christian when they came, began to growl in warning, his fur standing on end as he stared at Solomon.
“He recognizes another werewolf,” Lincoln explained.
“Great. I’m all giddy,” she said sarcastically.
Solomon looked at Kane with the same blue eyes that Lincoln and his brothers had. That was the only similarity between their families. The LaRues had varying shades of blond hair. Solomon’s was a dark blond with strands of
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