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Blood to blood. Soul to soul. Gavin felt the connection forge between them, an almost tangible link that would join him to Bailey until death parted them. Even given the circumstances, the power behind it awed him. Most matings occurred during sex, and Gavin could easily see why, given the rigidness of his cock. The urge to bury himself inside of her, claiming her with his body, and not just his soul, rode him hard. As he licked the spot he'd bitten, he couldn't help rubbing himself against her backside. Shock swept through him when she gyrated back against him with a moan. Despite her reluctance to trust, she obviously felt the same pull. Of course she does. She's my mate. His mate. And he'd yet to even kiss her. Not for long. He let his hand slide from her mouth, ready to return it if she screamed, but instead, she sighed as he turned her in his arms. She came willingly, her eyes glazed with wonder, and when he fitted his mouth to hers, the world around them d
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Jaxon couldn't help stroking the smooth cheek of the female nestled on his lap. Sure, he could have dumped her onto the seat and joined Parker up front to ride shotgun, but he worried she'd roll onto the floor. Okay, he lied. He could have buckled her in to keep her safe. The truth was, he just didn't want to let her go. From the moment he'd first inhaled her scent in the motel room, he'd found himself intrigued-and harder than a teenage boy with his first issue of Playboy. She wasn't bimbo beautiful, like his usual conquests, but Jaxon couldn't say he'd ever seen a more appealing woman. She possessed lush curves covered in creamy skin that begged stroking. Her wild, curly hair tumbled about her face and shoulders, giving her the look of a woman just roused-or loved. Her bowed mouth, so full and tempting, was made to suck cock, and he could only imagine what a striking contrast she'd make, naked, against his own dark skin. Shifting her on his lap, and away from his wa
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Vivid green eyes peered down at her, and she heard the most beautiful mulatto man she'd ever seen say, "And some things are worth a little pain." Who is he, and what is he talking about? The man held her attention, and not just because of his mischievous smile, which widened the more he stared but because he made her want to do things-dirty things, like press her lips to his, lick her way along his cocoa skin, and nibble him. Good God, what is wrong with me? It seemed her topsy-turvy turmoil hadn't ended. Along with this thought came the remembrance that the last thing she recalled, someone had accosted her in an alley as she attempted to escape Gavin. Alarm made her eyes widen, and she scrambled to escape the lap she sat cuddled on. "Easy, sweet cheeks. You're in good hands." "More like groping ones," rumbled a familiar voice. Her gaze darted forward to see the giant from before. Turning his head to the side, giving her his profile, one of his warm
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"We should stop in town and buy her some things, seeing as how everything else of hers was destroyed." Gavin's voice, after such a long period of introspective silence, jolted Wyatt. Especially since they'd spent the last few hours coasting along at a moderate speed, keeping an eye open for any vehicles that might be trailing after them. "You can emasculate yourself all you want browsing through the underwear section at the local Walmart, but count me out." "There's nothing wrong with buying a woman some underwear, especially when she's your mate," Gavin replied indignantly. "Yeah, but she's not mine. So no way am I prancing around holding up tops and pants, going, ÔDo you think she'd like this?'" Wyatt adopted a high-pitched tone that caused Gavin to let go of the steering wheel so he could launch a fist his way. Taking the blow with a grunt, Wyatt laughed. "You haven't even touched her pussy yet, and you're already whipped." "Look who's talking," snorted
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Bailey didn't recall ever being this angry before. Or scared. When the wolf strode from the woods, she'd thought she'd piss her pants. When the wolf, in some screwed-up body-molting process, turned into Wyatt, she did lose a few drops. Here I thought I'd come to grips with the fact I was abducted by a cult who wanted to have sex with me. Heck, I was even thinking I might enjoy it. Then Wyatt dropped a werewolf bomb followed by a marriage one, and she no longer knew if the earth rotated around the sun or if she'd somehow ended up in an alternate universe because in her world, shit like this just didn't happen. She did the only thing she could think of when faced with facts her mind refused to believe. She freaked. Of course, her temper tantrum had the interesting result of getting Wyatt to manhandle her first, followed by Gavin. The whole situation was enough to drive a girl batty. And horny. Only once he thrust her into a tent, which Parker had erected bef
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When Wyatt left the tent, he didn't initially go far because, for some reason, he just couldn't tear his eyes from the gyrating couple. He wanted to join in so badly-wanted to touch Bailey's silky skin, taste her sweet lips again, and sink his teeth into her flesh and irrevocably mark her. With a grunt that sounded more animal than man, he ran from the campground, shifting into his wolf even before he hit the tree line. Run away. Run from the temptation. Run from the future I did not choose. He howled as he bolted through the trees on four feet, his inner turmoil of earlier nothing compared to his current state. Now, he'd gotten a glimpse of her responsive nature, heard her mewling cries of pleasure, tasted her, and seen the ecstasy on his pack brother's face, a pleasure he could have if he weren't so scared to take it. But was he ready for that kind of commitment? Ready to give himself over to a virtual stranger? To someone who knew nothing about his kind, his world?
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Bailey woke, spooned into Gavin's body. It seemed her new werewolf husband was very happy to see her if the cock rubbing against her backside was any indication. His lips brushed the skin below her ear, sending a shiver through her. "Morning, darling." "Hi." A trite reply but all she could manage as she suddenly found herself tongue-tied in the light of day. It was one thing to give herself to passion without any abandon the night before, another to realize the man whose arms cradled her thought he owned her-and planned to share her with his buddies. Except for Wyatt. He couldn't get out of here fast enough last night, she recalled, the realization oddly saddening. He must not have liked what he saw. Her curves weren't for everyone. Look at me getting morose over the fact I have to satisfy myself with only one lover. Bailey wanted to slap herself for being so stupid. Besides, how could she feel unattractive with Gavin's callused fingers stroking over her nipples
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Bailey ended up riding with Jaxon and Parker again as Gavin and Wyatt cleaned up their camp and checked for signs of pursuit. With Jaxon driving-to keep him out of trouble, Parker had explained with a grin-she ended up seated in the back with the giant. Perfect, because she brimmed with questions, and now that the wolf was out of the bag, so to speak, she hoped he'd answer them. "What's a pack?" Parker's brows lifted. "Jumping right into it, are you? Fair enough. I guess there's no hiding anymore what we are. A pack is what we call a group of Lycans who live together under the rule of an alpha." "So, what, you share a house, and one guy makes up the rules?" A chuckle rumbled forth. "Not quite, baby. We tend to live on compounds, fairly self-sufficient ones, where we use solar energy and wind to create electricity, draw our water from wells, and where each family has its own house." "Like the Amish," she supplied, trying to picture in her mind what ex
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