Jamie stood in front of her full-length mirror and frowned at the body reflected back at her. Her nipples were darker than usual and when she touched them they were unusually sensitive. Tiny little red marks were visible on her neck and where it joined her shoulder. And what about the reddening on the inside of her thighs? If she didn't know better she'd think it was whisker burn. But how was that possible?If last night had been more than a dream, how could she ever face Mike Volka again? What must he think of her? Maybe he'll think I'm very sexy and want to do it again.Sexy, with her hips wider than she liked, not to mention her thighs and her ass? Maybe he liked his women that way? Yeah, right. A guy as hot as he was probably had women throwing themselves at him.Still, she had seen interest in his eyes, both when he jogged up to her front porch and when he was standing in the kitchen with her. And holy mother! Just his touch raised her thermostat. For some ungodly reason t
Mike could hardly take his eyes away from Jamie long enough to get them both in his truck and out of the driveway. Just looking at her made him salivate. And that kiss! Damn. It was the kiss he might expect from a mate, but not from a human.Unless that human is his mate.He blinked, stunned at the echo of his father's voice in his head. It took him back to a discussion they'd had just before the attack that killed his parents. During a long night before the fireplace his father had shared a lot of shifter wisdom with him, almost as if he knew tragedy was about to strike. That it might be the last time they shared a moment like that.Mike was shocked to learn that his father would approve mating with a human if it was the right relationship. Unfortunately he hadn't given him any advice on how to go about it. The other human females he'd been with had been for nothing more than sex, the chance to relieve the constant hunger that roiled inside him.The book will tell you all.Only i
"Fine. But I want to pay. After all, you're doing a lot of the work.""My treat," Mike insisted. "Call it being neighborly.""Then for sure I should pay. You're the neighborhood newcomer."He moved until he was right in front of her, those dangerous eyes boring into hers. A shiver skated over her body and her pulse beat bumped up. Jamie had never acted this way with a stranger before but something about Mike Volka swept all her inhibitions and reservations aside. When he touched his mouth to hers again she opened for him at once, eagerly accepting his rough tongue and the flame ignited inside her. Her hands brushed his cheeks, already with a scruff even this early in the day, before tunneling into his thick mane of hair.All her senses went on high alert, his strong male essence invading her nostrils, the sound of passion rumbling from his throat arousingly rough to her ears. He wrapped his strong arms around her, pressing his body to hers, his thick cock like a steel rod pressing
By eight o'clock Mike had replenished his candy bowl four times and was close to running out. Thankfully there were only a few stragglers left. The decorations were a big hit and the candles still flickered eerily in all the jack-o-lanterns. He had a sense of accomplishment at what he'd helped create. Was he fooling himself, though, to think that during the hours they worked together a bond formed between them that went beyond sex? Everything just happened so fast. He'd expected when he found his mate at last there would be the usual mating dance, in both his human and wolf form. He certainly hadn't expected they'd have explosive sex mere hours after they met. But opportunity was there, he took it and the bond between them had snapped into place in an instant. His heart knew it as well as his cock. Every so often he glanced over to where Jamie sat, admiring her luscious body that the jeans and heavy sweater still could not disguise. An itch crawled beneath the surface of his skin
"Only one piece each," Jamie cautioned, grinning as the Ninja warriors in front of her helped themselves from the bowl she held. "And don't eat them all at once," she called after them as they ran laughing down the walk.Jamie.The sound of her name startled her so she almost dropped the bowl. She looked to either side but outside the small halo of her porch light the night was now thickly dark. Jamie.There it was again. Only it didn't seem to come from anyplace around her. Instead, it echoed only in her head. Her stomach knotted in fear yet she was rooted to the porch, unable to move as if waiting for something.Jamie. Don't scream. It's me, Mike. Concentrate and answer me.Good lord. She could hear him inside her head. She gripped the bowl so tight her fingers ached. She had read about this in the book. Shifters had the ability to communicate telepathically with each other. And if the man or woman they mated with was human, they awoke the same ability in them. Mated. The word
Jamie opened for him, loving the feel of that coarse flesh inside her mouth. She closed on it and sucked, drawing him into the heated well. Their tongues tangled and danced and dueled, small fires igniting everywhere in her body and the pulse in her cunt beating like a jungle drum.She barely registered when Mike slid his hand beneath her sweater and cupped a breast tweaking the nipple through the satin of her bra. Or when with the twist of one hand he opened the clasp and pushed the thin satin away. But she definitely felt it when he pushed up the sweatshirt and fastened his mouth over one nipple, drew hard on it and closed his teeth over it in a light nip. Jamie felt the pull clear through her body, as if her nipples had a thin cord connected directly to the center of her pussy. She squeezed her legs together, a need of unbelievable strength surging through her. Sliding her hands beneath Mike's sweater she raked her fingernails lightly over the soft hair covering his back. He moan
She was so wet he easily slid two fingers inside her, curling them so he scraped against her sweet spot. One rub, two, and without warning an orgasm ripped through her. Mike bent to take a nipple into his mouth while she convulsed around his fingers, squeezing his hand with her thighs. When the spasms finally abated, softening to slight tremors, he slipped his fingers from her wet grasp and very deliberately lifted them to his mouth and licked them clean. The sight was so completely erotic it set tiny convulsions rippling through her again. She barely caught her breath before he turned her over and pulled her to her hands and knees. The touch of his tongue on her ass set off more quivers, long wet strokes that drew circles over and over. When he stopped suddenly she cried out in protest but he answered with tiny nips on the rounded globes. Then he reached for the throw pillows on the couch and piled them beneath her."For support," he told her. "Close your eyes and feel. Enjoy."
Part Two: Heart of the WolfI have to talk to her. I know the book she used is the one I need. How can I make her understand its importance? And how did she get it, anyway?Lia Popescue hitched the strap on her purse higher on her shoulder, shifted the book she was holding to her other hand, and tried to conceal her nervousness. She hadn't known what to expect when she arrived in Calderwood. She just knew not coming here hadn't been an option. The fact that she might finally have a lead to the family treasure she sought, to the traces of her lineage had kept her in a constant state of excitement during the two-day drive. Talking to Jamie Dalton Volka was her top priority. It was the reason why she was here in the first place, here in this town and this bookstore.Now tThe author sat at a table to one side, in front of a huge display of her book, signing all those books people had purchased."If you will all be patient," the woman standing by the author's table said, "Jamie will b