Kaitlan's Bestie - Sarah & Sam

The White Wolf Prophecy ~ Mating ~ Book 1

As they finished, Sarah deliberately missed the elevator when she felt eyes on her, and turned. Sam was standing, glaring at her from the shadows at the other end of the landing. Glaring daggers, she might add.  Sarah had never been bold to any man before, but she and Sam weren’t total strangers. She slowly walked up to him swinging her hips still dressed in her bathing suit. She looked straight into his eyes, and then backed up a step. Were they - glowing? She shook her head, and looked again. Of course, they weren’t! She was imagining things.   She put her hands on her hips. “And, just WHAT are you staring at, Hunkalicious?” She asked with a wide grin.

Sam’s eyes looked her over from top to bottom. Her nipples were hard pushing through the thin bathing suit, and the apex at her thighs was just barely covered by the low thong bikini she was wearing.   He stopped glaring, and his eyes were replaced by a stunned “Did she just call me Hunkalicious?” look. Sarah looked at him. His hair was the color of sand, while his eyes were gold. Sarah strolled closer to him, and poked him in the chest with her finger resisting the drawing urge to splay her hands all over his tight chest, and beg him to take her right then and there. She was awed by her own behavior. This man had known her all her life. Was there something wrong with this? She was so much younger, but she didn’t care. WTH? Why would she feel like this?  She could drown in his eyes.  She couldn’t stop herself.  She had to goad him. It didn’t help that she remembered that night in his shower, either.  It was a good thing that Kaitlan had not known. “You heard me, buddy!”   Sam was stunned silent while this tiny little creature he had chosen as his mate poked his chest yet again. Without thought, Sam grabbed her hand holding it to his heart where she could feel it beating hard, his chest tight with nothing but muscle. Her heart was beating so hard, she wondered if he could hear it. He grinned, and leaned down to her ear.  “Don’t say things like that if you aren’t prepared for me to take you right here, and now, little girl.” He whispered to her. Sarah’s mouth dropped, and her legs turned to jelly. Other men had wanted her, but she never could allow them to do so.  She had to literally hang on to his arm to keep upright. This Hunkalicious man? Did he just…just…tell her he wanted to hump her? HER? And, was prepared to do it right here and now to her? She was wet just with his words! And, if he had done something about it, she would have let him take her right now! Sam took his finger, traced her lips, and shut her mouth. Again, he leaned down to her ear with a huge wolfy grin. because that’s the only way she could describe it. 

“That was only one time, little girl. The next time that sexy and luscious mouth opens in front of me, my tongue will be down your throat so fast, you won’t know what hit you!” Then, his left eyebrow raised as the left lip curled up into that same, wolfy grin. Sarah had an orgasm right then! Oh, shit! She had an orgasm! She desperately tried to gather her wits about her, feeling the wetness between her legs as she had come. Well, two could play that game, and Sarah wiggled her finger for him to lean down toward her. As he leaned down, she grabbed his head with her hand, kissed his mouth, then warned him, “Not if my tongue gets in yours first, Hunkalicious!”  

Lynne & Richard/Eric

The White Wolf Prophecy ~ Hall of Records ~ Book 2

When Lynne had been poisoned, he had realized that she was his mate.  And, this was why he was on his knees, now.  He was ashamed of it.  She was an innocent person, and his daughter!  How could he even think of her that way? Why would the powers decide that she was his mate?  After everything they had been through, why now?  What kind of a pervert did that make him?  Oh, he knew Cordone had felt the same towards Kaitlan, but this was different. Lynne was HIS daughter! He had fought it since that day, but he knew it was a losing battle within himself.  He could not look at her, because if  he did, his eyes would glow.  He needed to put them in before she saw. He sure had used a hell of a lot of them in recent weeks.  But, this was against everything he had ever believed.  He reached into his coat to retrieve another set.  Damn!  He was out! Lynne knew his thoughts as if they were her own. She  approached him knowing he wouldn’t look at her unless she forced him to do so.   “Eric, please?  Look at me,” she said.  He kept his head down. She was beside him. “Eric!  Look at me!”  This time it was a demand. He still refused.  He couldn’t allow her to see his glowing, red eyes.  He was out of contacts, and he knew if she saw them, now, she’d run from him. Lynne sighed, and kneeled before him as she had done as Princess to her King.  She gently took his face in her hands

bringing it up so he could see her face. He kept his eyes closed, but couldn’t resist her. “Please, Eric?  Look at me?” she begged.   He gave up, and opened his glowing, red eyes expecting to see disgust in hers staring up at him. His mouth dropped when she smiled at him. “Linora?  What the fuck?”  He grabbed her face looking into her matching, red and glowing eyes! “You, my dearest and oldest friend, are my mate.”  She smiled widely at him. “How?  I mean.  It’s not possible. I mean … oh, hell!  I don’t know what I mean!” Eric exclaimed in confusion. Lynne almost laughed at his reaction. He was so adorable when he was all flustered - if it had ever happened at all!   She always lifted his spirits when he was down as did he for her.  She was shaking with the wonder of it all.  Both of them had also fallen into their old habit of calling each other by their original names. The same names they had used while living in his kingdom. While it was nice before, their names, now, took on a more intimate sound.  But they didn’t realize that - at first. “Anita was right about us, Eric. She knew when you brought me into the clinic.  She must have seen your eyes glow, before you had to leave me.” “Both she and Cordone saw, Linora. I don’t have the right!  You are my daughter, for the Creator’s sake!  What does that say about me?  It makes me some sort of cradle snatching pervert!” “Cradle snatching pervert?” Lynne laughed out loud, clutching her stomach. “In case you haven’t noticed, Eric, I haven’t been a child in a very long time!” She gestured to her body. “Cordone mated with a newborn baby.  Is that any different?”   “You bet your fucking life it is!  You are my daughter!  I chose you!  I gave you the title of daughter and Princess!”

“Well, let’s look at facts.  Technically, I bit you first, turned you, so that actually makes you my son!”  She was still laughing gently at him.   He looked at her as if she had taken leave of her senses.   “What are you taking, Linora?  What drug is it?  You have to be taking something pretty damned strong to even suggest that we are mates!” “Then, you explain this!” she demanded pointing to her glowing eyes, then at his. “I … I … I … Oh, fuck! I can’t!”   He stood up, and grabbed both of her arms shaking her while staring down at the glowing eyes that looked into his. Oh, God! Lynne thought! He was glorious! Strong, handsome, and every inch a Viking god. From his neatly cropped strawberry blonde hair to his strong, massive  physique that he kept in perfect form with abs that would make any woman die to touch let alone having them over their own bodies!  His skin was fair, yet still tanned.  A conundrum.  He stood no less than six feet, five inches.  His red eyes were a perfect compliment to his hair - at least to a vampire woman.  In the old days, his hair had been past his shoulders.  She felt wetness begin to flow between her thighs.  Oh, DAMN!  She was in such trouble!  Such incredible, glorious trouble as she felt her womb clinch tightly in anticipation! Richard stared at Lynne, and if he was still breathing, his breath would have stopped at her beauty.  He now saw that her glowing red eyes were heavy with desire for him.  For the first time, he saw no child, nor did he see his daughter standing before him.  She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.  His groin tightened as desire raced through him, and whatever blood he did have, flew south at supersonic speed to harden his member at the sight of this beautiful woman.  His woman. Her hair was coal black, shining and sleek.  Always pulled into a very long ponytail out of her way. Loose, it would probably fall to her waist, and the idea of that hair falling

around him as he lay beneath her just made him harder.  Her face was the white paleness of the Elves. But, combined with the vampire in her, it was also perfect and transparent. She was exceedingly tall as all Elves, yet she was petite against Richard’s stature.  Standing six feet, her body was sleek and long.  Perfectly proportioned, her body moved as if flowing.  Her breasts were smaller by the standards of other women, and her waist slim.  Her hips were also slim, yet rounded, and her legs very long.  She carried herself with royal grace.  What was at the apex of her legs was not really a mystery as he had seen her naked many times when they swam when she was a child. However, he was perfectly willing to find out what that area looked like as a woman.  And, he would.  She was his mate, and he knew it.  Even though he still tried to think of her as his daughter, it was getting more difficult by the second. 

The White Wolf Prophecy ~ Scroll of Time ~ Book 3

As I promised, an exclusive read from the final book in my #trilogy.

"It is said that time is relative. However, it is only relative to where you happen to be at the moment.

Eight, brave souls of sacrifice walked slowly toward the bluff. They had a very bad feeling about it. Most if not all of them would be dead in minutes. They all knew it.

Three hooded figures stood at the bluff watching their approach. The hood was just for theatrics.

Kaitlan looked up at Cordone. He was scared as was she, but this was what their lives had been heading toward.

Finally, they reached the bluff, and stood. Waiting.

“Well, well, well. I see everyone found their way?” Turner sneered. His voice was raspy, because he was fighting changing before he was ready.

Two others came up to them with handcuffs of silver with what looked like Celtic markings on the circlets.

Cordone’s eyes narrowed. Who? Who was the other traitor? He knew Roland and Johnson, but the third?

The figure removed his hood.

“Tim?” Cordone gasped.

Tim was in cahoots with Zanack?

“Yeah. It’s me. Fooled ya, didn’t I!” Tim gloated, and laughed. “Besides, he pays better!”

Zanack’s hand came up, and slapped the back of Tim’s head.

“Hey! What was that for?” Tim asked, rubbing the back of his head. “That really hurt!”

“That’s for being a total idiot.” Zanack said.

Cordone had a ghost of a smile. “Hmmmm. Seems there isn’t joy in demon land.”

Kaitlan laughed out loud. In a split second, Zanack’s foul, putrid, rotted, and decaying teeth were in her face. Kaitlan wanted to throw up at the smell.

“Watch your fucking, little mouth, you bitch!” He grabbed her chin. “Your White Wolf is powerless in this place. I could break you in an instant!”

Kaitlan held her breath. She wasn’t going to back down no matter what he said.

“Ewwwww!” She pinched her nose to make sure he got the message. “Honestly, Zanack! Don’t you EVER brush your teeth? Go to a dentist? You smell like a garbage dump on a 115 degree day!”

The mates heard snickers all around.

Zanack yanked her hair back hard kicking her legs backward causing her to fall on her knees. Cordone tried to retaliate, but stopped immediately.

“Don’t even try it, Cordone. I could snap her neck like a toothpick, but you know better than to interfere with fate!” He waved his hand, and hog-tied all of them in an instant. Then, Zanack turned back to Kaitlan. “You are a fucking bitch, Kaitlan O’Hara. Just like your Father was a fucking bastard. Your Mom, though? I still dream of her naked body under me, and fucking her!”

He lowered his mouth to her ear.

“You should have been my child, Kaitlan, not that bastard of a werewolf!”

Kaitlan was trying to jerk her hair out of his hands, but she couldn’t move as he wrapped his arm tighter around her neck.

“Your precious mate can’t save you. Want to know why I hate Canaan so much? Because your Mother was mine! My mate! MINE! I wanted to plunge my hot and huge cock inside of her. To take her, and implant my seed in her body!”

Kaitlan’s stomach rolled with his words. She felt bile rise in her throat as she listened to the vile depravity flood out of his mouth. But, that didn’t make her weak. On the contrary, her wolf was just about to emerge if he didn’t let go of her, now.

“Your wolf cannot emerge in this place, so you may as well stop trying!” He glanced at the other girls. “I have placed a spell on the eight of you. None of you can do a damn thing right now! No wolves, no Elven powers, nothing. This place is sacred!”

He turned back to Kaitlan to gloat further.

“So, now, shall I tell you how much I desired Tara? How much I wanted to bury my massive dick inside her? To take her over and over and over? How much I wanted to rub her body against my scales as I took her? I wanted to see her blood flow as my scales cut her tits, and the rest of her body! To see the fear in her eyes when she felt my burning, hot seed implant into her? To watch her pain as my seed grew within her womb for five months until our child clawed its way out of her? She was MINE! Not Canaan’s! MINE! He took her. He ravished her, and he put you in her! He ruined her! That’s why I killed her! I killed her personally. And, you should have died, too!”

Kaitlan wouldn’t keep her mouth shut, but Cordone was positive she was doing something else with Zanack at this moment. But, what, he couldn’t figure out at the moment.

Kaitlan’s anger grew by the second as Zanack spoke to her. He was vile. Evil incarnate! If a Nivurian was as evil as Richard had told them, then the Evil One combined with the Nivurian was far worse. Her wolf was at the surface, and she knew she could unleash her when she wanted. Zanack could not stop it, but she decided to let him “think” he had stopped her. They all needed some answers, so she said the first thing that came into her head.

“Yours? You think my Mother would come near your filth? You think too much of yourself, Zanack. It’s no wonder that the other realms destroyed your entire race letting humans and supers replace you, and your whole fucking race!” Kaitlan sneered, and she spat in his face.

She had done it! She had made him really mad. He pulled his arm back, and backhanded her right across the face. Several of his spikes sliced into her cheek. It hurt like hell, but there was no way that Kaitlan was going to give him the satisfaction of letting him see her pain. Instead, she spit out some of the blood that had dripped into her mouth, and turned her face back to face him.

“Oh, my dear Kaitlan. Of course, she would have come to me. As if she would have had a choice. I am far more powerful than you know. She would have not only come to me, but spread her legs whenever I told her to do so! I wanted to take her in front of her whole Clan, and let her mate watch me!”

Kaitlan’s eyes narrowed dangerously. Cordone stared at his bloodied mate’s face. He couldn’t protect her, but he didn’t think she would want him to anyway. The more angry she became, the more the White Wolf would enjoy her vengeance, so he kept quiet. He didn’t have much of a choice. Zanack had spelled the four of them on their knees, and they couldn’t move at all.

“Oh, really?” Kaitlan’s mouth turned up in a menacingly evil grin.” Why, Zanack…if that were so, then why couldn’t you take her away from my Father?”

“How dare you speak to me that way?” Zanack screamed. “I’ll teach you to….”

Kaitlan completely ignored his warning.

“I’ll tell you why you couldn’t take her away from my Father - her mate - you fucking son of a bitch! Because, you are a nothing but a prick! And, yes…pun intended! You are a flawed piece of shit called a Nivurian! A fucking bastard perpetuated by his own, self-aggrandized vision of himself! You have no power whatsoever! You never have! Your shell is not even real! It’s only a glamour receptacle for the piece of shit that you are! Your desire to kill this world will fail, and we will bring you down! Do you think, for one moment, the Creator will let you live to mess up his creations? Seriously? You must think that you are the most fucking, great son of a bitch jackass to have ever been on this planet! You think it’s about YOU? About what YOU want? Well, it ‘ain’t’! You don’t belong here! You don’t belong anywhere! Your damn, fucking whole race was destroyed by the realms, because of the filth that you are! As for the part of your anatomy you are so fond of, well, you can bet that I will burn it off your body slowly, painfully! And, more than that, you will suffer as you have never suffered!”

Zanack was quiet a moment as his eyes dangerously narrowed.

“Bullshit, White Wolf! You have no power. It was all a ruse. It’s a lie. It always was! You so much as come near my dick, and I’ll shove my spiked hand and arm up your cunt, and watch you bleed out!”

“Well, what do you know? I got under your thick putrid scales, and into the skin below! So, what’s the matter, Zanack? You think you’re in charge?” she sneered. “You make the same mistake as all evil does by thinking you’re in charge!” Kaitlan sneered even more. “You think that you are indestructible? Well, I got news for you! You aren’t! A Nivurian who struck a deal with the Evil One is all you are, and then, you are nothing but his vessel! You murdered Roland, and used your glamour to pretend you were him. Don’t you know that evil always loses? Trust me when I tell you that the EO deceived you. What did he promise you? Rule of Earth? Money? Plenty of food? If you think you have escaped from his retribution, you are lying to yourself! You were played by the EO, and I will destroy you, and send him back to the hell-hole he crawled out of!” Kaitlan finished quietly, which made her all the more terrifying to those around her - even her own mate.

Zanack’s fury drove him to pull her hair forward, and slammed her face into the ground. Hard. Then, he backed up. She raised her head, which was covered with dirt along with more blood from the impact. Zanack licked his lips as he started forward. Fresh blood always turned him on! He came to a sudden stop when she continued to speak.

“Is that all you have, Zanack? You think slamming my face into the ground will stop me? It won’t. I am the White Wolf, and I will make sure that you will suffer all the fires from the hell that I will bring down upon your head!”

“Why you fucking, bi….” Zanack grabbed her head, again, and stopped when Tim put his hand on Zanack’s arm.

“Stop acting like a bloody moron, Zanack! We are running out of time! Just open the damned portal, and let’s get on with it!”

Zanack stopped his advance. If he so much as took a drop of blood, now, everything he had worked for would have been for naught.

He stepped back, and jerked his arm out of Tim’s hand.

“Yes. You’re right.”

He slowly removed a dagger of such beauty, it awed everyone there. It was pure gold with many rare gemstones beset into the handle. The Gem on the top of the hilt was red - and the size of a small fist.

Zanack laughed maniacally when he saw their eyes widen.

“Where in the hell did you get that?” Cordone demanded.

“What? This little ole’ thing? Come, come, Cordone. Where I got it from is superfluous, of course. But, just in case you don’t know its purpose is, well, it is a special…,”

“I know what the hell it is! Where the hell did you get it?”

Zanack continued as if Cordone hadn’t spoken, “…ceremonial dagger for blood sacrifices used long ago throughout the ages. Most recently, the Mayans. It is ancient, and as with all things magical, there is always a high price to be paid in using it.” Zanack turned the blade over and over, then raked it back and forth over his hand, his eyes glinting in its glow. He continued to speak as if in a trance. “It let me sacrifice countless humans and supers. Allowed me to easily cut the beating hearts out of their writhing and terrified bodies.”

He stopped, and looked up. “And, unfortunately for you four, bastard males, well, I will thoroughly enjoy slitting your throats! A little bloodletting, as it were. Actually, a lot of blood-letting!”

He waved the dagger in the mens’ faces. Shackling the four werewolves even tighter, he threw their faces down to the ground. The girls wanted to stop him, and tried to move forward, but they couldn’t move, because Zanack used his magic to root them where they stood. Quite literally, their feet were captured by roots from underneath the soil! None of the mates were able to move a muscle, and the girls watched in horror at what he was going to do!

“Oh, and Kaitlan? Don’t even think about asking the Earth to help you. This piece of ground was consecrated to the EO, as you call him, long ago for just this purpose. So, if you do, I guarantee all four will die instantly!”

“Liar! You need us on the other side, so you are not going to kill us.”

His mouth turned up in a sneer.

“What makes you think I mean you girls? You’re an idiot, Kaitlan! Now, if you don’t mind, I have to open the Portal of Time. We have a date with destiny!”

“A date? Methinks thou dost not know what the word means. We know you are going to kill our mates to open the portal, Zanack? Is that the best you can do?” Sarah uttered.

Zanack took a deep breath to keep from strangling both Kaitlan and Sarah, and turned to face the bluff. Turning his hands upward, he sliced both of his palms with the tip of the dagger. A thick, mustard yellow blood poured from his wounds covering the dagger. He placed the blade across both hands in a form of offering, and recited an incantation as his blood dripped onto the ground."

Anita & Dan

From LK Kelley:  

Each of the four women in my #5 Star #books have their own stories, as well as each of their mates.  As the books unfold, you find out more and more about who they are. I had a blast writing all of their stories, and the erotic scenes in the books.  To find out what happens between Anita and Dan, try out my books!  I turn the entire supernatural world upside down, and it is a whole new idea in the Fantasy and Paranormal genre.

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Dan dragged her, fighting, into the main room, opened the glass door, then turned her around to face him. Her hazel eyes were wild and darting everywhere. She was losing all reasoning. But, how could he shake her out of it temporarily? With guys, it was fighting with them, but he couldn’t fight with Anita. Not in this state. She just might kill him. He thought about what might scare a woman the most. Ah! He had it! He extended his claws, and in just a few swipes, ripped her clothes from her body. ALL of her clothes. Anita stopped immediately!!

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” She yelled trying to cover herself, and not doing a good job. She really was as voluptuous as he had thought in surprise, not understanding why he would ever think that in the first place. But, hey! A beautiful naked woman is still a beautiful naked woman, and Anita was that in spades! Dan had never seen her in jeans, and he wondered if she had a tight pair of jeans to cover her luscious ass. He shook his head at the thought, and refocused. Anita was in trouble. Serious trouble, and she didn’t know it. But, he had to calm her down long enough to force her wolf out.

“Anita, you are about to go rogue.”

Anita’s eyes bugged out. Rogue? Her? Was he serious? She was NOT about to go rogue, and her claws extended as she tried to attack him! He grabbed both her hands, and held them in only one of his. He had to think of another way to shock her system.

“You will phase, Anita. I am your Third, and you will do what I say. Now,” he said as he ripped his own clothes off down to nothing.

He wasn’t embarrassed at all with nudity, and the sudden surprise on Anita’s face told him that his choice to strip for her was the right one. She regained some sanity.

“What the HELL are you doing, Dan! Put your damn clothes back on!” She screamed at him.

She desperately wanted to avert her eyes from his hard body, but she couldn’t. He stood there in all his glory. And everything was “hanging out”! This six-foot three, of solid muscle was gorgeous. His entire body belied the strength he held, while his hard body was perfectly formed with tanned skin. She continued to look, and he didn’t flinch, once! He had nothing to be embarrassed about, and he definitely wasn’t turned on by her. That was very clear. His hair was a rich, dark chocolate brown cut in a classic design. His abs very well defined, and his hips, lean. His body not an inch of fat, and built for protection. His left shoulder and top of his chest sported a black tattoo in an intricate, Norse design which also extended to his upper left arm.

She had seen him naked before - yeah, when they were fifteen, and they loved skinny dipping together, much to their parents’ displeasure. But, he was a gangly teenager then. Now, his body exuded pure strength. His very presence was designed for fighting. No wonder Cordone chose him as his bodyguard! Then, the part she had been trying to ignore she just couldn’t. His testicles were twice the normal size of a were, and his penis was bigger even relaxed! That did surprise her. OMG! She would never get that out of her mind! Ever. How the hell would she EVER get the vision out of her head of her best friend in the world as a god standing naked in front of her? But, there, her musing stopped. She started to shake again, and began to lose focus.

He was Hunkalicious (using Sarah’s term for her mate, Sam)! Not that she had designs on Sam, of course, but quite frankly, Dan had it over Sam in spades! If he ever mated, she was going to be one hell of a lucky woman!

Dan growled loudly as he grabbed her shoulders.

“You WILL do what I say Anita Moore!! I am Third in the O’Hara Clan, and you WILL obey me, now! Do you understand? You WILL PHASE NOW!”

She gulped and nodded. She had never seen calm and cool Dan pull rank on anyone. Her Third had spoken.

What if she had forgotten how to phase? She watched Dan open the glass door for her.

“I will follow you till you run out, Anita. I promise. You will not be alone. We’ve been best friends forever. I will never let anything happen to you.”

And, Dan phased.

Anita’s mouth dropped. It had been a long time since she had seen him in his wolf form, and he was beautiful! His fur was chocolate brown just like his hair, and matched his chocolate brown eyes. He was a large wolf. He swished his tail at her in warning.

She closed her eyes trying to remember how to phase. Good thing her wolf remembered, and she let her take over. Anita phased into a coal black wolf with those same hazel eyes dotted with navy. Dan looked at her in amazement. He had forgotten her beauty in wolf form.

She swished her tail, stomped her paws, then shot out the door with Dan right behind her.

Anita ran for so long, she lost count of the hours that flew by. It felt GOOD! She knew Dan was behind her giving her free reign, but she was still upset and pent up. She needed more than a run. She needed a fight! Now. With anyone. Dan would do.

She came to a dead stop whirling on Dan, growling. As if Dan knew what she was feeling, one side of his mouth drew up in a snarl. Anita was in worse shape than he had thought. She needed to fight. Good thing most werewolves could heal fast on their own. They used to fight as pups, but this would be entirely different.

“OK. You need a fight, let’s do it!” He thought.

Actually, he needed one himself. He wasn’t used to fighting a woman, and he was really, really angry with her, but he had no idea why. It had been a while for him, and he was absolutely willing.

She looked at him, turning her lip up, and started circling. Dan copied her movements watching; waiting.

They circled each other for several minutes, then Dan charged Anita. He knew she wouldn’t initiate the attack. She was never good at that when they were in school. But, today, he was going to teach her how to really fight.

He jumped at her, and she jumped back sitting on her haunches. He growled at her, and nipped her left ear. That made Anita furious, and she met him with her paws slamming into his side. Dan jumped back up, and ran into her side with his head knocking Anita off balance. She fell on her side. She pushed back up, and charged Dan, yet again, barreling into his shoulder. It did nothing to Dan, but she bounced off of him onto her butt.

They fought. Dan was careful not to hurt her too badly. Dan taught her many things she didn’t know, and she copied a lot of his moves as she learned.

Dan grinned. She was a great student! This just might work. At least he hoped so. He didn’t want to lose her. He wouldn’t lose her!

Fighting for another hour, or longer, their nipping had created small amounts of blood covering both of them.

Finally, Anita started to wear down, and she finally dropped in exhaustion. Dan ceased, too, but he stood tall over her. He had been counting on her losing her stamina. He wasn’t even breathing hard.

That had felt so good! It was so good to FEEL something, again. She glanced up at Dan who looked at her with a wolfy grin. She stood up, stuck her tongue out at him, and turned to prance to a group of trees that looked a good spot to sleep. He grinned, and followed. The danger was over, thank the Creator!

Lightening and thunder suddenly raced across the sky, and Dan leaped to follow her to the trees. They would afford them some cover. Never good to hide under them in lightening, but they had no other choice.

Then, just behind the trees, Anita noticed a small outcropping, and headed for it.

Dan followed her prancing, sexy, swinging, little butt to the outcrop just as the torrent of rain broke loose. Both wolves stood in the heavy rain, letting it rinse off the blood on their fur, then took refuge under a rock to dry out. The lightening and thunder continued throughout the night, and was very loud.

Here, though, it was very comfortable and dry, and they both lay down to sleep. Anita passed out quickly, but Dan heard her moaning in her sleep. He laid down touching her back. He knew it was a bad idea, because they would be naked when they awoke, but she needed help. She needed him. He was the only one there, he reasoned with himself.

So, he parked his furry body next to her furry back, and Anita curled her back into him. He was suddenly very happy, and put his paw on her back stroking it. She stopped making the moans, and started to purr. He laid there listening to that purr, the thunder, and the rain falling asleep to the sounds.

Anita didn’t hear anything. It was quiet except for the heavy rain still falling outside. She didn’t want to wake up. She was so comfortable. Yep. The rain sounded like a pouring waterfall as it ran off the ledge covering them. She stretched having had the best sleep and rest she could remember in almost three decades. As she stretched, her bottom hit something really hard. She froze, and looked down. She was naked, and remembered that Dan had torn her clothing off. Red crept up to her heated face, as she realized his hand was cupping one of her breasts. Or, at least trying to cup her large size. She remembered he had looked at her up and down - at everything, before he stripped in front of her as well. She remembered seeing his cock hanging down, and had whipped her head away in embarrassment. No male had ever seen her naked let alone had ever been allowed to touch her. She had seen her fair share of naked bodies, of course, being a Doctor, but not like this!

She shut her eyes remembering it had been only a matter of minutes before she would have gone rogue giving her chills. She knew why Dan had shocked her into changing into her wolf. Her best friend had saved her sanity and her life. She knew he was the one to deal with rogues, but she had never seen it first hand. He was amazing! Definitely not that young, scrawny boy she used to go skinny dipping with all the time. They had never worried about it, because they were not mates. It was a bit unusual, so they made sure that very few knew they did it. Their parents weren’t too happy about it, but that never stopped them. They would sneak out in the middle of the night, and went swimming under the moon. Their bodies were rather scrawny, but her breasts had already developed. They just never thought of naked as naked, so it never bothered them.

Anita wondered what time it was, and realized it was maybe noon the next day, and her need came to the forefront. She had been asleep for at least twelve hours, if not more. She was never embarrassed by it in her capacity as a Doctor, but she felt totally embarrassed as she realized what the hardness against her back was.

His hand was still holding her breast when she heard a chuckle behind her making his cock move against her butt. OH! He would never let her live this down!

Dan cleared his throat as he laughed out loud knowing she felt him against her smooth bottom.

“Uh, Anita. I think I really need to run to the left for a minute.” He laughed even harder at her embarrassment.

Anita’s face reddened deeper, but she nodded. He stood up, and she heard him stretch.

“Me, too. Um, I’ll go right.” She said. “Uh…you go first?”

She heard him leave the outcropping, then jumped up and ran to the right looking for something. The rain was still pouring. She spotted a bush about thirty feet from the outcropping, and ducked under it.

By the time she got back, she was dripping wet, but she felt great. Dan wasn’t yet back, so she scooted under the outcropping, sitting, and pulling her arms around her legs trying to hide as much as possible. She knew her wolf was sleeping within her. What would she say to Dan when he returned? What must he think about her after what had happened? He must think she was really stupid not letting her wolf out for twenty-seven years, and she wouldn’t really blame him if he did. It had been a stupid thing to do!

A noise came from the left, and she kept her head turned away from him as he sat down beside her.

He turned to her, and grinned.

“OK, Anita. You can look, now! Geez! It’s not like we haven’t seen each other naked!” He joked.

She turned her head, and glared at him. He, too, had drawn up his legs holding them to hide “things”. Not for him, but for her. He had no qualms about his body, and he didn’t mind her seeing it in anyway. But, she had not seen him in the buff since they were fifteen, so he deferred to her shyness. Never thought he’d see her embarrassed to see him!

“Feeling better?”

At her nod, he told her, “I thought the fight might be the best way to satisfy your wolf, and your mind after the run. Your wolf won’t emerge again for a few more hours.”

She turned to look at him, still lightly blushing. He thought she’d never been so beautiful.

“Yeah. I know. Dan, thank you for saving my life. I think I would have totally lost it if you hadn’t brought me here.”

He nodded. “With guys, I could have just taken them to the gym for several hours of fighting, but not you. I’m really glad I found you in time. I know how you’re feeling. I’m sorry I stripped your clothes from you, but you needed a wake-up call fast, and I couldn’t think of anything else. I’ve only dealt with men about to go rogue. You’re the first woman.”

She blushed again. “Well, it worked!”

“Actually it didn’t. You were still in shock. So, I stripped for you. That’s what really worked!”

He shot her a huge, devilish grin.

Oh, Anita! That wolfy grin will definitely be your undoing!

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Exclusive Extended Scene with Zanack

Many people, in fact most, are always fascinated by a #villain.  Even #actors when they are asked if they prefer to play the "good guy" or the "bad guy", always seem to scramble to be the "bad guy".  There is something fascinating about them!  Perhaps the idea of acting as the "bad guy" gives us some sort of satisfaction to be able to pretend to be the villain while the conscience knows that they can be bad - at their worst - and know they will suffer no consequences, because they are not, inherently bad.

There are many kind of villains, though. 

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1. There is the villain who is evil as the day is long.  He or she has no conscience and no redeeming qualities.  Nothing can save them, and they will commit the most horrible atrocities, 
2. There are the ones you love to hate, who have been good, but turned bad because of something bad that occurred.
3. Others are villains, but they show signs of wanting to be good, but just can't seem to manage it. 

And, let's not forget. The very best villains always are the best looking!

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~ Hall of Records ~

So, in which category should my villain be? That was my biggest question.

I was torn between villain's 2 & 3. But, then, I thought, what would happen if I make my villain as evil as they come?  I still had problems deciding.  When I decided, some people volunteered to read books 1 & 2.  Everyone seemed to love what I had done, however, one told me that she thought it was really over the top in book 1.  I toned him down a bit, but by the time I got to book 2, well, I wasn't happy with him. Luckily, even though I had written all three books within 3 months in     2013, I had plenty of time to change my mind about everything with Zanack if I     wished.

When, I did, I decided on...well, perhaps I'll let you make that decision. I'll say this. Do not be fooled by his face! If you want to read everything he does, you will have to buy the books to find out, because in book 3, well, let's just say he's worse, shall we? 

And, now, the #EXCLUSIVE #extended #scene from #book 2

~ The Hall of Records ~

Don't be fooled by this face!

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The figure started to speak, thought better of it, and said nothing.

“At least you learn quickly. You will not betray me. If I do not hear that Sarah Knight is dead within five hours after it is administered, there is not one place on this planet you can escape me!”

He extended his claws, and swiped the figure across the chest. Blood spurted from the chest onto Zanack who swiped his finger in the blood, and licked it off his finger.

“I-I-I’ll make sure of it, Za ... uh, sir.”

“You had better! Count to 10 before you leave. I’m watching you!”

Zanack fled into the night. No one knew his face. No one had ever seen it. He always met his contacts only at night, and only in the dark.

Painfully, the figure tried to wipe the blood off the clothing with the back of a glove, finally giving up, and held the coat closed walking painfully out of the alley into the dim light of the porn sign hanging above the business it proudly displayed. Zanack was a demon. He wasn’t were, vampire, or anything else. But, what was he? Evil incarnate. The figure was doomed. Death would surely come whatever happened to Sarah Knight. But, the money was too much to pass up. In order to stay alive, Sarah Knight would die.

Zanack stood watching as the figure slithered away. He hated dealing with amateurs, but he needed someone who could get close to Sarah Knight. That evil, filthy, human bitch dared to become pregnant on his watch? It was bad enough that Kaitlan had not one, but two! And, now, a second bitch was pregnant? This should not be happening! Why? He ignored it for the moment. That fucking bitch was going to die, and so would that “thing” she had spawned in her womb! He would not allow it! He wanted to reach up inside her, with his own hands, to rip the thing out of her body, and eat it right in front of her as he watched her bleed out! That sounded so good to him, it was almost tempting to kill her himself! But, that would compromise his cover. He was having a hard enough time, now, maintaining his human and werewolf appearance!

Zanack worked himself up into a fury, and stomped off to find his midnight snack. He glanced around with wild eyes, fangs out, and hatred in his dead heart. Long ago, he had made sure that none of his prey had family. No one would miss them, and the best place had been in the red light districts. But, as of now, he was willing to break that rule.

His anger was so great, he desperately needed to tear out a woman’s womb, eat it, drink her blood, and then eat her flesh! His mouth watered deliciously at the thought of her pain as he ate her alive! Glancing at his watch, it was time for her to walk home. Ahh! 

“There’s the whore now,” he thought.

A waitress from the local diner. No one would miss her! And no one would dare lift a hand to help her anyway, knowing the consequences. They would glance away as if they saw nothing. Everyone in this neighborhood was terrified of him, and well they should be. Then, he had another thought. He knew his accomplice might chicken out, so he decided to strap his dinner down to the table. And, then, he would bring that figure down to watch as he fed on his dinner. Yes. The person would not dare to disobey him if forced to watch what he would do if betrayed! And, so what? Death was coming anyway. He just didn’t know, yet, how he wanted to kill his accomplice.

Zanack streaked to his dinner, threw her over his shoulder, and fled to the basement where he left his scraps of human remains for the rats. After all, they needed to eat, too.

He was such a generous man!

To discover what Zanack does to her, you will need to purchase the book! 

The White Wolf Prophecy ~ Mating ~ An Extended Erotic Scene

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Book 1 - Amazon: The White Wolf Prophecy ~ Mating ~  is a full 5-Stars on Amazon and Barnes and Noble, and is the first book in a Trilogy. Both book 1 & 2 are out.

Book 2 - Amazon: The White Wolf Prophecy ~ Hall of Records ~  is also a full 5-Stars on Amazon and Barnes and Noble as well. 

I was tired of the old stereotypes of werewolves, vampires, and elves, and decided to take them, and give them a whole new twist! And, you won't know who the villain really is until the last book, and the EXPLOSIVE ending!

The Trilogy is a virtual "whodunnit" with twists and turns that has comedy, tragedy, mystery, and surprise along with a shock as a surprise being shows up among other surprises.  It will keep you asking who, what, where, when, why, and how. The final book, due to release on or around February 14 & connects all books together.  

A Brief Synopsis:

There are 4 races on Earth - Werewolf, Human, Vampire, and Elf.  An ancient curse gone wrong has caused the villain, Zanack, to try and destroy the supernatural world, but most especially the Werewolves. But, he goofed up, and now, has to recast the curse.  No one knows who he is, where he came from, or why he is trying to kill the supernatural world. 

Kaitlan, a werewolf; Sarah, a human; Anita, a werewolf Clan & Supernatural world's Doctor; Lynne, a vampire.  The 4 must find their mates, and together, they race to stop Zanack before he casts the curse, again.

Each girl has not only their own love story in the books, but each one has fully completed backgrounds as well as their own, erotic scenes in the plot.  I have already posted a portion of Kaitlan and Cordone's scene, and is in this #blog, and you can find to the left.  Just click on it, and read that one if you wish. 

The scene you are about to read is an extended #erotic #scene between Sarah and her mate, Sam.  I have opted to give a brief meeting between Sarah and Sam, first, followed by the extended, erotic scene.   There is more written between the stars!!  

I hope that you enjoy this, then give my books a read!  At this time, they are in #paperback, but sometime in the near future, I hope to have the first book appear on an e-book format.  

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          Sarah deliberately missed the elevator when she felt eyes on her, and turned. Sam was standing, glaring at her from the shadows at the other end of the landing. Glaring daggers, she might add.

Sarah had never been bold to any man before, but she and Sam weren’t total strangers. She slowly walked up to him swinging her hips still dressed in her bathing suit. She looked straight into his eyes, and then backed up a step.

Were they - glowing? She shook her head, and looked again. Of course, they weren’t! She was imagining things.

She put her hands on her hips.

“And, just WHAT are you staring at, Hunkalicious?” She asked with a wide grin.

Sam’s eyes looked her over from top to bottom. Her nipples were hard pushing through the thin bathing suit, and the apex at her thighs was just barely covered by the low thong bikini she was wearing.

He stopped glaring, and his eyes were replaced by a stunned “Did she just call me Hunkalicious?” look.

Sarah looked at him. His hair was the color of sand, while his eyes were gold. Sarah strolled closer to him, and poked him in the chest with her finger resisting the drawing urge to splay her hands all over his tight chest, and beg him to take her right then and there. She was awed by her own behavior. This man had known her all her life. Was there something wrong with this? She was so much younger, but she didn’t care. WTH? Why would she feel like this? She could drown in his eyes. She couldn’t stop herself. She had to goad him. It didn’t help that she remembered that night in his shower, either. It was a good thing that Kaitlan had not known.

“You heard me, buddy!”

Sam was stunned silent while this tiny little creature he had chosen as his mate poked his chest yet again.

Without thought, Sam grabbed her hand holding it to his heart where she could feel it beating hard, his chest tight with nothing but muscle. Her heart was beating so hard, she wondered if he could hear it. He grinned, and leaned down to her ear.

“Don’t say things like that if you aren’t prepared for me to take you right here, and now, little girl.” He whispered to her.

Sarah’s mouth dropped, and her legs turned to jelly. Other men had wanted her, but she never could allow them to do so. She had to literally hang on to his arm to keep upright. This Hunkalicious man? Did he just…just…tell her he wanted to hump her? HER? And, was prepared to do it right here and now to her? She was wet just with his words! And, if he had done something about it, she would have let him take her right now! Sam took his finger, traced her lips, and shut her mouth. Again, he leaned down to her ear with a huge wolfy grin. because that’s the only way she could describe it.

“That was only one time, little girl. The next time that sexy and luscious mouth opens in front of me, my tongue will be down your throat so fast, you won’t know what hit you!”

Then, his left eyebrow raised as the left lip curled up into that same, wolfy grin. Sarah had an orgasm right then! Oh, shit! She had an orgasm! She desperately tried to gather her wits about her, feeling the wetness between her legs as she had come. Well, two could play that game, and Sarah wiggled her finger for him to lean down toward her.

As he leaned down, she grabbed his head with her hand, kissed his mouth, then warned him, “Not if my tongue gets in yours first, Hunkalicious!”

She thrilled watching his own mouth drop open, her right finger traced his open mouth, then stuck her finger inside, petting his tongue. She looked down at his pants, and saw she had succeeded in what she was wanting. He was hard! Oh, man! How she wanted it in her!

And, while Sam stood there frozen with surprise, Sarah turned, and walked away from him to the elevator. More than that, he saw her ass wiggle from side to side while he watched. His eyes narrowed with desire. Before she entered the elevator, she turned, and gave him a sexy grin. Then, wickedly sucked the finger she’d stuck in his mouth. A wink followed with the promise of so much more than he ever could have realized. His eyes began to glow again, and he saw her eyes look puzzled again. Then he grinned another wolfy grin as his eyes told her, “Little girl, you have no idea what you have unleashed.”

In the elevator, Sarah collapsed against the wall. Did what happen actually happen? She was breathless with desire, and need for this man. He had given her an orgasm with only two sentences? OH, yes! He DEFINITELY was all man! Her man! Her man? What was that all about? Her teasing had gotten out of hand, and her face reddened remembering her actions and words!

“Oh, shit! I am in terrible, terrible trouble!” she moaned under her breath. “I’m in way over my head!” She stood back up as the doors opened, gathering her wits as she had always done, and her mouth curved into a wild, and sexy grin.

“OK, Mr. Sam. I’ll jump into trouble with my entire body, since I’m already in over my head! Hunkalicious, you have no idea what you are getting yourself into, but you WILL know it by the time I'm through with you! And, believe me, you will be so far in over YOUR head, you won’t be able to stop it!!” 

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Silently, she left the bedroom on the main floor. Just as she reached the pool, she heard a light whooshing sound, and looking up, saw a figure falling from the fourth platform landing on the floor right in front of her without a sound. She stepped back in alarm! She was seeing things! She had to be! Without noticing she was about to fall, she backed up to the pool behind her, tripped, and fell into it, mouth open, and barely a squeal.

Sam whirled around just in time to see Sarah fall backward into the pool! He shut his eyes, and berated himself. He shouldn’t have jumped. Cordone was going to kill him for this. There was no way that they could keep it from Sarah, now.

OK. He had to rectify this. He heard Sarah sputtering. He saw her head bob up and down twice, and he went into action. She was drowning! Without a thought except his mate was in danger, he pulled off his pants, and dove, buck naked, into the pool. Sarah was struggling to get to thesurface, but she sunk the final time. He grabbed her around the waist, and swam with her under the waterfall to the pool room. They surfaced, and he held her as she coughed and choked on the water. When she caught her breath, he found her shocked and terrified face staring at him. Still holding her with one arm, Sam shut his eyes so she couldn’t see their glow, and ran his hand through his wet hair.

She could have drowned, and it would have been all his fault! He started to shake with reaction to the fear he was feeling, when he felt a gentle hand stroking his face. Kaitlan had been right. This tiny pixie of a girl who was his mate, and with whom he was deeply in love, sought to comfort him even in the face of her terror. He was so ashamed of himself.

He opened his eyes making sure she did not see them. They were glowing with fear, shame, and love. He could not let her see him this way.

He easily bounded out of the water in one jump pulling her with him, and laid her on one of the long chairs holding her head while she coughed up the water she had swallowed. He sat down beside her after she had stopped, and buried his head in his hands breathing hard with the fear he still bore thinking she could have died, and it would have been because of his stupidity. There was no going back, now, and she deserved to know the truth.

“Sam?” She finally asked. He didn’t raise his eyes. He couldn’t. Not with them glowing. He had to reign it in, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to do it. Not this time. Luckily no one had heard her while Cordone and Kaitlan were howling their happiness. Cordone was going to kill him. And, Kaitlan? Oh, man! He was going to be killed twice over! What had he done?

“Sam, look at me!” Sarah ordered, still coughing a bit.He had no choice. His mate had ordered him to look at her. He could not deny her order.

He turned his head toward her, but did not look into her eyes. She would draw back in horror if she saw them. He couldn’t bear it! This, with everything she had gone through, would send her over the edge!

“I’m not going to ask how you jumped from four floors, and not get hurt. I’m not going to ask that. You startled me, that’s all. I fell in because I’m clumsy, sometimes. You scared me.”

She placed her gentle fingers under his chin, and pulled his face up to hers.

“I don’t know what you are, but I do know that you saved my life, Hunkalicious,” she teased tenderly. “Please, Sam. Look at me. Don’t be ashamed to show me what, or who, you are.”

He caved, and opened his eyes. Her eyes widened at the golden glow that came from them. She drew back just a bit in surprise. He pushed her hand away trying to turn his head. Sarah wouldn’t have that, and she forced his eyes back to hers. He was helpless. She was his. She was his mate. She was the love of his life. And, she was comforting him!

Sarah studied the man. He was glorious. Huge muscles, six-pack abs, and sandy hair. He looked the very epitome of a god. His golden eyes were very unusual, but they fit him, and she wanted to drown in them forever. His skin tight with a golden tan, that resembled the sun. His arms were huge and very strong. The muscles standing out easily. He could break her with a flick of his finger. Yet, his hands were gentle.

She looked deeply into his golden, glowing eyes with her blue ones, and something happened to her in that instant. He was hers. She didn’t understand it, and she didn’t want to understand. It was as if her entire life had been nothing until this moment. Their last meeting took place in his shower when she was only seventeen. But, she had never been afraid of him. Ever. Every horror disappeared from her. Hunkalicious was hers - forever. And, for the first time in her entire life, she was home, and truly felt safe. After everything she had been through, she was safe, and he loved her.

Sam saw the dawning in her eyes. The dawning that she was his. Without a word, they looked at each other, and he reached around to her head drawing her lips to his in a kiss so gentle, tears came from Sarah’s eyes. She opened her mouth inviting that wonderful tongue he told her he’d stick down her throat. In answer, his tongue slipped into her mouth as he tasted her fragrance. Oh, what was he going to do? He loved this woman with ever fiber of his being. How could a human want a werewolf? Canaan had done so, but it was finally discovered Tara was part of the supernatural world in her genes. But, Sarah was human. All human.

He was totally helpless. His tongue and mouth pushed harder against hers, and she wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled her into his lap. He couldn’t stop. He didn’t want to stop. He wanted to bury himself in her body, claim her as his for all the world to see, and then spill his seed inside of her. She kissed him, kiss for kiss, tongue for tongue, and lips for lips. Suddenly, he loosed his inner wolf into his eyes as he pulled back from her. Sarah gasped at the eyes, and then she pulled his lips onto hers harder, and more desperate than before. She wanted him like she needed to breathe! He kissed her lips, her eyes, her mouth again. Then, his lips trailed down her neck to kiss the tops of her breasts.

Sarah moaned. OMG! She wanted him. Now. She didn’t want to wait, and she would not. No. This man was hers, and she was going to mark her territory, now. Not later. She felt an animal instinct she never knew she had invade her being.

He cupped one of her breasts, and squeezed it gently. She gasped in pleasure as his hand began to stroke it. Just like he had done in his shower ten years before. Then, he stopped and pulled back. His glowing eyes told her that he was losing it, and he would take her. With that look, she realized that she was sitting on something very hard in his lap. Her bare bottom was on it, and it was - OMG! It was his cock! He was naked, she never wore panties to bed, she was in his lap, and her ass was sitting on his hard-on! Her eyes widened as she moved her bottom against it. He jerked realizing he had saved her naked, and she was rubbing his cock with her luscious ass! He actually blushed a bit. Then, he noticed Sarah’s clothing - or lack thereof.

Then, Sarah decided there should be no embarrassment with them. She never slept with panties on at all, and what covered her body, well, Sam didn’t really need to use his imagination. It was soaked through, and being snow white, it bared everything she had to his eyes.

“I don’t sleep with panties on, Sam. I haven’t since I was seventeen.”

He jerked her to him when she said this. Sarah stood up, straddled him, and lifted up until she felt his tip at her flooded entrance.

Sam was a little shy, she realized, but she wasn’t. This man, or whatever he was, well, she intended to take right there; right now.

Sam had been a bit reluctant after everything Kaitlan had told her, but that ended when his little vixen sitting on his hardness with her bare bottom stood up, straddled his legs, and sat back down on him about to take him inside of her. His eyes closed in desire.

No! He couldn’t do this. Not without her knowing what he was. He stood up, and plopped her down on the chair stunning her!

Sarah looked at him hurt. He couldn’t stand it. He turned to let her see his glorious nakedness, and his manhood standing hard against his belly. He wanted her to be in no doubt he wanted her. They had to talk first. He never knew he had so much strength.

Her description of him as some type of god was truly appropriate! Oh, GOD! She wanted him!  

* * * * *

Pushing his hands through his hair he sat down on the chair beside hers. His testicles were horribly full, in terrible pain, and he was about to burst open if he didn’t get release soon. Preferably into Sarah’s body.

He jerked when he felt Sarah’s warm hand wrap around his hard-on. His eyes opened widely as he looked down at her hand holding him. His eyes shot back to hers.

“Sam, I’ve known for years something was different about Kaitlan’s family. I suspected something supernatural, but didn’t know what. And, I never pried. I waited. I knew someone would tell me when it was needed. Do you think, for one second, that I give a rat’s ass what you are? What any of you are? I don’t think Kaitlan knew until recently, did she?”

“No. She didn’t.” He told her.

“I don’t give a shit that you turn into a wolf, or that you become human again. Do you think I would really care about any of it?”

She raised her voice slightly, then lowered it so no one would hear them in the quiet of the house. The waterfall hid them, and their words from others. They were totally alone.

Her hand stroked his shaft gently as she spoke to him feeling. He hardened even more. He hadn’t even noticed that she had removed her clothing while he had been talking, and was naked. She grabbed his shoulder with one hand while gently stroking his erection with her other, Sam trying to stop her. He was filled with such guilt he couldn’t believe she would want him after all that let alone after what Kaitlan had told him. She grabbed the hand that was trying to stop her, and placed it upon one of her bare breasts. His hand began to move of its own accord as he looked her beautiful body over.

“Listen to me, Hunkalicious! You are mine! Do you even understand that? I don’t know what has brought us together, nor do I really care. It’s there. I feel it between us; you feel it. Since that night in the shower, no other man was allowed to touch me. I’ve waited for years for the right man to come along, and he did - ten years ago. I’ve just been waiting for you to realize it. I’m no virgin, Sam,” she whispered as she dropped her head in shame. He knew she was thinking back.

He caressed her face with his glowing eyes that were filled with tenderness. She looked into his eyes, and realized he knew about her! She turned her eyes away from him, again. Her shame had never left her, and he knew it. She wanted him! So much right now it was almost killing her with the need. How could he want her? Her stomach was throbbing, and her soft, silky folds were wet with wanting.

“You will never, Sarah…I repeat NEVER look away from me again that way. None of that matters to me. You are mine, and if you agree to it, will you become my mate? Again, I warn you. It’s a lifetime with me, and that could be incredibly long. I’ve lived three thousand years waiting for my mate.” He stroked her hair, and continued. “I waited three thousand years for YOU! Werewolves are like real wolves - we mate for life, but it’s instantly. There are no waiting periods, or courtships. Once done, the mating must be immediate. But, you need to know, once mated, you will take on my longevity. You also need to know that I do not know if we can ever have children. Humans and weres are not compatible. It’s another miracle that Cordone and before you commit to anything. There is a ritual called the Blood Bond. We claim one another, ask if the other will accept us as mate, and then, we bite each other’s neck, take a small amount of blood from each other, and finally, consummating our mating. What is left, one time, are the scars showing all that we are mated.”  

Sarah smiled at him with a wicked look. His eyes glowed more than ever before.

“Well, don’t know about the biting. I guess we’ll figure that out since I have no fangs. The eyes could take a bit of getting used to, but I bet they make a great nightlight!” Sarah stood up, and straddled him. She dropped her heavily, swollen entrance, flooded with her wetness down over his hard tip partly taking his shaft inside of her. She held it there.

Sam throbbed as he felt her tightness around him. Wait! Did she just agree to mating with him?

“I don’t know what all will happen with us, Sam. But, I can promise you this. I don’t care about any of it. To be with you, forever, is the most wonderful thing I can imagine! If we can never have a child, I can live with that.” She sat down allowing him to penetrate her a little more.

He groaned as he felt her pushing over him taking him deeper.

“I can’t take much more of this, Sarah! I’m in a hell of a lot of pain!” He growled. He grabbed her breasts with both hands.

He licked his lips in anticipation, and she shuddered with desire, as his mouth licked her hardened tips. With another wicked grin, she took more of him inside of her.

“Does it have to be bite then consummate, or can we do both at the same time, Hunkalicious?”

He lost his breath right then as she took his entire shaft into her. He felt it throb inside of her at the same time she felt it. She was so damn wet! His lap was covered in her creamy wetness, and it was still flowing from her as if it were rapids. God! She felt good hugging his cock! She wiggled that gorgeous ass of hers. He grabbed her hips as he began to move in her. She arched her back jutting her breasts at him. He grabbed a nipple in his mouth, and suckled hard listening to her - growl?

Sarah growled as he began to move inside of her. She wanted him to fill her body full of his own brand of cream! Sink it deep into her!

Sam moved slowly, and looking into her eyes sent him over the edge. It was time. He stopped moving in her.

“I claim you as my mate, Sarah Collins. I think we can mate, and consummate at the same time. It’s always been done bite first, consummation after, as our ancestors did. Seriously, we should go about this the other way around, Sarah, with you taking my blood, and then I yours. But I have a feeling we need to do it the opposite way. Why I don’t know.”

He gasped as he felt her tighten around him sending him into waves of desire, and lust for this woman only.

“But, there is nothing in our laws that says it has to be done that way. So, Sarah, will you accept me as your mate?”

“OK, big boy. And, I mean BIG boy!” She giggled tightening around him more than ever. He grew bigger inside her, if that was even possible? This time, he loved that giggle!

“I accept you as my mate, Sam Knight! Now, tonight. I won’t wait a Second longer.”  

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