Page 11 of Love in the Forest
With his gaze glued to her breasts, he struggled to get his leathers off. At least he wasn’t wearing shoes.
She unbuttoned her jeans and took off a red lace thong along with her pants in a movement that made her breasts move and swell and led his gaze straight to her landing patch.
His mouth watered even more.
This was getting ridiculous.
He stood up, completely naked and fully aroused, tilted his head back and shifted just enough to let out a plaintive howl.
His eyes were closed. He was trying like hell to calm down.
The next thing he felt, however, was Abby’s body pressed to his. Her arms encircled him as she switched to telepathy.Everything will be okay. It will. We have to do this.
His cock, still stiff, was now pressed against her abdomen. Her hips moved slightly side to side and stroked him. Was she aware of what she doing? Did he care if it was intentional when it shouldn’t have been?
He wanted her mouth on him the way it had been that night. She’d enjoyed sucking him over and over. She’d enjoyed sucking on just about every part of his body. She’d enjoyed him.
He realized he’d never had a woman do the things to him she’d done. He’d felt taken in by everything that she was, her body, her soul, even her vampire nature.
He’d let her feed from him, and he wanted that now, to know his life force was living inside her.
How was he ever going to maintain his self-control with so much woman undulating her hips against his rigid cock.
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Abby had never felt less like a vampire and more like just a woman than at any other point in heralteredlife. It was a sensation she’d never thought to experience again.
Just a woman.
In love with a man.
She gasped softly.
“What?” He asked. He sounded hoarse. Maybe it had been the howling.
“Nothing.”
But it wasn’t nothing and stupid tears once more sprang to her eyes. She understood the awful truth then. She was in love with Braden, fall-down, heart-stopping, maddening-as-hell in love with a wolf.
Oh. God.
She held him tighter still.
In part, the bond had done this to her. But the rest of it was on her. She’d Googled him after their time at the White Flame Club and there were occasions when she’d secretly followed him on his Border Patrol rounds. She loved how he treated everyone including the prostitutes on the Savage Strip. He was kind and respectful.
He also had no compunction to punch the lights out of any asshole known to abuse others.
He’d taken over his pack in a violent dominance fight, ousting an alpha who terrorized and raped the youngest female wolves.
“What’s wrong?” He asked.
Her face was pressed so hard against his chest, she couldn’t speak so she once more switched to telepathy.Nothing.
Doesn’t feel like nothing.
He rubbed her back in slow, tender strokes, just what she would have expected from him.
She leaned back suddenly and met his gaze, savoring how tall he was. “Braden, you are such a wonderful man, why on earth don’t you have a mate yet? If you did, we wouldn’t be in this fix.”
