(Remember this is just a rough draft. But I thought I’d post a snippet from a part I really enjoy).
“Just because I don’t date, doesn’t mean I’m desperate.”
Didn’t date, as in couldn’t because despite her protests, the mating bond between them affected her? Excellent. It soothed his ruffled beast somewhat to know their female remained untouched. A smile tilted his lips. She might not know it, or accept it yet, but she belonged to him.
“Why are you grinning?”
“Because despite all your protests, you’re just fooling yourself. You haven’t dated anyone because you can’t. Your body knows it belongs to me.”
“Does not.”
“Oh, it does, baby. Every creamy, luscious inch.”
“Don’t talk to me like that,” she squeaked.
“Like what, baby? Talk like a man who appreciates what he sees? A man who remembers how it felt to kiss your full lips? To touch your body? I might have been drunk that night, but I’ve had years to remember. Years of lonely nights dreaming of your ivory skin against mine. The scent of you. The taste…”
Pupils dilating, breath quickening, she couldn’t hide the signs of her arousal. “Stop it.”
“Make me.” Canine blood in his veins or not, he practically purred the challenge.
“I’m not playing your game. I know you’re trying to seduce me using your wicked devil power again.”
He arched a brow. “Devil power?”
She blushed. “Nothing. Forget I said it.”
“You will tell me eventually. I intend to learn everything there is about you, from the first time you scraped your knee, to how you scream my name when you come.”
She shook her head in denial.
Too late. She couldn’t hide, not from him. He could smell her desire, the musky scent that gave it away and made his mouth water for a taste.
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This short novel is just about done. It’s about a human girl who accidentally ends up mated to a werewolf, but with a few bumps and twists like an unexpected pregnancy. I’ll post more about it when it’s done later this week…