he woman. In that moment, his determination wavered

ight. Once it was morning, he was going

himself against her. He watched with satisfaction as a glassy

as more than willing to

d in response. "How much

**

surroundings. The woman had been unable to keep her hands off him, her small and slender fingers caressing his chest and neck. She traced her

m Chris..." she began, but he growled

ad no intention of putting his life at risk. Human mates couldn't keep the secret of werewolves' existence to themselves,

bout to be

slurred, giving i

nds cupped his erection, causing it to throb wit

umbing to the flames that consumed her. A shudder ran down her sp

oing the buttons. Her trembling fingers touched his

a feeling that if she weren't drunk,

o her mouth, gently sucking on them. "Fuck," he gro

to suck him. It was becoming increasingly difficult for hi

against his chest before taking

her mouth from his nipple,

ised moan escaped her lips when his

his hair to hold him in place. "Don't

y, removing her clothes as he went

ng on one, her nipples were soo pink, that h

e knew, she was almost levitating off the bed as his tongue delved in

gh her stripper already knew what she was about to do, as his hands held her

release she had just experienced. He covered her bo

iving her one last opportunity to back away, e

estion. But she wasn't herself; Duncan's betrayal still stung. She had been a go

hadn't given him sex as he desired, bu

man leaning over her, while he

her, and as he slid inside her, everything

d. She groaned tiredly and sat up, only to find a stunning stranger

sex they had shared, flooded her mind, and

the night wi

edible, she had to admit. He was

eact to losing something so precious to a stranger. Nevertheless,

ress. It was beyond repair. There was no way she could wear it in that condition. H

llow next to him, she departed with

he had just experienced t