Synopsis
For veterinarian Cora
Welch, being bitten by a young injured wolf wasn’t the best day of her life,
nor the raging fever that followed. However, finding herself faced with a naked
man proved even more than she had ever bargained for.
Zayn couldn’t believe
what his inner wolf was telling him when he first saw the human doctor Cora,
standing in nothing but a towel. The last thing he wanted was a mate,
especially an accidental one. And at a time when danger seemed to be coming at
the Mystic Pack from an unknown source, it just wasn’t in his plans.
All he had to do was
get Cora through the fever, keep her safe from the other pack, and keep his
fangs to himself. But nobody told him he’d have to fight a mating urge so
strong within himself, that it was a losing battle. Now, he has to explain to
Cora that he accidentally marked her for a second time, making her just like
him.
Cora knew something
was not right in her world the moment she wanted to climb her rescuer like a
tree. Hearing Zayn tell her she was now a werewolf, like him and his pack, she
realized she now had a home. If her new mate still wanted her after he heard
about her family, Cora knew she’d be happy to be an accidental wolf.
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Sexy
Excerpt
No stranger to
touching herself, Cora needed relief. For every beat of her heart, she felt an
echo between her legs. She sucked two fingers into her mouth and swirled her
tongue around each digit before reaching under her lace briefs. Her body jerked
as she unerringly touched her swollen clit. “Oh, yes,” she whispered.
Trailing her fingers
down farther, she gathered more of her own juices and rubbed in small circles,
not wanting to come too quick.
A male groan
shattered the otherwise silent room. Cora stilled her fingers, and her head
turned toward the hallway leading to the bedrooms. Standing in a pair of loose
sweats was Zayn. His eyes seemed to glow from the moonlight shining through the
huge picture window, but his gaze didn’t meet hers. No, they were focused on
where her fingers were.
Instead of being
embarrassed, she decided to give him a show. With her free hand, she pushed the
lacy fabric down, exposing what she was doing to his rapt attention. She used
one hand to open herself up, showing him how wet she was, then retraced her
fingers to her opening, plunging two fingers into her pussy. She couldn’t hold
back the cry from how good it felt to be filled by anything, even her own
fingers. Her eyes slid closed, unable to watch to see if he enjoyed the show.
She pumped in and out with one hand, using the heel to rub her clit.
“Fuck,” she panted.
She was on the edge of orgasm when her hand was removed to be replaced by
Zayn’s tongue.
“What are you doing?”
Cora asked, near the edge.
“You taste so good.”
Even though he didn’t
answer, she didn’t care. She wanted to come. God, when was the last time she
needed to come this badly? She ran her hand through his hair, amazed at how
soft it was. “Don’t stop, please, don’t stop.”
A rumble was her
answer, and then he pressed two of his fingers into her. She forgot all about
his hair or hers. She was all about sensation. She screamed as she came harder
than she’d ever come in her life, but it wasn’t enough. She wanted, no, she
needed, more than his fingers filling her.
“Zayn, I need you.
Please, please, don’t leave me. I’m begging you to fuck me. Now.”
In the bright light
of the day, she knew she was going to kick her own ass for the whining and
begging, but at that moment she didn’t care. Her body was like a living flame,
ready to burst into a million pieces if he didn’t fuck her.
“You don’t know what
you’re asking. It’s just the fever. Here, let me take care of you.”
When Zayn rubbed his
fingers on her oversensitive clit, Cora tried to pull away. With strength that
shocked her, she flipped their positions, sitting astride Zayn with only a thin
pair of sweats separating their bodies.
She grabbed the hem
of her tank and jerked it above her head, loving the way his blue eyes riveted
to her breasts. Her nipples had always been sensitive to the touch, but with
his gaze tracking her fingers as she pinched them into tighter points, they
became hard peaks. She ground her wet core against his extremely hard erection,
an erection that would’ve scared her if she was in her right mind, but she was
hornier than she’d ever been.
“If you don’t want to
take care of me, then I will just go out and find me another man who wants me,
Zayn.” With each word she rubbed up and down his shaft.
He growled and
reversed their positions so fast her head swam. “Mine,” he growled.
The deep rumble had
her pussy quivering in need. The impatient way he shoved his sweats down and
kicked them off had excitement flooding her system. The vision of a naked and
erect Zayn made Cora wetter, if that was even possible. She spread her legs
wider in a display of wanton need. “Then take me, Zayn.”
She wasn’t sure what
she’d expected. Being flipped on her stomach and onto her hands and knees
wasn’t it. Again, she didn’t care as long as he filled her.
The sound of foil
ripping open almost made her whimper at the loss. She wanted to have his seed
bathing her insides and shook her head.
“Are you changing
your mind?”
Cora looked over her
shoulder. “What? No, hurry for the love of God.”
With that, Zayn
wasted no time, and for that Cora was pleased. If she had more time to think on
her irrational thoughts, she wasn’t sure she’d have wanted to continue. Of
course that was before he began.
Zayn surged into her
in one thrust, filling her to the point of pain.
“Damn, you’re so
fucking tight. Don’t move.”
That was a truly
laughable thing for him to say. Cora felt like someone had shoved a two by ten
into her. She literally froze, hoping he’d back out slowly without ripping her
in half. Her arms shook from the strain of holding herself up. How long would
it take for him to go soft and get out?
“I’m sorry I hurt
you. Just hold still. Your body will adjust,” he grunted.
“You’re not the one
with a fucking baseball bat shoved up your hoo-ha.”
Zayn laughed. “Relax,
baby. I promise to make you feel good.” He reached between their bodies and
touched Cora’s clit, but she jerked away. “Don’t do that, honey.”
The endearment made
Cora feel special and eased some of her tension even though she knew it was
silly.
“That’s it.” Zayn
strummed her clit.
Story
Excerpt
He turned, electric
blue eyes flashing. “Come? Sit? Little girl, I am not a dog you teach to do
tricks.”
“Oh I don’t know. I
think you know all kinds of cool tricks.” She winked.
He stalked towards
her. “Now you want to talk all sexual? Baby, you are playing with fire.”
“If you answer my
questions, I’ll reward you.”
“Fine,” he sighed.
He was so cute she
leaned forward and kissed him, just a light brush of her lips over his. She
blinked up at him when he just sat there. “I’m waiting.”
“I thought you were
kissing me.” He tried to deepen the kiss.
Cora pulled back.
“Let’s do this like a game. Do you like games?” She sucked his top lip into her
mouth.
Dressed in a pair of
borrowed sweats that had belonged to Niall’s mate and one of Zayn’s T-shirts,
Cora smiled.
His eyes narrowed.
“Why am I a little scared?”
“Is the big bad wolf
scared of little ole me?” Cora leaned back into the soft cushions with one knee
bent, the other with her foot planted on the floor. “For every answer you give
me, I’ll take off a piece of clothing. Once I’m down to the skin, you can have
your wicked way with me.”
For Cora it really
was a win-win situation.
Zayn moved closer so
their knees were touching. “Think of something, anything.”
Keeping the image of
her imaginary wall firmly in place, she kept her naughtiest thoughts behind it.
However, the things she pictured made her nipples hard and had a flush covering
her pale skin.
“Damn it, that’s not
fair. You’re thinking of sex. You can’t think of sex,” he growled.
She slapped his
thigh. “You could read my thoughts still?”
“No, your body told
on you. I couldn’t read or see a thing. Now off with something.” Zayn waggled
his eyebrows.
Cora looked down at
her bare feet, chewed on her bottom lip, and then decided to take the oversized
top off. She still had her bra on, much to Zayn’s dismay. The borrowed T-shirt
dropped between them soundlessly. She watched Zayn look at the white T, then
her chest, and back again. He bared his teeth in a grimace, and then knocked it
off their legs.
“No fair. Girls wear
too many clothes.” His eyes however gleamed with appreciation.
She took a breath.
“How will I know how to picture my wolf?” That was a question that really
bothered her.
“While you were out,
I texted my mom. She says for you to picture a smaller version of a dark brown
wolf. Your wolf is inside you and will know what it needs to look like.
However, she…ah…she said the first time for a turned werewolf isn’t the same as
for us born.”
She waited, and when
it didn’t seem like he was going to go on, she waved her hands. “And?”
Zayn raised an
eyebrow. “I answered a question. I’m waiting for my reward.” He sat back and
crossed his arms.
Oh, he was so going
to pay. She reached behind her, pretended she couldn’t quite get the catch of
her bra to come undone. “Can you help me?” As she turned to give him her back,
she accidentally brushed the bulge straining the front of his sweats with her
palm and pretended not to notice his swift intake of breath.
* * * *
Zayn loved the way
his mate wanted to play with him. Wolves as a whole were a playful lot, unless
their families were attacked. He shook off the fear and anger, not letting
anything intrude upon the game Cora had begun. After he unhooked the bra, he
helped her remove the article of clothing, tossing it behind him, accidentally
brushing her nipples.
Cora rolled her eyes
and shook her head like he was a petulant child. “So what did she say was the
difference?”
“She said because you
are already a full grown adult you shouldn’t trip over your paws. Our young
tend to stumble just like toddlers do when they first learn to walk.”
He watched her mouth
drop open, and then her small body launched forward, knocking him on his back.
Zayn caught her arms to her side. Her laughing and calling him names amused him
like nothing ever had.
Yes, he’d played with
his brother and Jett when they were cubs, and he loved playing with the kids of
the pack. But wrestling with a half-naked Cora was on a different level
completely. He’d had lots of sex, more than he cared to admit. Not that he was
ever callous or didn’t make the women feel important, but they hadn’t been his
mate. The bond between him and Cora was like a living breathing thing he never
wanted to do without.
“You cheated. Now you
have to take something off.” Cora rested with her elbows on his chest, staring
at him in earnest.
“Since you seem to be
making up these rules, is there a certain item I need to take off or is it my
choice.”
She tapped her finger
on her chin. “I say a shirt for a shirt.”
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I’m a wife and mother
who is a retired stay at home mom of 2. I say retired because my youngest is 14
and my oldest is 20. When my baby went to school, reading saved my sanity, and
then the same year he started school, I was diagnosed with Cancer, again
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