Amidst
a war of attrition and a struggle for power
Lily Blackwood is torn between two strong men...
One, Wallace is her perfect idea of a partner, loving, loyal and handsome. The second, Bryn, is her true mate, the man chosen for her by nature and her family. Denial and naivety for nature’s choice, sends her into a rage of independence against the laws of her own destiny, family and her own father.
Wallace Kirk is assigned to protect the beautiful Lily since her birth...
His loyalties are tearing him apart. His own mate, dead, taken from him, fills his thoughts as Lily begs for his attention. She needs him, but not as much as the wolf that prowls in her flesh.
Bryn Kemp's nature and need fill his flesh...
Yet his true mate, the woman chosen for him, denies her destiny. His battle for her and his own pride must overcome her feisty rebellious streak.
Both men must fight for her in the throes of oncoming battle and she must make the right choice. A decision that will shape the war.
Lily Blackwood is torn between two strong men...
One, Wallace is her perfect idea of a partner, loving, loyal and handsome. The second, Bryn, is her true mate, the man chosen for her by nature and her family. Denial and naivety for nature’s choice, sends her into a rage of independence against the laws of her own destiny, family and her own father.
Wallace Kirk is assigned to protect the beautiful Lily since her birth...
His loyalties are tearing him apart. His own mate, dead, taken from him, fills his thoughts as Lily begs for his attention. She needs him, but not as much as the wolf that prowls in her flesh.
Bryn Kemp's nature and need fill his flesh...
Yet his true mate, the woman chosen for him, denies her destiny. His battle for her and his own pride must overcome her feisty rebellious streak.
Both men must fight for her in the throes of oncoming battle and she must make the right choice. A decision that will shape the war.
Lily was over the center console and in his lap,
straddling him before he could protest. She settled in until she felt his
impressive bulge nestled against her sex. “We are wolf, Bryn. Back in the day,
mating happened as young as thirteen. Modern rules fucked up our natural
instincts and made us conform to proper rules of society. I’m a beast, you’re a
beast. Based on your story, it seemed I mauled you pretty damned good myself.”
She smiled at him. Leaning over, she brushed her lips over his, nipping at his
bottom lip.
He groaned and grabbed hold of her hips.
She rocked against him. Her wetness begged to take his
erection.
“You’re going to kill me, little wolf.”
She grinned against his lips and that was it. His
fingers slid up her back and into her hair. He fisted a handful and pulled her
down against his mouth. There was nothing sweet and loving about this kiss. It
was primal and aggressive. Their lips brushed one another as they assaulted one
another. They kissed as if they would never kiss again. Tongues danced with one
another. Lily caressed the tip of her tongue against the roof of his mouth.
Bryn snarled and his other hand wound around her waist
as he pulled her in tight. His fingers dug into her soft skin. “I’m going to
fuck you, Lily. I’m going to shove inside you so deep...you won’t know where I
begin and you end.”
She moaned and jerked her hips. Lily was breathless
and starving. “Promises, promises.”
“We have to get Lizzie, we aren’t safe in the open,”
he spoke against her neck. His lips were hot, his tongue like a wet tease.
“Fuck Lizzie, I need my mate.”
“You have me, but I don’t want to mate you in a
fucking car, Lily.”
She giggled and quickly clamped her mouth shut at the
girlie sound.
Bryn pushed her back a bit until she rested against
the steering wheel. He reached between them and cupped her covered mound. The
heel of his hand rubbed against her sensitive flesh. “Fuck, you’re responsive.
Sensitive all over.” He pushed harder and she whimpered. “That’s it, rock
against my hand.”
She locked gazes with him. Both of them were close to
shifting. Amber eyes bled into her gold hues.
He pressed his thumb through the seam of her pants in
just the right spot.
“I remember this.” It hit her just right and she
screamed, tossing her head back.
“You’re so wet when you’re aroused. By the moon, I
want to taste you all day.”
In answer to his naughty promises, she started to ride
his thumb. She was panting, whimpering.
“Come, little wolf. Come for your mate!”
**Kindle is NOT one of the prizes!!**
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