Savannah Stuart

I don't know what this nice guy routine is, but I know who you are and why you're here so if you think you can seduce me for whatever reason, you're out of your mind. And you better not think you can try that crap with Shea, I will claw you to ribbons." His emerald eyes darkened until they were practically black. He leaned closer until he was inches from her ear. She tried to ignore his earthy scent but found it impossible with his hot breath against her neck. "I do want to fuck you, long and hard, but not for any other reason that I want you. For the record, I haven't been with a woman - wolf or human - in over two decades.

Thank you," she said against his neck. For what?" For putting up with me." He chuckled against the top of her head. "As if I could live without you.

Shifters didn't share when it came to their mate.

You look good in my shirt," he murmured. The quiet words drew her gaze back to his face. "Then why do you look disappointed?" His shoulders lifted slightly. "I was hoping you'd be wearing nothing.

There was a gaping hole in his chest without her. The three weeks he__ spent with her had been the best of his life. She was like this bright, shining star that had been ripped away from him. He was territorial as hell and he wasn__ letting her go.

I'm not letting you -- us -- go that easily, sweetheart, so get used to having me in your life.

He's not my alpha.""Oh, he's most definitely yours," Charlie said. "He's been watching you for the last twenty minutes as if he could do very, very wicked things to you.

You're very quiet," she murmured. "That's because I'm the big bad wolf," he growled playfully.

You're a machine," she murmured when he swept kisses across her jaw and over her cheek. "Only for you, sweetheart.

You're mine, Nissa." The words were guttural, strained. She knew it. Deep inside her core the truth was there.

I wanted to throw you over my shoulder and take you back to my place the moment we met, your scent was that sexy.

Are you nervous?"... "A little." "Do you want to stop?" "No, just go slow." "I can do that." He could do any damn thing she asked of him.

Tingles traced up her spine, and even before she turned around she knew Reece was moving her way. That shouldn't excite her so much, but after his visit this morning he was all she'd been able to think about. Obsess about. Her nipples beaded tightly against her bra as his earthy, masculine scent grew stronger, invading all her senses. Damn that male

A dark-haired man with electric-blue eyes hadn't taken his eyes off Caro since she'd sat down. He watched her like, well, a predatory wolf watched his mate. Caro glanced over her shoulder and when she turned to face Nissa her expression was dark. "Uh oh. "I'm sorry. Is mate the wrong word? I'm still not sure of all the correct --" She shook her head and placed a gentle hand on hers. "I'm sorry, it's not that. No, he's not my mate. He's a very persistent... Never mind. I'm actually unmated.

You want to start over?" he murmured against her ear. His hot breath sent shivers to her toes.

No one fucks with the Lazos brothers.

She said her pack died." "How?" "She didn't say." "And you didn't ask?" Thomas' gravelly voice was incredulous. "It's complicated." "I'll bet. You stink of sex. Is the reason you haven't asked because you haven't come up for air?

Growing up she'd heard rumors about the enforcer and how badass he was...