Her Wanted Wolf by Renee Michaels Page B

back were just as arousing; it provided a contrast to the heat
emanating from Drew’s body hovering over hers.
    The tempo of his breathing changed and she turned her head to face him.
His taut face a mere few inches from hers had her swallowing at what she saw
there. Need. Her eyes widened as his expression changed. She watched fretfully
as the rage in his eyes ebbed and turned to a carnal fervent desire. What had
she roused?
    Sabine wiggled to get from under him and felt his body tense more. He let
out a strangled growl.
    Drew’s gaze dropped to her breasts and his eyes ran over her torso with a
greedy appreciation. After taking his fill, he lifted his gaze to meet hers.
    Without breaking eye contact with her, he issued an order. “Ishbel, head
back to the den, and tell the women to get ready to move one hour after
nightfall.”
    “But—” Ishbel protested.
    “Now!” His voice dropped into a low authoritative rumble, tight and
unrecognizable. Sabine sensed Ishbel’s hesitation, but Drew jerked his head in
command and her sister took off as ordered. A were’s obedience to the dominant
wolf was ingrained. Still, Sabine felt abandoned by her sister.
    “The choice is yours, Sabine. I can take you this very minute with no
consideration for your innocence and be the kind of man you accused me of
being, or…”
    “You wouldn’t.” She knew he wouldn’t. Sabine had to believe he was not
that type of were. The tenderness when he mentioned his sister wasn’t feigned.
    “I will if you leave me no choice.” The lack of inflection in his gave
her no idea whether he would carry out his threat.
    Sabine jerked when he lowered the entire length of his body fully on top
of hers. He lay on her, unmoving, perfectly at ease, while every nerve in her
body was doing jumping jacks.
    She squirmed under him, conscious of the jut of his hipbones pressed into
her pelvis. Tiny pimples of arousal sprang up over her entire body. Sabine
stifled a moan; she didn’t want him to get a glimpse of the restless need he
stirred up inside her.
    The length of his cock lay heavy on the soft pillow of her belly. He
eased down to slide his erect penis over her plump mons. Sabine gulped. The
weight and bulk of him shocked her anew.
    Drew made no move to spread her folds and thrust into her. His reticence
took her off guard. God, he was driving her crazy, making her wonder what he
was going to do next.
    Her harsh, angry pants changed into breathy hitches of arousal.
    His breath on her ear was a hot moist caress. “Or we can wait until I
have you in my bed. I’ll show you what it’slike
to be made love to, as you deserve. I’ll kiss every inch of your skin and
suckle on those pale pink nipples to bring you to the edge of orgasm.”
    Each word evoked a shiver from her. She should be immune to the
seductiveness, yet she lay there in yearning anticipation of his next word.
    “I’ll peel back your nether lips to feast on the sweet flesh within the
cleft hidden between your thighs. Then I’ll sink my tongue deep inside you. To
taste and savor. Prepare you. Then when you’re wet and ready for me, I’ll
thrust my shaft into you. And you’ll welcome me and beg for more.” He dropped a
kiss on her lips, so quick she didn’t get a taste of him.
    “Never.” She spat the lie for pride’s sake.
    “Yes, you will. By the time I put my stamp on you, you’ll be pleading for
me to take you.” A teasing smile bloomed over his face, breaking through the
grimness. His grin was an unspoken taunt and his eyes gleamed as if he knew a
delicious secret she wasn’t privy to yet. It irritated her to no end.
    “No she-wolf has ever voluntarily left my pack. We take good care of our
women.” He breathed in. “You’re ready for me. I can smell it.”
    “We’ll see who begs first. I won’t let a were who pines for another woman
put his mark on me. I’ll say the words to secure safe passage for my family. In
return, I’ll help you find your sister.” The