Lured (The Brazil Werewolf Series Book 4) by Amanda K. Dudley-Penn

mine.  His skin against mine was hot and a drug that I just wanted more and more of.   His tongue traced my lips and I gasped allowing him access into my mouth.  My hands plunged into his hair pulling him closer as he backed me toward the bed. 
    He pulled away from me, letting his eyes roam from my feet to my face.  His eyes darkened more and more as he took in each inch of my skin.  I swallowed as he released a breath.
    “Get on the bed, Sweetheart,” he whispered and my heart melted at the endearment.  I swallowed hard as I backed up until my knees touched the edge of the bed.  I kept my eyes on his as I sat down and scooted back.  He unbuckled his belt and pulled it from the loops.  My eyes followed the movement as he unbuckled his pants and released his zipper.  He toed out of his shoes and then let the pants fall over his long muscular legs.  He leaned down and removed his socks before standing in front of me with only his boxers on.  I swallowed as my eyes roamed over his body which held rope after rope of muscle. 
    He stepped toward me and I had to fight the urge to run.  There was something about the situation that was both intriguing and terrifying.  My stomach twisted as he gripped one ankle and brought it to his lips.  I inhaled sharply as my stomach clenched deliciously.  He made his way onto the bed, kissing my leg as he did. He reached my waist and paused before kissing my stomach right above my belly button.  He glanced up at me and grinned.  His eyes were hungry as he moved to my breast, kissing the exposed tops before moving to my neck and finally my lips. 
    “You know you can tell me to stop any time that you want to,” he said again, reaching forward and caressing my cheek. 
    “I don’t want you to stop,” I said, swallowing. 
    “This is one of the bonds,” he said, nervously, “It will bond us.  You will believe yourself in love with me.”
    “You will believe the same thing,” I said, refusing to tell him that I was already falling in love with him.
    He looked into my eyes, “It won’t be because of the bond that I believe that,” he said as my eyes widened.
    “What do you mean?” I asked as he traced my cheek.
    His eyes met mine, “It means that I am already in love you,” He said, biting his lip before continuing, “I have been since you hit me.  I couldn’t have done otherwise.  I loved that you were willing to fight someone that you couldn’t possibly beat for your little brother.”
    I inhaled sharply as I pulled him down into a searing kiss.  My heart pounded hard as the realization that he loved me hit me with its full force.  He loved me.  It wasn’t just one-sided.  He had fallen for me even before I had fallen for him.  He pulled from me and frowned down into my face.
    “What are you thinking?” He asked staring down into my eyes. 
    “I love you too,” I whispered, quietly, “I’m not just saying it because you said it either.  I really love you.” 
    He blinked surprised, “Say it again,” he said, desperate.
    “I love you,” I whispered, softly as he kissed me again.  All worries of the bond were gone because it didn’t matter.  We had bonded without it. 
    “I won’t hurt you,” he whispered again before reaching behind me and unfastening my bra.  I inhaled sharply as he pulled it from me.  The cool air touched my skin as he stared down at me with steadily darkening eyes.  He reached out and traced each breast with gentle strokes before kissing each one.  My breath quickened as he took my nipple in his mouth and tugged.  I inhaled sharply as he kissed a trail down my abdomen to the lacy edge of my panties.  I swallowed a moan as he ripped them from me and leaned back.  He stood removing his boxers.  My eyes widened as I saw his massive length.  I swallowed suddenly afraid. 
    “You are beautiful,” he said before covering me with his body once more and kissing me with such passion that it took all vestiges of