Happy October! I am anticipating a release date of my next Werewolves of Montana book later this month. Enjoy!
Seduction
copyright 2014 by Bonnie Vanak
A planter filled with bright red geraniums sat on the deck. The cool river breeze teased her hair. It was lovely here and she’d have enjoyed the peace and quiet, and the luxury of her own room, if it were not for the gloomy fate awaiting her in Jeremiah Jackson Taylor’s bed.
Seduction
copyright 2014 by Bonnie Vanak
A planter filled with bright red geraniums sat on the deck. The cool river breeze teased her hair. It was lovely here and she’d have enjoyed the peace and quiet, and the luxury of her own room, if it were not for the gloomy fate awaiting her in Jeremiah Jackson Taylor’s bed.
A delicate shiver raced down her spine as she imagined Taylor’s rough hands upon her, his body rudely penetrating hers without gentleness or consideration. Certainly not love.
J.J. clinked glasses with her. “To your
future.”
The delicious wine turned sour in her mouth. “I’d rather drink to something more positive. Like nuclear war.”
The delicious wine turned sour in her mouth. “I’d rather drink to something more positive. Like nuclear war.”
He considered. “How about drinking to good
times?”
Much better. She clinked glasses with him
again.
“And great sex.”
Alexa nearly choked on her sip of wine. She
recovered, saw him watching her with his hooded gaze.
“That’s an odd toast.”
He shrugged. “Why? I’m a guy. I think of sex
all the time. You’re a young, healthy Lupine. We’re a sensual people. Haven’t
you ever wondered what great sex would be like?”
“I don’t have a good imagination.”
But that was a lie, for she had wondered, and
felt wistful her body would be turned over to an uncaring, arrogant alpha who
only wanted her for his own pleasure, not hers.
“Would you like me to illustrate for you?”
A teasing look entered his gaze. Despite the
chilly river breeze, Alexa felt hot all over. “Only if you use markers. And my
body as your canvas.”
Holy wolfsbane, did she actually say that? A
furious blush heated her face, but J.J. only threw back his head and laughed.
He had a wonderful laugh, all deep and relaxed.
“Might be better to tell you in Spanish.”
“Why not English?”
Swirling the wine in his glass, he considered.
“Sounds more romantic in Spanish.”
“I could do with a little romance." She
sighed deeply. "Instead I'll be handed over to an arrogant male who will
climb on top of me, do the deed and think only of himself. Not exactly how I
wanted to lose my virginity.”
Oops. The wine made her careless. But he only
regarded her with his steady gaze. “The first time a woman makes love can be
painful, but also filled with pleasure if you have the right partner,” he said
softly.
Such intensity in his eyes, as if he wanted to
be that special someone who made love to her for the very first time. Alexa
envisioned J.J. naked, all those wiry muscles, mounting her as she lay naked in
bed. His hard male body covering her as he looked down with passion blazing in
his intense gaze….
She felt so warm and relaxed. No, hot and wet.
Wet between the legs. Oh, she’d had those feelings before, but not cranked up
like this, as if someone jerked up her internal thermostat to flaming hot.
Alexa stole glances at J.J., who stretched out
his long legs. Tight jeans hugged his lean, muscular thighs. And that ass, very
fine indeed.
“Eres muy simpatico. Que lindo culo tienes,” she murmured.
He
raised a dark brow. “Thanks for the compliment. I’ve never thought of myself as
cute, or possessing a nice ass, but I appreciate your assessment.”

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