Rescue in the Smokies (Durham Wolves)

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Authors: Becca Jameson
hold her down, legs spread wide, while he sucked her clit into his mouth and made her beg for forgiveness.
    A smile spread across his mouth. Nope, she had no idea what she was getting into.
    Serg took the tube from her grasp, allowing his fingers to linger over hers for a second longer than necessary. She shivered slightly as she turned to face front again. Had she seen the slow burn in his eyes? God, I hope so .
    With one finger, Sergius flipped the top on the lotion and squeezed a fair amount into his other hand. He tucked the tube into his own jeans pocket and then rubbed his hands together before placing them on both her shoulders at once.
    Heaven. Pure heaven. Her skin was warm and smooth as a baby’s. Like silk. He could smear lotion onto her back all day and all night and never tire of it.
    The back of her shirt crisscrossed, exposing most of her skin, and he spread the sunscreen liberally over her shoulder blades, even reaching under the elastic of the straps to be sure no crease would get burnt.
    Or perhaps it had nothing to do with an altruistic need to keep her safe from the sun’s rays and everything to do with needing to touch as much of her skin as he possibly could. Who knew when he would get another chance?
    When lingering any longer would seem plain weird, he let his palms creep up to her shoulders again, spread the lotion over the tops, his fingers reaching under the straps in front, grazing the tops of her breasts and causing his balls to pull up inside his jeans.
    There was every chance he was going to come right now without even touching himself. Ecstasy.
    With a small amount of lubrication remaining on Serg’s hands, he spread the last bit down her arms and over her hands, his fingers tangling with hers to finish off the excess.
    When he reluctantly released her, she turned to him. Her eyes were glazed and half-mast. She was at least as turned on by the erotic scene as he was. He caught a whiff of her arousal as she spread her legs slightly. Her breaths were shallow and brief.
    Thank God she needed him as much as he did her. Obviously it was true what they said about mates. Once they met, they couldn’t resist the pull to one another, even if one of them was human.
    She swayed slightly. When she tipped her head back and grabbed the front of his shirt for balance, he didn’t even think. He angled his head to one side and dipped down to brush his lips against hers.
    A soft moan escaped her parted lips, and he couldn’t resist. He grabbed her biceps and tugged her closer, locking his mouth on hers and plundering her. His tongue didn’t have to work hard to gain entry. Her mouth was already open and begging. She gave as well as she received, meeting him thrust for thrust as they tasted and explored each other’s mouths.
    When her hands released their grip and wrapped around his middle, his wandered from her arms to her waist, his fingers spanning her right above her hips.
    Serg let his thumbs graze back and forth on the under swell of her breasts until she writhed beneath him.
    He could have taken her right then and there if his damn conscience hadn’t reared its ugly head and demanded he stop. With one last, lingering taste, he finally pulled back and lowered his palms to a safer section of her stomach. He set his forehead against hers and gazed into the deep green pools of her eyes.
    This was not how he was going to start out his life with her. Against a tree in the woods, her hungry and tired and thirsty and impressionable.
    And uninformed.
    No, he needed her to be fully aware of who and what he was before he claimed her. It was only fair. Taking a human as a mate was delicate. If he did so without her knowledge and consent, she’d never forgive him, and he’d live with that regret for the rest of his life.

Chapter Six
    Holy shit . What the heck was she thinking?
    And she wasn’t stupid enough to blame this indiscretion solely on Sergius. She’d been as much an instigator as him. In fact,

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