Wanted: Devils Point Wolves #3 (Mating Season Collection)

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Authors: Mating Season Collection, Eliza Gayle
is dangerous.”
    “What part of I need to keep him alive did you not get?”
    This time her feist did not humor him. “I got it just fine. Now you need to let me do what I do best. You don’t know shifters as well as you think you do, remember? My first idea is not to kill him, but to try and save him. He was bitten and the least we can do is try to get him through the transition.”
    She sat stunned, not responding.
    “In order to do that I’ve got to get him somewhere safe where he can’t hurt you, me or anyone else. Got it?”
    The resignation that crossed her face tore at his defenses. He didn’t want to make his mate unhappy. Only do what was best for her without compromising their safety.  
    He cupped her cheek, savoring the soft skin he wanted to explore. “I give you my word, nothing will happen to him you don’t know about. Creed and Sawyer will keep us apprised of his progress.”  
    For a moment she turned her face into his hand and pressed her nose to his calloused skin. “What about me? What am I supposed to do during all this?”
    “You’ll stay with me.”
    She pulled back. “Uhm...I don’t know about that. I shot your brother, remember? Your pack is not going to embrace me.”
    He tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. “Whatever agreement you and I come to, the pack will go along with. You can’t worry about them right now.”
    “What’s the catch? From my experience if it seems too good to be true then it is.”
    “You’re too young to be this jaded.”
    “Well, you already told me you wanted to have sex with me. Is that what this is about? And I’m not that young.”
    “You worried?” he asked. “I am irresistible after all.”
    That got a smile from her and it went straight to his cock. Wanting to get inside her was no joke. But he wasn’t going to coerce her. Although some gentle nudges or using all of the seduction tools in his arsenal wasn’t out of the question. “Relax, Allison. Whatever happens or doesn’t happen is up to you. I’m not going to force you into anything.”
    “What if I want to leave?”
    “You don’t.”
    “But what if I did? What then?”
    Diego gripped her shoulders and hauled her to her feet. “Stop grilling me on things with no relevance. You want to be close to your brother and I want you close to me. There’s nothing else to discuss.”
    “Do you have a thing for being in charge that I need to know about?” The words were serious but her eyes were full of mischief when she said them. It made him groan.  
    “I’m a shifter. So staying in my home is not going to be like hanging out with some human. I won’t be coy or play games, I’ll tell you what I want. Then you can decide if you want it too. You can disagree with me, but expect to be worn down until you get my point.”
    “Are you trying to convince me to stay or go?” she asked.  
    He pulled her close and tipped her head back with his finger at her chin. “Most importantly, and this isn’t going to change, I do still plan to fuck you.”
    Her reaction to his intentions made her mouth drop open again and he took advantage of the opportunity. He leaned forward and captured her mouth with his, his hands moving to cradle the sides of her face.  
    The initial touch was light, but after a stunned moment Diego deepened the kiss, turning it desperate for them both.

Chapter Seven

    Too shocked to think it through, Allison allowed him to take control by opening to him. Diego’s mouth was hot, making her fall all the easier. She welcomed the firm strokes of his tongue as he tasted her and she tasted him back.  
    When the world began to spin, she grabbed his shoulders and held on. She knew he was spectacular but she hadn’t counted on the hard muscles stretched beneath silky skin.  
    Heat rushed through her before she could stop it, where it quickly thawed her resistance to a man supposedly forbidden to her. He didn’t taste forbidden. He tasted decadent. Better than

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