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  Ocean finished smoothing lotion up the inside of her thighs. His hands inched closer and closer to her sex.

  Finally he placed four fingertips along each lip of her sex and carefully separated them, exposing her soft pink core.

  Overshadowed by the rising threat of the werewolf mafia, Ben and Tegan struggle to stand united.

  Wolf Unbound

  © 2008 Lauren Dane

  A Cascadia Wolves story

  Werewolf Enforcer Tegan Warden has been alone since the death of her mate four years ago. Until she meets Ben Stoner at a local club and she feels something she thought died inside her. Things move very quickly and she finds herself mated to a human man who’s not altogether sure he wants a forever kind of love with a woman he’s just met.

  Ben realizes in short order Tegan is not only worth forever love, but a woman who’ll stand at his side without tolerating anything other than a full partnership.

  In the bedroom it’s another story, as Ben has finally found a sexual submissive with a spark, and Tegan a man worthy of her submission. Together they work toward building a permanent relationship even as the specter of danger from the Pellini Group grows in the world of wolves.

  All around them, the rising violence threatens the Packs and the only thing they know for certain is one another.

  Warning: Naughty language that might get your mouth washed out with soap, domineering alpha males knocked down a few pegs by their women, smoking hot bedroom action including always consensual BDSM type action, werewolf mafia and the violence that loves them.

  Enjoy the following excerpt for Wolf Unbound:

  Ben had never seen a more beautiful sight as Tegan made walking toward him in that robe. Her breasts moved enticingly, her nipples pressed against the silk, daring his hands and mouth. As if he could ever get enough. Her legs were long and supple as she moved in those sexy heels.

  And on her knees before him, her hair spread about her shoulders, her lips wrapped around his cock—amazing. The mere sight of his woman caught his breath, made his heart stutter in his chest. The way she set aside how dominant she was in the rest of her life and yet truly submitted to him was such a gift.

  Breathing heavily after coming, he hauled her up to stand, wrapping his arms around her and bringing her body close to his.

  He kissed her slowly. Tasting himself layered over her sweetness. Loved that.

  “Thank you, Tegan. Dinner is ready. Shall we eat? Afterward, I have some gelato, I thought I might eat it off your nipples while you used the vibrator on your pussy.”

  Smiling, he watched the way her pupils widened, her breath sped, knowing she liked the suggestion as much as he did.

  He pulled out her chair and she sat, thanking him.

  “I thought some salmon would be nice. A guy from work just got back from Alaska and this is fresh.” He put some on her plate and the rest on his. “Nothing fancy on it, just some butter and garlic. Rice to go with and some spinach and cucumber and dill.”

  He realized, as he watched her eat, as they spoke and laughed, he’d finally found just exactly what he’d dreamed of. Tegan was his equal. She pushed back when he pushed too far. Sexy, intelligent, funny, tough and sweet, she was the woman he’d been afraid to hope existed and there she was, laughing at his jokes and stealing food off his plate.

  He kissed her knuckles and she leaned in, resting her head on his shoulder just a moment.

  “I love that soap. I feel like a gingerbread wolf.” Her smile was shy. He brushed his thumb down her jaw.

  “I like taking care of you. I have others for different days. You do smell good enough to eat. But you always do.”

  She blushed. “I…it feels good to be cherished like this.”

  “I love you, Tegan.” He said it and meant it. No fear, no hesitation.

  “I love you too. I’m sorry the bond was sprung on you, but I’m not sorry I found you. This feels meant to be.”

  “Well, after the initial shock, I agree with you. You were meant to be with me. I’m meant to be yours. You need me to keep you from getting yourself shot.” He winked and she rolled her eyes.

  They cleared up the dishes and he turned back to her. “I’ll bring the gelato. Go and wait for me in the bedroom. Take the robe off and lay on the bed.”

  She swallowed hard and nodded. He watched her sway out of the room on those fuck-me-heels with a smile.

  “Oh and leave the shoes on.”

  He heard her laugh as she walked down the hall.

  She heard him coming, the clink of spoons on the glass of the bowl, the brush of denim from his jeans. Scented the pistachio gelato and his elemental being as he approached.

  It was hard to lay still as he stood in the doorway and looked at her with a small smile. His eyes took in every detail from the pointed toe of the heels to the top of her head. She felt his gaze like a physical caress.

  She waited while he put the bowls of gelato down and rustled around the room. She knew how he worked so she wasn’t surprised when all the things he’d need where waiting in the drawer next to the bed.

  Patience, hard won, settled in as she began to fall away from herself.

  “Arms above your head. Let’s see how sturdy this bed is. I’d planned on making you fuck yourself with the vibe but I’ve changed my mind. Good thing I’m the Dom and I get to make the decisions.”

  She couldn’t help but laugh. “Good thing.”

  He cuffed her wrists to the bed, making sure the leather wasn’t too tight but had a nice hold. Confining with wide straps that pressed into her skin but not in a painful way. As a reminder.

  Each movement he made eased her deeper into subspace. She’d never gone into it as deeply and quickly as she had with him. He connected with everything she needed on a subconscious level as well as a physical one. Like a key in a lock.

  Her breathing slowed and deepened as he put the blindfold on. Suddenly, with the loss of her vision, her skin surged to life, feeling everything tenfold.

  “Open your mouth.”

  She did, trusting him totally.

  Cold and sweet, the pistachio gelato played against her tongue as he gave her a small taste. She licked the spoon, loving the way he hummed appreciatively at the gesture.

  He straddled her, his jeans still on, feeding her small bites of chocolate and pistachio. When he scooted down her body and closed his lips over one of her nipples she squealed at the cold touch of his tongue.

  Not nearly as cold as the back of the spoon and then the drizzle of melting gelato. She writhed against the erotic delight of the sensation of his tongue contrasted by the liquid and the metal of the spoon.

  Need built up in her muscles as they trembled. She arched into his mouth, against his teeth as she squeezed her thighs together to get some relief from that want but it wasn’t enough.

  Only he would be enough and she knew he’d give her what she needed when he decided she needed it.

  A cold, wet trail dripped down her stomach and she only barely held back a sigh of relief. Yes, down, keep going!

  He left her panties on, snapping the thong against her hip bone with his teeth. Warmth a brief moment as he breathed over her pussy through the material and then dribble and lick, dribble and lick as he moved down her leg and then back up the other one.

  “What should I do next?” he murmured.

  “Make me come?” she asked hopefully.

  “Well that could be an idea, yes.”

  Lights, Camera…Monsters

  Monsters in Hollywood Book 1

  Lila Dubois

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  Lights, Camera…Monsters

  Copyright © 2008 by Lila Dubois

  ISBN: 1-59998-303-6

  Edited by Bethany Morgan

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