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“We love each other. That’s all we need to make it work.” “So said every werewolf before his craving overtook him and his witch lover killed his naïve, stupid ass. We always love them. Our love for witches has never been an issue.”

“...She did what she should never have done. For a second time, she drew close, took hold of his shoulders, and gave him a kiss, only this time on the ...cheek. His mouth curved up wickedly, his eyes showing the same heated expression, right before he slipped his arms around her and pulled her tight against his body -- his already aroused body -- and kissed her. Hot, hard, in charge, possessive, filled with want and need and so much more.”

“She didn't believe he could still be thinking about the kiss --like she was. After praising him for a job well done, she couldn't think of another thing to say. She should tell him she didn't kiss men like that, ever, but she thought it might be better if they didn't discuss it. He probably kissed all the lasses like that and didn't give it another thought.”

“On the other hand, they were alone in the dark, and that had her thinking of kissing and other possibilities, which she swore she was going to ignore this very minute! "What a delightful scent I smell," he said, drawing closer, his stride shorter now, his voice seductive, playful, and very interested. She would not let him get her all excited again, not let him melt her with his touches and then leave again. "I hear your breathing, lassie, and your heart beating out of bonds. The lass isn't stealing the laird's wine, is she?"... He laughed, his voice dark and sexy. "You are not in charge of this castle, You are a pirate. What should I do with a pirate who is stealing the laird's wine, eh? When he is my best friend?"... "I believe I've found the lassie I want to keep for my own."... "Why is the door locked?" Julia asked. "We are negotiating terms of surrender," Grant hollered back. "I'm no releasing my captive maiden until we get this right."... She never thought she would mate her next wolf like this -- in a Highland castle's wine cellar with a hot alpha wolf wearing a kilt and nothing else, while she wore a medieval wench's gown and nothing underneath.”

“She drove into the inner bailey and saw the sight she had tried to envision on the way here. But nothing had prepared her for this. Hot, hot, hot men in kilts with oiled abs, pecs, and bare legs, and wearing leather boots -- some ancient, others more modern. The men were absolutely drool worthy! The only thing she regretted was that she hadn't been given the opportunity to oil them down.”

“What's up?" Doug asked with a loud whisper as he swung the door open. His short blond hair was in a state of disarray and the pajama pants he wore were horribly wrinkled. The poor guy looked like a disheveled mess. Pressing his finger to his lips, he stepped back and gestured for Sadie to come in. "Emily is finally asleep, and if she wakes up, I might actually cry.”

“A moan escaped her lips when he brushed the back of his knuckles up her neck before gently cupping her face. "I never run from a challenge," Sadie murmured. She pressed her breasts against him, the soft mounds of flesh searing against him. Killian felt like he was in the middle of a game of double dog dare --- and it was a surefire bet he was going to lose. Sadie signed, a seductive sounds that made his cock twitch. Oh yeah. Dead wolf walking.”

“A wicked look twinkled in her eye. "I'd say it's time to nut up or shut up. All this talking is gonna make me think you're all bark and no bite. "Wouldn't want to let you down." On a curse, he covered her eager mouth with his, and the world he knew ripped wide open. She tasted cool, sweet, and rich, like ice cream in the summertime, and in that instant Killian knew he would never, ever get enough of her. Laws of nature could be damned. This woman's taste was all he would ever crave. Were there other women? Who the hell cared? Sadie's soft, pliant lips opened to him as he ran his tongue along the seam of her mouth and she welcomed him in. Grasping her head with both hands, he groaned and took full control of the plundering kiss. He tangled his hands in her long, wet hair, which felt like ribbons of satin as it rushed through his fingers. Killian groaned when her tongue swept along his, seeking him out with the same desperation and urgency. This was what he needed. This woman. Her touch. Her taste. How on earth could this be wrong?”

“In a remarkably steady voice, Sadie whispered, "Last night should never have happened." "The only thing about last night that shouldn't have happened was the way it ended," Killian rasped.... "Is that so?" Sadie pulled his shift loose from his jeans and slipped her fingers underneath before trailing them along the hard planes of his stomach. Arching one eyebrow, she held his heavy-lidded gaze and unsheathed her fangs. "How do you suppose it should have ended?" "The same way it should end every night from now on," he growled. Killian slid both hands into her long hair. Sadie shivered when his fingertips grazed her scalp. He pressed his hips against her before slipping his thigh between her legs. Sadie gasped with pleasure as he put pressure on just the right spot, and when a moan escaped her parted lips, a cocky grin emerged on his. Killian tightened his grip on her hair and leaned in so his mouth was just a breath away. "Every single night should end with me buried deep inside you.”

“Whoa," Sadie murmured and took an involuntary step back. It had been centuries since she'd been this close to a werewolf in wolf form, and her gut instinct was to flee. Looking into those eyes though, Sadie knew she was safe. She licked her lips and folded her arms over her breasts in an effort to steady her nerves. "You're a lot bigger than I though you'd be." "You're not going to tell me what big teeth I have, are you? Killian's growl stopped short...”

“Whoa," Sadie murmured and took an involuntary step back. It had been centuries since she'd been this close to a werewolf in wolf form, and her gut instinct was to flee. Looking into those eyes though, Sadie knew she was safe. She licked her lips and folded her arms over her breasts in an effort to steady her nerves. "You're a lot bigger than I thought you'd be." "You're not going to tell me what big teeth I have, are you? Killian's growl stopped short...”