Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
She was shaking her head at him, unable to find words. Their conversation was far too personal and far too ridiculous to give it any credence.
A thought hit her. “It’s the cold. It affects the ovaries and spikes estrogen.”
His smile held humor. “In female wolves, but you’re not a wolf.” He shifted a bit closer to her and his smile turned seductive. “I would love to please you, and I can guarantee you that it would be memorable.”
“I am not here for sex.”
He smiled with humor once again. “Actually, you are.”
Olivia rolled her eyes and shook her head. She could not believe that a werewolf was trying to seduce her. Did she hear herself? A werewolf. A madman didn’t sound any better.
A humorous glint sparked in his eyes along with his smile. “I know what you’re thinking.”
“You read minds now?”
“Nay, it’s a logical assumption to wonder if it is a werewolf or a madman who is offering to have sex with you. But I can assure you that I am not insane.
“Which leaves you a werewolf.”
“Who would protect you with his life and always please you in bed or wherever else we chose to couple.”
“Couple?’ she asked while thinking how the various rooms in the castle would provide variety.
“My age is showing. An outdated and no longer used reference to sex. Of course, it’s the female’s choice whether to have sex or not. I can suggest, cajole, express my own desire but in the end, it is your decision. That I desire you is obvious, something you cannot ignore, something that is felt between us. I also take great pleasure in the innocent touches we’ve exchanged. It is a way of us getting to become more familiar with each other, more at ease, even more desirable to each other. And your womanly scent is like an elixir I cannot resist. It tempts all my senses until the urge to touch you, kiss you becomes a powerful thirst I must quench. And your kisses do quench, thrill, satisfy me, but I fear I will never get enough of them, that the taste of you will always linger on my lips, and your scent will forever haunt me.” He breathed in deeply. “You can’t tell me that you don’t feel the same, Olivia. I can smell your need. It radiates with a powerful ache. Let me satisfy it for you.”
His rugged scent captured her in an embrace and his words dripped with seduction and both fired her passion beyond anything she had ever felt. It was no wonder he could smell her womanly scent. Never had she felt so wet between her legs, and that she wanted him with such intensity frightened her.
Get out of there, Olivia! Get out now before it’s too late, she warned herself.
She hadn’t seen him move closer, didn’t realize he brushed against her, and when his lips drew close to hers, she knew it was too late.
CHAPTER 6
The strength and confidence of his lips against hers ignited her senses with a jolt. She felt things to a degree she had never felt before now. His rugged scent overwhelmed her in the most delicious way, and she was able to hear a slight growl rumble deep inside him. His touch, the way he caressed her arm, was so intense that she felt as if she were naked, and she could not imagine its intensity if she actually was naked. Her heightened senses urged her to explore, respond, enjoy, and she did, losing herself in the kiss and his touch.
Sanity returned to her, though it was more panic, when she felt him rock-hard against her and she realized she was lying flat on her back on the couch with him on top of her. She tore her mouth away from his, panting too hard to speak, and she was grateful he moved off her and that he eased her up to sit.
“Forgive me, Olivia, and rest assured, I would never do anything without your permission.”
Something clicked inside Olivia. A male wolf only had sex with a female wolf if she granted him permission. If she showed any resistance at all, he backed away, and if she completely denied him, it let him know she was not the least interested, and the male wolf did not make another attempt.
“It isn’t that I don’t enjoy your kisses,” she said, finding her voice though wondering over her response.
“I’m too eager and you’re too confused,” he said with a soft smile that was meant to ease her, and it did.
“That about explains it,” she admitted.
He reached out and captured a strand of her hair that had escaped the clip that had fallen loose from their brief escapade, and he caressed it between his fingers. “Understand the wolf, Olivia, and you will understand me and come to realize so much more.”