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A Wicked Wolf
BY
Brenda Williamson
EXCERPT
For minutes, he lavished her with kisses. His mouth moved firmer against hers, and his body rubbed hers faster, more insistently. When he stopped, she dared to open her eyes.
He was looking up. She did too.
From the open crossbeams, dried herbs dangled from tied silk ribbons. He let go of her wrist and reached up. She should have lowered her arm, but to move meant to chance breaking the spell.
She watched him tug one ribbon, untying a cluster that fell to the floor. The clean scent of lavender burst from the bouquet. She stared at the other bundles. Had he collected them? They couldn’t be for cooking since his refrigerator was bare.
When J.R. looped and tied the ribbon around her wrist, he jerked her thoughts from the idyllic illusion of everything going smoothly in her business acquisition and her sexual encounter.
“What are you doing?” Her words rattled free.
With the yellow silk strip snug, he drew her arm to the side and fastened the opposite end to the cabinet door knob. As much as she enjoyed aggressively passionate sex in all positions, she’d never been into real bondage.
“I’m not sure I like being restrained.” She tipped her head back and watched him retrieve another ribbon.
“You will.” He tied a blue strip of silk to her free wrist and fastened it to another cabinet knob.
Now was the time to protest and fight the binds, or surrender. He leaned against her, sniffing at her neck, then licking it. She felt its throbbing vein pulsing rapidly against the stimulation. He had more control than she normally allowed a guy. He caressed her jaw with the back of his hand. Did she want him to stop? What would she give up?
His stare into her eyes suggested she’d miss out the hottest sex of her life. The smoldering lust was more than she could resist. There was no turning back—no buckling under to convention. His hypnotizing brown eyes had command over her, and she waited, a captive audience.
His gaze didn’t leave hers as he raised her shirt. She breathed harder, feeling the light touch of his hands running up her sides and over her breasts. He fingered her nipples, rolling them around with his thumbs. They stiffened and ached from the repeated pawing. Then he stopped and stroked her sides. Intense warmth spread, prickling her skin. Goosebumps dotted her arms and shoulders.
His quiet intensity fascinated her. With one hand controlling her Tee shirt, his other took a more serious possession of her left breast. He turned his hand over and brushed his knuckles against the tip. Then grasping it between a finger and his thumb, he pinched it. The fiery sting zinged her to her core.
A moan escaped her.
She closed her eyes and tipped her head back.
“More,” she begged, loving the way the pleasurable pain jarred her nerves.
And yet he didn’t give her what she wanted. Instead, he took his hands away, and the soft cotton of the shirt she wore slid down over her inflamed nipples.
He raised his arm and his fingers neared her face. She sensed regret in his light touch to her jaw. Turning her cheek to his palm, she pleaded with him to continue. “Don’t stop.”
He looked at her strangely, as if what she asked was unusual and daring. His eyes were flickering with other colors, reflections from somewhere in the room kept her spellbound. There she hung, bound to the cabinet doors, and all she wanted to think about was could he make her want him more?
His other hand took a place on the opposite side of her neck. He petted lightly over her pulse, beating beneath the skin. The slow strokes lulled her senses, calming her all over. She closed her eyes, enjoying the caress that moved into a massage of her shoulders. It felt good, relaxing. And then he grabbed the Tee shirt's frayed collar and ripped it down the front, jerking her whole body forward.
Shocked out of her false tranquility, her lashes flew up as she gasped. Mild alarm made her tense as she bounced against the counter from J.R.’s jerking to tear the shirt completely open. Her heart rate quickened. She breathed heavier, stunned by his sudden aggression. A dark edginess fringed his expression as he looked hungrily at her breasts.
She glanced down at her nipples, ruby spiked points jutting in eagerness. J.R.’s long fingers folded around her swollen flesh. He lifted one breast higher then the other as if he weighed each to be sure he had the heavier, more deserving one.
He bent down and licked her taut nipple. She watched his tongue swish and cool the burning flesh. In a frenzy of ecstatic joy, she rolled her head from side to side against the cabinet with whispered moans for more. She arched, shoving her chest toward him. His bathing licks and suckling lips were the sweetest kind of torture. The coarseness of his tongue abraded her flesh, heating every sensitive nerve in her. The cut of his teeth when he nipped the tender tip of her breast came close to making her scream. His withdrawal left her unharmed. Then he did it all again. His mouth swung away sooner than she expected, faster than she wanted, and a frustrated whine slipped out of her. She wanted the moment to last forever.
His kisses journeyed along her collarbone and swept up the side of her neck. “You taste good.” His words whispered around her ear. “I want to devour every inch of you.”
“Yes.” She panted, encouraging him by repeating her total agreement. “Yes, every inch.”
He cupped her jaw and turned her head. His lips crept along. She twisted to catch his kiss on her mouth. Oddly, he avoided the place she desired to feel his tantalizing breath.
His hands left her body without warning. He pulled a red handkerchief from his back pocket and spun it several times folding it to a strip. She drew back as he lifted it to her eyes.
“Is that for me?” she asked, not sure how far she wanted to let him dominate her.
A wicked grin was his only answer.
This wasn’t a position she should be in with a stranger and she debated telling him. No, she didn’t want to play this game. The words stayed on the tip of her tongue as he leaned against her to tie the blindfold around her head. His hard body pressed hers, and she lost focus on her concerns. Her breasts flattened against him. She whimpered. Desire to have mind-blowing sex overpowered reason.
Then the blindfold went on. She wasn’t sure how to handle the unsettling mix of apprehension and anticipation, but she felt another burst of fear. He was a stranger and she was giving him total control.
Description: Real Estate agent Randi Brown works the rich crowd, selling high-priced homes. With her parents dead it’s up to her to financially support two teenage siblings and she wants to spread her wings by negotiating a billion dollar land deal. Only the landowner, a business mogul no one has seen in years isn’t interested in selling his mountain to a development corporation, and Randi sets out to change his mind any way possible, even if that means sleeping with the reclusive billionaire.
After two years, since his wife’s brutal murder, Nicholas "Nick" Wolfe prefers to mourn her than get involved in business. So he lives cut off from society on Wolfe Mountain. Through his attorney, he’s offered billions, but no one knows to what extent the value of the land is more than the inhabitants—the Lycans, human wolf-like animal shifters.
When Randi shows up on the mountain one rainy night, Nick tires to fight the desires of the wolf in him to take a mate. Unfortunately, nature has made it impossible to resist the animalistic urges strengthened by the influence of a full moon and the power of lust in this woman’s eyes. Can love know no bounds?
Randi has no idea of where this torrid affair can lead until she learns the gruesome details of a woman’s murder by a creature not quite human. Then she becomes the next target and she discovers how falling in love can lead to a fatal attack from a Lycan.
To My Readers: Do you want an alpha male, handsome dangerous and oozing sex appeal? Meet Rick Wolfe, a man with uncontrollable needs and the strong desires to want, please and be loyal to one woman for the rest of his life. And then meet Sharon Brown, the woman that finds an escape from life in the dangerous world of Lycans, never suspecting how her affair with Rick puts her in peril of ending up dead like his wife. Sex, Lies, and Love abound with a mystery worth solving.
ISBN:
9781603105590; 160310559X Adobe PDF 9781603105583; 1603105581 ePub 9781603105620; 160310562X HTML 9781603105606; 1603105603 MobiPocket 9781603105613; 1603105611 MS Reader
Review: A Wicked Wolf Author: Brenda Williamson ISBN: 9781603105590 Publisher: Red Sage Publishing Genre: Paranormal Format: E-Book
Randi Brown is on a mission she has to land this real estate deal and will do what it takes. When she finds herself stranded and a handsome man comes to her rescue all thoughts of business have just become thoughts of pleasure.
Nicholas Wolfe has no need to sell off his land it is the only place that the Lycan can be themselves. He has never had a need for a woman in his life since the death of his wife but, when real estate agent Randi shows up he hides his identity and his past to make her his.
When Randi discovers the truth about Nick and about who and want he is can she get past the lies and follow her heart. As the heat flares between Randi and Nick there is an enemy who wants to destroy all that they have become to each.
A WICKED WOLF is a definite keeper I could not stop until I reached the end and still wanted more. Nick is a true alpha and he will fight to keep what belongs to him but yet he also shows his moments of pain with the memories of his wife. Randi is a very determined woman who has a family to take care of and will do whatever she must to make ends meet. Brenda Williamson definitely has written a strong and romantic story.
Annette gives this book
Romance Book Review: A Wicked Wolf
Author: Brenda Williamson ISBN: 9781603105590 Genre: Erotic Paranormal/ Werewolf/ Shifter Publisher: Red Sage
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Well written rough, carnal and very erotic, this book is not for the faint of heart. This book is really one explosive sex scene after another until it ends with a big bang of action and suspense.
Randi is set to try to make the real estate transaction of her life. All she has to do is convince the recluse who lives on top of the mountain to sell of some of his property. Unfortunately on her way to try and convince the man, she runs into a few problems.
Nick is alone on his mountain for a reason, he doesn't want to spend anytime with anyone especially a female who wants to get him to sell his property. Randi couldn't have come at a worse time. Between the full moon and the fact that Randi is close to her heat his primitive nature isn't going to let him get away from her fast enough.
Despite his better judgement he takes her and hopes for the best, knowing that when she finally finds out exactly who and what he is, she won't be able to get off his mountain quick enough.
Description: Real Estate agent Randi Brown works the rich crowd, selling high-priced homes. With her parents dead it’s up to her to financially support two teenage siblings and she wants to spread her wings by negotiating a billion dollar land deal. Only the landowner, a business mogul no one has seen in years isn’t interested in selling his mountain to a development corporation, and Randi sets out to change his mind any way possible, even if that means sleeping with the reclusive billionaire.
After two years, since his wife’s brutal murder, Nicholas Wolfe prefers to mourn her than get involved in business. So he lives cut off from society on Wolfe Mountain. Through his attorney, he’s offered billions, but no one knows to what extent the value of the land is more than the inhabitants—the Lycans, human wolf-like animal shifters.
When Randi shows up on the mountain one rainy night, Nick tires to fight the desires of the wolf in him to take a mate. Unfortunately, nature has made it impossible to resist the animalistic urges strengthened by the influence of a full moon and the power of lust in this woman’s eyes. Can love know no bounds?
Randi has no idea of where this torrid affair can lead until she learns the gruesome details of a woman’s murder by a creature not quite human. Then she becomes the next target and she discovers how falling in love can lead to a fatal attack from a Lycan.
Randi is feeling the need to vent her sexual frustration when she drives up the lonely mountain road towards the hermit business owner who holds the key to her financial freedom and that of her teenage siblings she is supporting. When she slams her car into a ditch and meets the mysterious man who is the caretaker of the grounds, she is frustrated in more ways than one.
Nick Wolfe scents the desire on the woman and knows every other Lycan on his mountain can smell her, too. When her refusal to leave means he is taking her in for the night, it is a struggle against his very nature not to take her body, as it calls to him as mate.
Memories of his past rise up to swamp them both in the mystery of his wife’s brutal murder years before as well as his secret nature. Will they manage to get past what is between them and take what passion offers? Or will the murderer of his wife come back to haunt them both and hunt Randi?
Alpha male is an apt description of the powerful and magnetic Nick Wolfe. And the heroine, Randi, is no simpering female either, knowing exactly what she wants from Nick and ensuring that it is provided. A somewhat tenuous suspense, thrown in almost as an afterthought between raging bouts of passionate sex, could have been delivered more eloquently however altogether a pleasing erotic read.
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