her veins that his tongue was stoking.
Then it was time. She pulled him up by his hair.
He left a wet trail of sorrowful kisses up her belly and between her breasts, as though he would have liked to take his time.
She hoisted herself onto the counter in one smooth motion and wrapped her legs around his narrow waist possessively. He was radiating delicious warmth. She nuzzled his chest and neck, then looked into his eyes.
He gazed at her in open adoration.
She pulled him closer with her legs.
His expression darkened with lust as he dropped his boxers to the kitchen floor.
She closed her eyes in assent and he pressed himself into her slowly.
Every time they joined, her power expanded. By the time they finished she felt she would be able to see the stars in the daytime sky.
Spent, they collapsed on the kitchen floor. Her head rested on Erik’s massive chest. He stroked her hair with his warm hands. They were sated - for now at least.
The smoky smell of the meat roused Ainsley. She leapt to her feet and Erik slipped on his shorts and scrambled back to the stove.
The pan clattered against the counter top. Ainsley admired the rippling muscles in Erik’s back as he reached up for a cutting board and slid the meat onto it. He cracked a dozen eggs into the pan and set it back on the burner.
Then he turned and brought the cutting board to the counter in front of her. He salted the steak generously then slipped a knife deftly through it, creating small, juicy squares.
Ainsley’s stomach knotted on itself in hunger.
He smiled at her and tossed a bite to her.
She snatched it out of the air with her teeth.
The flavor burst against her tongue. She tasted the salt, the seasoned tang of the cast iron pan, the charred exterior, and the sweet juicy strings inside. She thought immediately of her rabbit.
“Soon I’ll teach you to hunt,” Erik said, as though he were reading her thoughts.
Ainsley started to wrinkle her nose in disgust, but it actually sounded awesome. She imagined tearing apart the rabbit in her strong wolfy teeth, letting the hot blood pulse down her throat.
It made her think of Clive and his bloody steak.
For the first time she thought about the implications of being the alpha.
“What are we going to do now…about me?”
“I called MacGregor while you were sleeping. Everyone knows. The whole town is buzzing.”
As he said it, Ainsley knew that it was so. When she let her guard down she could feel the teeming energy of her pack.
“Has there ever been a female alpha before?”
“Mac says it’s rare but not unheard of. It’s never happened in Tarker’s Mills before.”
“Will they follow me?”
“They have to, you’re the alpha.”
“What if they don’t want to?” She was thinking of Clive, of course.
“If a wolf doesn’t want to follow an alpha he can leave the pack as an outcast. Or…”
“Or what?”
“Or challenge the alpha for control.”
“Would Clive do that?”
There was a pause while Erik considered.
“I don’t know anymore, a lot has changed,” he said at length.
“What if he does?”
“Then you would have to face him. Alone.”
Ainsley’s stomach clenched. A vision entered her head of Clive Warren’s handsome face and fearsome body, poised to shift and destroy her.
CHAPTER 2
E rik let Ainsley consider it for a moment.
It was natural that she might be frightened at the prospect of fighting Clive for her pack. She had only spent a few hours as a wolf. But he had a feeling that if last night and today were any indication she was going to be an incredibly powerful alpha.
He stretched and flexed his sore muscles. Even his wolf healing couldn’t keep up with Ainsley’s mating drive. She was insatiable. And his desire for her was all consuming. Even now, he had to wrench his thoughts away from the thrilling scent of her sex that was all over his hands and mouth.
He dumped the steak into the eggs and whipped the whole thing into an omelet. She would be
Then it was time. She pulled him up by his hair.
He left a wet trail of sorrowful kisses up her belly and between her breasts, as though he would have liked to take his time.
She hoisted herself onto the counter in one smooth motion and wrapped her legs around his narrow waist possessively. He was radiating delicious warmth. She nuzzled his chest and neck, then looked into his eyes.
He gazed at her in open adoration.
She pulled him closer with her legs.
His expression darkened with lust as he dropped his boxers to the kitchen floor.
She closed her eyes in assent and he pressed himself into her slowly.
Every time they joined, her power expanded. By the time they finished she felt she would be able to see the stars in the daytime sky.
Spent, they collapsed on the kitchen floor. Her head rested on Erik’s massive chest. He stroked her hair with his warm hands. They were sated - for now at least.
The smoky smell of the meat roused Ainsley. She leapt to her feet and Erik slipped on his shorts and scrambled back to the stove.
The pan clattered against the counter top. Ainsley admired the rippling muscles in Erik’s back as he reached up for a cutting board and slid the meat onto it. He cracked a dozen eggs into the pan and set it back on the burner.
Then he turned and brought the cutting board to the counter in front of her. He salted the steak generously then slipped a knife deftly through it, creating small, juicy squares.
Ainsley’s stomach knotted on itself in hunger.
He smiled at her and tossed a bite to her.
She snatched it out of the air with her teeth.
The flavor burst against her tongue. She tasted the salt, the seasoned tang of the cast iron pan, the charred exterior, and the sweet juicy strings inside. She thought immediately of her rabbit.
“Soon I’ll teach you to hunt,” Erik said, as though he were reading her thoughts.
Ainsley started to wrinkle her nose in disgust, but it actually sounded awesome. She imagined tearing apart the rabbit in her strong wolfy teeth, letting the hot blood pulse down her throat.
It made her think of Clive and his bloody steak.
For the first time she thought about the implications of being the alpha.
“What are we going to do now…about me?”
“I called MacGregor while you were sleeping. Everyone knows. The whole town is buzzing.”
As he said it, Ainsley knew that it was so. When she let her guard down she could feel the teeming energy of her pack.
“Has there ever been a female alpha before?”
“Mac says it’s rare but not unheard of. It’s never happened in Tarker’s Mills before.”
“Will they follow me?”
“They have to, you’re the alpha.”
“What if they don’t want to?” She was thinking of Clive, of course.
“If a wolf doesn’t want to follow an alpha he can leave the pack as an outcast. Or…”
“Or what?”
“Or challenge the alpha for control.”
“Would Clive do that?”
There was a pause while Erik considered.
“I don’t know anymore, a lot has changed,” he said at length.
“What if he does?”
“Then you would have to face him. Alone.”
Ainsley’s stomach clenched. A vision entered her head of Clive Warren’s handsome face and fearsome body, poised to shift and destroy her.
CHAPTER 2
E rik let Ainsley consider it for a moment.
It was natural that she might be frightened at the prospect of fighting Clive for her pack. She had only spent a few hours as a wolf. But he had a feeling that if last night and today were any indication she was going to be an incredibly powerful alpha.
He stretched and flexed his sore muscles. Even his wolf healing couldn’t keep up with Ainsley’s mating drive. She was insatiable. And his desire for her was all consuming. Even now, he had to wrench his thoughts away from the thrilling scent of her sex that was all over his hands and mouth.
He dumped the steak into the eggs and whipped the whole thing into an omelet. She would be
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