Wolf Creek Ghosts (Texas Pack 3) (Wolf Creek Werewolf Shifters) by Jo Ellen Page B

groggy as she pushed against the weight on her stomach.
    Wait a minute. Turning her head, she could see silky, dark brown hair on the pillow next to hers. Devlin was lying on his stomach with his arm pinning her down.
    Olivia gingerly lowered her arm from above her head and rolled to her side, resting her arm along her body. She grimaced as she waited for the tingles in her arm to abate.
    Staring at the brown strands, she gently lifted her hand and brushed his hair out of his face. Vibrant green eyes stared back at her. “You’re awake.” She grinned while making the obvious statement.
    Pushing up on her good elbow, she leaned forward and nipped at his lips. “Good morning,” she whispered.
    Devlin could not believe she was smiling and not screaming at him to get out of her bed. He pushed himself up and gently rolled her to her back before making sure her injured arm was tucked down by her side. Placing his palm on her forehead, he tried to determine whether or not she had a fever.
    “What are you doing?” Olivia reached up and pushed his hand away.
    “Taking your temperature,” he replied while studying her face.
    Olivia’s lips quirked slightly. “And what’s the verdict doctor? Will I live?”
    Devlin could not figure her out. She was different this morning. Crap, he groaned to himself, she still had drugs in her system. He sighed and gently ran his knuckles down her cheek. “You’ll live a very long time if I have any say. How are you feelin’ this morning?”
    “I’m good, but I’d be better if you’d make love to me.” She watched him close his eyes and clench his teeth together. Interesting.
    Devlin flopped down on his back, wishing he could take advantage of this moment.
    “Devlin?”
    He opened his eyes to see her peering down at him in confusion. “Love, I can’t.” He could see the hurt in her face before she turned away to throw her legs over the side of the bed. He moved fast and placed his legs around the outside of hers, sitting on the edge of the bed with her. Putting his arms around her middle with his chin resting on her good shoulder, he tightened his arms when she tried to rise.
    “Olivia, you’re taking some powerful meds, and I think it’s the drugs speaking. They’ve loosened you up. You had morphine yesterday and codeine last night. As much as I’d love to make you my mate, I couldn’t stand it if you felt like I’d trapped you. But, as soon as this drug is out of your system, you’re mine.” Running his cheek up against hers, he smiled. “When I claim you, I don’t want anything in you but me.”
    Olivia jammed her elbow into his stomach and heard an oomph as his breath whooshed out of his lungs. Pulling free, she strode to the bathroom and turned in the doorway. “You blew your chance wolfie. Now I’m gonna’ make you beg.” She grinned evilly.
    “Shit, shit, shit!” Devlin cursed as he stomped from her room. Arriving in kitchen, he saw Lisa and Melanie having coffee.
    “Whoa. Who put the burr under your saddle? Oh, I understand, never mind.” Lisa winked knowingly at Melanie. “Mate trouble.” She nodded her head wisely.
    Devlin poured himself a cup and sat between the women. “Welcome back Melanie, is Ian around?”
    “Wow, baby bro, you said that and barely opened your mouth. You could be a ventriloquist.” Melanie’s grin widened as Devlin stared at her, resigned. She reached around and hugged him before whispering, “You can’t kill or maim me bro, you may need me.”
    Devlin snorted, “No, but I can maim your mate.”
    Ian walked in, and his eyebrows rose in question. “I know I didn’t hear you threaten me because our parents didn’t raise us stupid. Need to work out a little aggression baby bro?”
    That was just what he needed, Devlin decided. He nodded at his brother. “Let’s go for a run.”
    Melanie waited for the guys to leave before speaking. “So, do we like her?”
    Lisa laughed, “Yes, we do, but I’m not saying anything