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And then there are the assassins who can jump from three stories up and still be able to run away…
Kristof has no intention of giving in to his inner wolf and claiming Trudy. She’s human. Too fragile to withstand being a shifter’s mate. But the need to protect her is stronger than his resolve, and his desire is more powerful yet. He’ll fight with everything he has to keep her safe, both from those who would hurt her, and from himself.
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Her body pressed up against smooth hard muscle.
She cuddled in closer and snaked her arm across a hairy chest. A low grumble reverberated across her arm, making her want to melt into the back that was so muscular and tight.
Unashamed, she did.
Her nipples, sensitive to the touch, became hardened and erect. Moaning, she grew closer still. So close that her breasts flattened against him. She thought she felt a hitch in the otherwise slow and rhythmic breathing. But as fast as it had come, it disappeared.
Kristof’s body was warm and inviting. She ran a lazy finger across his nipple and circled the small bud. This time, the breath hitch was noticeable.
Her fingers made a trail down a rippled abdomen to the small indent of his belly button, where she found a hairy path. She followed that happy trail to a hairy patch and let her fingers run through the coarse tangles.
His once controlled breathing became so much less now. Labored and erratic was how she would describe it.
She placed soft kisses on his back, one after the other, until her kisses became wet with just the thought of kissing him in another place. Oh, and how she would kiss him there. Kiss, lick and suck was more like it. Her breathing increased and strained. Blood rushed to her core, causing her nether lips to swell in anticipation.
Groaning, she wrapped her hand around the base of his cock. So thick.
His strong hand grabbed at hers, stilling it before she could explore any further. “No.”
Wetness pooled between her legs. “Please,” she begged.
She’d never begged to get laid in her life. But the thought of caressing his hardened shaft and having him inside of her made her throw any ounce of pride she had left to the side. She wanted him—every hard inch.
“Tru, you’re fragile. I might hurt you,” he strained to say.
“I want you.” Her grasp tightened around his thick cock. “I want this.” Moaning, he loosened his grip on her hand, but kept it covering hers. She took that as an opportunity to feel his glorious length. She bit her lip as she stroked up and down, feeling the thick vein that pulsated under her hand.
“Oh, god,” he ground out.
Every nerve in her body felt alive with lust. She wanted him so bad. She began to grind unabashedly against his back.
“I won’t be able to hold back.” His voice was so deep, so feral, so erotic.
She nipped his arm. “Don’t.”
About the Author:A. M. Griffin is a wife who rarely cooks, mother of three, dog owner (and sometimes dog owned), a daughter, sister, aunt and friend. She’s a hard worker whose two favorite outlets are reading and writing. She enjoys reading everything from mystery novels to historical romances and of course fantasy romance. She is a believer in the unbelievable, open to all possibilities from mermaids in our oceans and seas, angels in the skies and intelligent life forms in distant galaxies.
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