Series: White Hot Christmas: Holiday Paws
Excerpt Rating (R)
Genre: Paranormal, Interracial, Holiday, Werewolves, BBW
ISBN: 978-1-60521-717-8
Novella:
Blurb:
After
dealing with the flu and missing her flight to spend the holidays with
her family, Nessa thought she'd be alone for Christmas. When her mate
Ben shows up at her door with the intention of giving her a holiday she
won't soon forget, she knows this Christmas will definitely be the best
yet.
Excerpt:
White Hot Christmas: Holiday Paws
Selena Illyria
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Copyright ©2011 Selena Illyria
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She was going to focus on them, and what it meant to be a mated couple.
First, they would connect physically and then talk. She felt they
needed to get the sex out the way before any progress could be made.
Talking wouldn't have any effect if they were both thinking about
fucking or satisfying the need that had started an hour or so ago when
Ben had shown up with cupcakes. They were a good start.
With a sigh, she dug a fork into the cupcake. “Perhaps it's time I
really show him that I'm committed to him, rather than the other way
around,” she said to no one.
Finishing her cupcake, she took her mug of hot chocolate into her. When
she entered she found it set up for romance; candles were lit and soft
music playing. She found him in the bathroom with the water running in
the shower.
“You shower and relax. I'll go get my bag.” Not waiting for answer, he left her alone.
With nothing else to do but follow his direction, she stripped and got
into the shower, allowing the water to run over her. She was thankful
she'd gotten her hair straightened so there wouldn't be a huge curly,
tangled mess, and it would be very easy to dry.
The thought of Ben pampering her by drying her hair, sent liquid warmth
through her belly. Ben always wanted to do things for her and pamper
her in any way she would let him. He was her mate after all. Ben should
be allowed to be involved in some of her more personal rituals and
intimate moments -- not all of them, but some.
The warm water sluiced over her body, chasing away some of the
alcoholic haze and clearing her thoughts. She could say, in all honesty,
that she appreciated him not taking advantage of her in her tipsy
state. Even though she was very willing, it meant a lot that he wanted
her in a clear state of mind when they did have sex again.
As she washed her body, ripples of heat slid along her skin. Desire
flared hot, raising goose bumps. Moaning, she cupped her breasts and
gave them a squeeze before moving to pinch and roll her thick nipples
between her fingers. Electric shocks shot straight to her pussy. Her
inner muscles quivered as the throbbing of her clit became more
demanding.
She didn't want to come by her own ministrations. Nessa wanted Ben's
hands her body and to feel him skin to skin. She wanted to feel the
glide of his cock against the cleft of her ass, teasing her with his
touch before he slid the shaft between her thighs to taunt the aching
bundle of her nerves and then sink into her needy sheath.
Moaning, she slipped a hand between her legs and flicked her clit. She
thrummed the bud over and over again, setting off sparks deep in her
vagina. Rocking back on her heels, she rested her bottom against the
wall and slid down the wall to sit in her tub.
Stroking and pinching her clit and massaging her breast, she brought
herself closer to the edge while tingles raced along her legs and up and
down her spine. Over and over again she brought herself to the edge but
kept pulled back. Nessa wanted to wait for Ben.
A small creak of the door hinge alerted her to her mate's arrival. A
frisson of heat sliced down her spine to hum in her pussy. Her stomach
muscles clenched as her heart pounded against her ribcage. Now she would
get what she wanted. She was in a fog of desire and a need to connect
with Ben physically.
Unmask Your Desires. Satiate your hungers.
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