She owns his heart...the beast rules his soul.
Derek Rudliff was an ordinary man...or so he thought. The Were king tasted the legendary warrior blood coursing through Derek's veins. Spared a brutal death, Derek's reward as the future Were king is to spend eternity with his beloved mortal wife, but he must kill her and wait for her rebirth three hundred years later. Her intoxicating scent leads him on a quest to find her, but what Derek discovers is not what he had expected. His beloved is now Erin Richland, a fiery, emerald-eyed beauty with a mind of her own, and she's far from the docile woman he remembers from centuries ago.
Erin Richland is no easy prey.
Drawn to the mysterious stranger, Erin finds Derek's attempts at seducing her are impossible to deny, but terrifying, haunting images of her forgotten past begin to resurface. Determined to get the coveted exclusive interview that could launch her career, Erin struggles between her attraction for Derek and getting to the bottom of the gruesome maulings and murders plaguing the young city of Everett, Washington. As much as she's lured to Derek, she equally fears him, for she senses he is somehow connected to her terrifying dreams and imaginings.
Together, Derek and Erin must battle the dark forces of evil determined to pull them apart. Only then, can the two lovers find their way back to each other for all eternity.
Be Warned: anal sex
Derek took a step forward, gazing into her eyes with an intensity she'd never seen before. Invisible inches stood between them, yet an imperceptible force gathered in the middle. Heat radiated from his body, like liquid fingers penetrating her clothing, finding its way to her plush core.
He squeezed her hand. “Woman, I want you so bad I can taste you.”
His words melted any remaining resolve left within her. There was nothing in the world she wanted more than to make love with Derek.
He clutched her by the neck and drew her close. “You are mine, do you hear me?”
Erin's breath shuddered within her chest. “I … I do,” she whispered.
Deftly, he lifted her into his arms and laid her on the silky bedding. “Mine,” he repeated.
Standing beside the bed, he towered above her and slowly unbuttoned his vest, his gaze locked upon hers. He draped the garment over the velvet bedroom chair. Following his lead, she began unbuttoning the front of her dress.
“No. Allow me the pleasure of undressing you,” he said, his voice growing deeper with each measured word.
He removed his cotton shirt, revealing a pale, broad chest matted with darker hair. Carnal hunger burned inside her, the yearning growing fierce, like the awakening of a sleeping demon.
Her breasts throbbed, the corset binding and pinching with each inadvertent gasp.
He sat beside her on the bed and cupped her chin, angling her face upward toward his approaching lips. He kissed her tenderly, gently coaxing her mouth open with the tip of his tongue as his hand found way to the long row of satin-covered buttons running the length of her dress.
With the release of each button, a warm finger trailed along the sensitive skin between her breasts. The blast of cooler air instantly made her nipples strain beneath the binding undergarments.
Slowly, he moved to the bottom of the bed and removed her shoes, followed by each stocking, his fingers snaking along the curves of her calves.
Silently, she cursed the pinching corset squeezing her breath. She reached for her stays, but his hand was instantly on hers, and she heard the breath catch deep within his throat.
He leaned over her. “No.” He licked his bottom lip. “I will do it.”
Derek slid the dress from her shoulders and gently pulled it down and over her bare feet. Moisture beaded across her neck and chest, and the sensitive space between her thighs slickened. He touched her in such an acquainted way she fought the urge to shudder with each glide of his warm hands across her sensitive skin.
He stood and draped her dress over his discarded garments on the chair. Looming over her near-naked body like an effigy, he said, “Stand.”
The demanding tone of his deep voice made her instantly feel vulnerable. Instinctively, she covered her chest with splayed hands. “What?”
A single eyebrow rose above his smoldering gaze. “Stand so that I may undress you entirely.”