SYNOPSIS
Release Date: 22 November 2014
For veterinarian Cora Welch, being bitten by a young injured wolf wasn’t the best day of her life, nor the raging fever that followed. However, finding herself faced with a naked man proved even more than she had ever bargained for.Zayn couldn’t believe what his inner wolf was telling him when he first saw the human doctor Cora, standing in nothing but a towel. The last thing he wanted was a mate, especially an accidental one. And at a time when danger seemed to be coming at the Mystic Pack from an unknown source, it just wasn’t in his plans.
All he had to do was get Cora through the fever, keep her safe from the other pack, and keep his fangs to himself. But nobody told him he’d have to fight a mating urge so strong within himself, that it was a losing battle. Now, he has to explain to Cora that he accidentally marked her for a second time, making her just like him.
Cora knew something was not right in her world the moment she wanted to climb her rescuer like a tree. Hearing Zayn tell her she was now a werewolf, like him and his pack, she realized she now had a home. If her new mate still wanted her after he heard about her family, Cora knew she’d be happy to be an accidental wolf.
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Excerpt
No stranger to touching herself, Cora needed relief. For every
beat of her heart, she felt an echo between her legs. She sucked two fingers
into her mouth and swirled her tongue around each digit before reaching under
her lace briefs. Her body jerked as she unerringly touched her swollen clit.
“Oh, yes,” she whispered.
Trailing her fingers down farther, she gathered more of her own
juices and rubbed in small circles, not wanting to come too quick.
A male groan shattered the otherwise silent room. Cora stilled
her fingers, and her head turned toward the hallway leading to the bedrooms.
Standing in a pair of loose sweats was Zayn. His eyes seemed to glow from the
moonlight shining through the huge picture window, but his gaze didn’t meet
hers. No, they were focused on where her fingers were.
Instead of being embarrassed, she decided to give him a show.
With her free hand, she pushed the lacy fabric down, exposing what she was
doing to his rapt attention. She used one hand to open herself up, showing him
how wet she was, then retraced her fingers to her opening, plunging two fingers
into her pussy. She couldn’t hold back the cry from how good it felt to be
filled by anything, even her own fingers. Her eyes slid closed, unable to watch
to see if he enjoyed the show. She pumped in and out with one hand, using the
heel to rub her clit.
“Fuck,” she panted. She was on the edge of orgasm when her hand
was removed to be replaced by Zayn’s tongue.
“What are you doing?” Cora asked, near the edge.
“You taste so good.”
Even though he didn’t answer, she didn’t care. She wanted to
come. God, when was the last time she needed to come this badly? She ran her
hand through his hair, amazed at how soft it was. “Don’t stop, please, don’t
stop.”
A rumble was her answer, and then he pressed two of his fingers
into her. She forgot all about his hair or hers. She was all about sensation.
She screamed as she came harder than she’d ever come in her life, but it wasn’t
enough. She wanted, no, she needed, more than his fingers filling her.
“Zayn, I need you. Please, please, don’t leave me. I’m begging
you to fuck me. Now.”
In the bright light of the day, she knew she was going to kick
her own ass for the whining and begging, but at that moment she didn’t care.
Her body was like a living flame, ready to burst into a million pieces if he
didn’t fuck her.
“You don’t know what you’re asking. It’s just the fever. Here,
let me take care of you.”
When Zayn rubbed his fingers on her oversensitive clit, Cora
tried to pull away. With strength that shocked her, she flipped their
positions, sitting astride Zayn with only a thin pair of sweats separating
their bodies.
She grabbed the hem of her tank and jerked it above her head,
loving the way his blue eyes riveted to her breasts. Her nipples had always
been sensitive to the touch, but with his gaze tracking her fingers as she
pinched them into tighter points, they became hard peaks. She ground her wet
core against his extremely hard erection, an erection that would’ve scared her
if she was in her right mind, but she was hornier than she’d ever been.
“If you don’t want to take care of me, then I will just go out
and find me another man who wants me, Zayn.” With each word she rubbed up and
down his shaft.
He growled and reversed their positions so fast her head swam.
“Mine,” he growled.
The deep rumble had her pussy quivering in need. The impatient way
he shoved his sweats down and kicked them off had excitement flooding her
system. The vision of a naked and erect Zayn made Cora wetter, if that was even
possible. She spread her legs wider in a display of wanton need. “Then take me,
Zayn.”
She wasn’t sure what she’d expected. Being flipped on her
stomach and onto her hands and knees wasn’t it. Again, she didn’t care as long
as he filled her.
The sound of foil ripping open almost made her whimper at the
loss. She wanted to have his seed bathing her insides and shook her head.
“Are you changing your mind?”
Cora looked over her shoulder. “What? No, hurry for the love of
God.”
With that, Zayn wasted no time, and for that Cora was pleased.
If she had more time to think on her irrational thoughts, she wasn’t sure she’d
have wanted to continue. Of course that was before he began.
Zayn surged into her in one thrust, filling her to the point of
pain.
“Damn, you’re so fucking tight. Don’t move.”
That was a truly laughable thing for him to say. Cora felt like
someone had shoved a two by ten into her. She literally froze, hoping he’d back
out slowly without ripping her in half. Her arms shook from the strain of
holding herself up. How long would it take for him to go soft and get out?
“I’m sorry I hurt you. Just hold still. Your body will adjust,”
he grunted.
“You’re not the one with a fucking baseball bat shoved up your
hoo-ha.”
Zayn laughed. “Relax, baby. I promise to make you feel good.” He
reached between their bodies and touched Cora’s clit, but she jerked away. “Don’t
do that, honey.”
The endearment made Cora feel special and eased some of her
tension even though she knew it was silly.
“That’s it.” Zayn strummed her clit.
My Opinion 4 STARS**My thanks to the author for providing me with a free copy for an honest review**
This is the start of a good series, however my only real negative is that the book was too short.
Cora and Zayn are destined mates and therefore at the sight of each other fall into insta-lust, even though Cora is technically running a fever and is ill due to the fact a werewolf cub has bitten her.
The book moves very quickly and although Zayn resists a little at first with the connection between them, Cora's persistence very quickly pays off.
We have both the good guys and the bad guys in the book and Cora soon finds herself in a spot of trouble, where Zayn and his brother along with the pack help her out.
This book does not end on a cliff hanger, but you do get the idea of who the next book is going to be about.
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