Chance on Love (Kagan Wolves) by Nancy Corrigan

Chance on Love (Kagan Wolves) by Nancy Corrigan

Author:Nancy Corrigan [Corrigan, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: werewolf, love, Paranormal, spirit wolf, moon, free read, wolf shifter, full moon, shifters, Samhain, Kagan Wolves, passion, freebie, chance, mates, Romance, werewolves, gods, free short story, Nancy Corrigan
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2016-02-22T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter Five

The female’s scent drew Sean closer. Every step from the kitchen to the office where she waited tightened his body and quickened his pulse. He wanted to get drunk on her. Spread her legs and feast. Fuck her until she was begging for release.

Make her mine.

He shook his head to clear it of the crazy thought. It didn’t help. The possessiveness hadn’t lessened, no matter how many times he reminded himself he needed to keep it in check.

“Are you going to stand there all night or are you going to”—she grinned—“come over here and see to my needs?”

Damn, he loved her assertiveness. He glanced at where she stood near the fireplace. She was tall for a human but average for a female shifter, and the perfect height for him. He could rest his chin on the top of her head and feel her heated breath on his chest. Needing to hold her exactly that way, he placed the items he’d collected on the nearby desk before facing her.

He slipped an arm around her waist and drew her against him. With his cheek pillowed on her silky hair, he asked, “Do you have many?”

“Yes, but I’m confident you’ll be able to satisfy me.”

So was he. First, he had to tend to her cuts. He released her, then reached for the bandages.

“I don’t need anything on them.” She twisted her arm, exposing the thin red line. “It’s not even bleeding anymore.”

“I know.” He gently lifted her arm and swabbed an alcohol wipe over her skin. She was right. It wasn’t necessary. It didn’t stop his desire to tend to her, though. He didn’t quite understand why but wouldn’t fight it. What harm did it do to treat her as if she were precious to him? “But you got hurt because of me. It’ll make me feel better if I’ve at least inspected your cuts.”

She swallowed hard. “Okay.”

Her breathless word made him smile. He finished cleaning the scratch, then dropped to his knees. He focused on her outer thigh to avoid getting the distracted by her body. It proved harder than he anticipated. The scent of her arousal was strong, and breathing in the evidence of her desire left him light-headed and eager.

He laid a hand on her hip to steady himself, then went to work wiping the dried blood from her skin. Much like the one on her arm, the scratch had healed, a bonus of shifter genetics. Although not immortal, they lived hundreds of years compared to the few decades humans did. He swept the square piece of cotton over the pink line once more, then tossed it aside.

He tipped his head back. “Any more?”

Her dilated eyes locked on to his. She shook her head. “No. That’s it.”

“Good.”

He turned his attention to the female in his arms. No hair covered her sex. He leaned closer and inhaled, needing to drug himself on her scent. Deep breaths satisfied the craving but made his mouth water. He moved his hands to her ass and held her steady while he licked her.



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