Diablo Lake: Protected by Lauren Dane

Author:Lauren Dane [Dane, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-01-22T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Aimee knew it had snowed overnight before she even opened her eyes. Delight sent her to her knees to peer through the window to confirm that.

“It snowed!” she said as she shook Mac awake and went back to the view.

He looked really good in her bed, all sleep tousled and warm.

“Oops,” she said, tipping her chin at him.

He looked down at his chest to see the love bite she’d left there. But instead of annoyance or embarrassment, he turned a look her way that made her nearly buckle.

“Never apologize for marking me. That it’s still on my skin all these hours after you gave it to me is an interesting thing, isn’t it?”

She turned from her perch at the window and didn’t deny anything. “You guys don’t mate though.”

He rolled his eyes. “Sugar, we imprint. And I am most assuredly imprinted on you. That you could leave a mark that’s lasted this long says you picked me right back.”

Aimee crossed her arms over her chest. “Imprinting is like what then? I mean, I know Katie Faith and Jace are imprinted and bonded by marriage and pack magic and stuff.” She put her hands over her mouth, eyes going wide with horror. “Please forget I said all that.”

“Why? It’s not a secret. I was at one of their wedding ceremonies and the other with the pack was similar to one we do in our pack.” Mac stretched, reaching his arms above his head, arching. His muscles rippled—she really did think that would never get old—as he did and he groaned.

How on earth did she merit this delicious bit of maleness?

One of her favorite things about being in love with a werewolf was all the stretching they did. And groaning. And fucking. Damn he really loved sex. And thank the lord above because she did too. And sex with him was mind-boggling. He made her come so hard she frequently tingled a good ten minutes later. It was raw and vulnerable and sometimes she felt so exposed it was difficult not to panic a little.

But he didn’t get panicked at all. He just seemed to always know exactly what he wanted. So. Totally. Sexy.

He didn’t need to be taken care of. He respected her abilities to handle her business. And yes, he did get pushy sometimes, a thing werewolves did that she wasn’t as enamored of as she was the rippling muscles.

Quick as lightning, he had her grabbed and hauled back into bed as she laughed, dizzy with love and snow on Christmas Eve.

Snow!

It was snowing at Christmas, which was her favorite. Aimee loved the smell of snow, so crisp and sweet. Loved the way it made everything sound and look different because it reflected the light the way it did.

“Dude, it snowed.”

He grinned down at her. “We’re already ping-ponging through topics? You only just poked me awake a few minutes ago.”

“I know. It’s the snow though. I love snow. I really do.”

Mac leaned down to brush a kiss over her mouth.

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