Lure of the Tiger (Aloha Shifters: Jewels of the Heart Book 4) by Anna Lowe

Author:Anna Lowe [Lowe, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Paranormal suspense, Paranormal Romance, Werewolf and Shapeshifter, Alpha Hero, Paranormal Suspense, Billionaire romance, Military romance
Publisher: Twin Moon Press
Published: 2017-09-06T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Wolves howled their emotions. Dragons spat fire. Bears chuffed.

Cruz’s inner tiger roared and pranced in delight.

All right, already, he muttered, tightening his knuckles around the steering wheel.

It was hard enough to keep the car on the road with the rain, a raging hard-on, and the soft play of Jody’s hands over his thigh. To have a tiger roaring in his head at the same time — really roaring, wanting to announce his joy to every living beast across hundreds of miles and remind them who was boss — well, that just made it harder to steer a straight line.

The rain had settled into a steady shower, and the slice of blue in the sky was down to a narrow band far out on the horizon, over past Lanai. That wouldn’t last long, though — not with the storm chasing the sunshine away.

“Gonna last a while,” he murmured, worried that an awkward silence might settle between them.

Of course, he was with Jody, and there was nothing awkward or silent about her.

“The good thing about ridiculously expensive sports cars,” she said as casually as if discussing the weather, “is that they can rush you from one side of a tropical island paradise to the other — fast.”

“Not fast enough.”

Jody nodded in agreement and tapped her foot impatiently. She slid her hand over his on the gearshift, and that felt nice. Really nice.

“Not too cold?” he asked. They had the air conditioning on to counter the condensation on the windshield, but even sitting there shirtless, he was still plenty warm inside.

Jody fanned herself with her hand. “Hot. Way too hot.”

Which only ratcheted up his core temperature another few degrees.

He clenched his left hand around the steering wheel and subtly adjusted his pants. Every car on the road had slowed to a snail’s pace in the rain, and he wanted to cuss out each and every one. If he didn’t get home soon, he’d end up stopping at a motel just to avoid dying from lust.

But he didn’t want a motel. He didn’t want to screw Jody in the car. He wanted to lay her out on his bed and make slow, sweet love to her there. Or maybe hot, hard sex. Whichever. And as for her being human — well, he couldn’t bring himself to care anymore. She was an exception, a one of a kind.

Jody sat with her eyes closed and a wicked look on her face that said she was imagining all the things he’d do to her — or what she’d do to him — the second they got home.

Home, his tiger murmured. Home is wherever she is.

Yeah, well, the bed was at Koa Point. He sped up, overtaking another car, then slowed behind a truck. This drive was going to kill him.

I wonder what she’s thinking, his tiger said.

Slowly, tentatively, he reached out with his mind. Closely bonded shifters could read each other’s thoughts, and destined mates could, too. Not that Cruz wanted to examine that possibility too closely — not in the state he was in.

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