The Wallflower: Halle Puma 1 by Dana Marie Bell

Author:Dana Marie Bell
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Weres
ISBN: 1599989182
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2008-04-14T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Max woke with the most incredible feeling of well-being he’d ever experienced in his life. Emma was curled up against him, his arms around her protectively as she slept. Her luscious backside was nestled firmly against his morning erection, a situation Max totally approved of. Her scent was all over him, as his was all over her. His hips bucked forward involuntarily and he moaned as her hot, slick flesh stroked the head of his penis. God, he hoped she liked morning sex. And afternoon sex. And evening sex…

“Morning, Max.” Her voice was amused, rough from sleep and sexy as hell.

“For the love of God, please tell me you aren’t sore,” he whispered, practically begging.

Emma leaned up on one elbow, twisting around to stare at him. She wound up partially on her stomach, and Max’s eyes immediately zeroed in on that incredible ass of hers. “Not much, but honestly, other…issues…need to be taken care of first.” She blushed slightly.

Max looked at her uncomfortable face and grinned. “Bathroom’s that way.”

She was up and out of the bed before he’d finished pointing, sprinting naked across the room. Max leaned back and enjoyed the brief view he was given before the bathroom door shut behind her. He snickered when he heard her sigh of relief. He was grinning as he climbed out of bed and snagged his jeans.

“You want coffee?” he yelled through the bathroom door just as she flushed.

She opened the door, peeking around the edge. “You have tea?”

He thought for a moment, frowning, running a mental inventory of what his mother may have left behind on her last visit. “I have Darjeeling, Earl Grey and Spiced Chai.”

“Spiced Chai, sweet, with cream?”

“Coming right up. Borrow my toothbrush; we’ll pick up your stuff from your apartment later today.” He ignored her sudden frown and walked out of the room. He slipped his jeans on once he was in the hall and made his way to the kitchen. He whistled cheerfully as he began making her tea and his coffee, setting both machines to working as he contemplated what to make his prickly little mate for breakfast. He pulled out the eggs, knowing he could at least make scrambled eggs and toast without looking like a total idiot in the kitchen.

“You owe me a shirt, Lion-O.”

He turned, his cock hardening as he saw his shirt on her. It practically swallowed her whole, and she looked damn fine in it. It didn’t hurt that she wasn’t wearing anything beneath it. Her tousled hair and kiss-swollen lips completed the just-fucked look.

Then he looked into her eyes and nearly dropped the eggs.

Her eyes gleamed gold, full of heat and passion. He felt his own flare in response, his gaze raking her from head to toe as he prowled towards her, the eggs left behind on the counter. “Emma,” he purred, wrapping his hands around her waist.

“Hmm?” She stroked his chest with her small hands, fingers tangling in the hairs on his chest.

He leaned down and lapped at his mark, groaning when she bared her throat.

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