The Wolf's Joy by Holley Trent

Author:Holley Trent
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crimson Romance
Published: 2017-10-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Ben was stunned that trick worked, and he was going to reap the reward for as long as she let him.

He calmed her tongue with his, assertively chasing back whatever silly objection she’d been about to spout over something he hadn’t even said.

She was like putty in his arms. Legs wobbling, balance shifting, fingers trying to dig into his jacket and hang on, but not managing to.

He was happy to hold her up. The animal part of him liked to believe he was doing something productive, and in his mind, there was nothing more productive than holding up a swooning lady—especially when he was the reason for the swooning.

“Surprised that worked,” he confessed, pulling back some and watching her blink rapidly.

“Huh?” Alex’s pupils were unmatched in size, her body veering off its axis.

The animal part of Ben relished her dazed state and that his magic finally had an effect on someone. And that’s what it was—magic. The same stuff that gave Wolves instinctive familiarity to the others in their packs. The same stuff that guided their intuition on which Wolves were more dominant and had to be obeyed, and which Wolves weren’t worth their time.

Ben wasn’t trying to disarm her with magic. He wouldn’t have known how. The magic couldn’t be wielded or guided.

It did whatever was in a Wolf’s best interest, and apparently, at that moment, Alex was Ben’s best interest.

“Nothin’.” He leaned in again, and the bit of straightness in her spine she’d acquired melted away once more.

He’d said “Bullshit,” when Calvin had told him that the easiest way to settle his hysterical mate was to kiss her. Ben had done plenty of kissing in his life. No woman had ever responded that way before.

Alex had managed to get her fingers to work and clutched his plackets to balance herself on her toes. She was leaning up and into the kiss, leaving no doubt she wanted it. Her enthusiasm was a hell of a turn-on, not that he’d needed much help there. Just watching the woman talk made him hard. Most ladies didn’t bother having conversations with him. They sighed at him a lot and rolled their eyes at him a lot, except for when they were shoving their hands down his pants. Apparently, Wolves were tolerable enough then. Their cocks were worth the trouble, if not the things they had to say.

He looped his arm beneath her ass and pulled her up and against him, wrapping her legs around his waist.

Her fingers threaded through the back of his hair, tightening, tugging, as he carried her into the living room. Never once did she break the kiss for as long as he moved.

“Maybe I should buy you dinner first,” he said with a laugh.

“Hmm?” He nipped at her jaw, her neck, urged to consume her in every way he could. Eyes. Touch. Taste. The animal part of him didn’t want her to get away. Perhaps his inner wolf had been making that clear all day with his quiet consent.

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