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by Anastasia Maltezos
Description: Jennifer Hart's passionate one-night stand with the sexy and irresistible Lucas Wilde goes from wild heat to burning shame when he tells her to put on her clothes and leave. A week later, she's back at his nightclub, Full Moon, and she can't deny the powerful attraction ready to ignite, but this time Jen isn't so willing to succumb. When Lucas Wilde set eyes on Jennifer Hart, the spark between them was instant and he brought her home for an incredible night of passion. But he was shocked to learn the Lycan legend was true. A werewolf spontaneously transforms into his Lycan form once he makes love to his soul mate. But that's not the only problem. Before the next full moon, Lucas has to explain to Jennifer that she's now a werewolf, and that she belongs to him.
eBook Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc./Black Rose, 2011
eBookwise Release Date: January 2011
26 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [99 KB]
Reading time: 61-86 min.
He brought her body close to his and placed light, feathery kisses all over her face as he ran his hands up and down her back. Jen felt her limbs melt with each hypnotic caress of his touch. He brought one of his hands under her chin and lifted her face as he held her tight against his hard body with his other hand. He lowered his head, but this time the kiss wasn't soft and light. It was hard and passionate. She slid her hands over his shoulders, pressing her body closer against his. Her fingers meshed with his glorious blond mane.
Jen moaned softly. All her dark thoughts disappeared. This was heaven. She felt lightheaded and weak and didn't care he was crumbling her defenses. His mouth, his body, and his hands made her forget what was buried deep in the back of her mind--a thought too frightening to contemplate.
Her mind was spinning out of control and all she could think of was how much she wanted this man. A man she barely knew. The feeling was so powerful, so intense, there was no reason or logic behind it. It was primal need. A baser instinct that ran below the line of civility. It was wild and hot and Jen welcomed it.
In that moment, she did feel like an animal with a painful, throbbing need to mate.