Free A Wolf's Savage Embrace by Darlene Kuncytes

to get off of the bed. She felt the room begin to spin and swallowed, trying desperately to regain her senses.
    He sat down beside her and pushed her back against the pillows with a gentle touch to her shoulder. “What are you doing?” she squeaked.
    “Easy, red,” he murmured. “You need to get some sleep. It’s been a rough day and we’re both tired.” He eyed her cryptically a moment. “Not to mention that one of us is more than a little drunk,” he finished with a grin, and quirk of his brow that brought a scowl to Kat’s face. She suddenly felt like an errant child being reprimanded for raiding the cookie jar. And it was not a feeling that she liked in the least.
    “I am not drunk!” She protested harshly - then groaned when she got a head-rush from raising her voice. She threw her arm across her eyes and moaned. Oh, she was going to pay dearly for this tomorrow, she thought with a grimace. Just what in the Hell had she been trying to prove, anyway? That she was tough? That she could out drink him? Oh, man- she was a complete idiot!
    She heard Luke chuckle and unconsciously ground her teeth together. There he goes again, she thought angrily – he’s laughing at me. She took her arm away from her eyes and leaned up on her elbows – giving him her best “if looks could kill” glare.
    “I am just so freaking glad that you find my discomfort so damn funny! I just live to amuse you, asshole.” She bit out – her eyes blazing, and wanting nothing more at that moment than to throttle the damned fool.
    Luke leaned forward and braced his hands on either side of her shoulders, bringing his mouth within a hairsbreadth of hers. “I actually find you completely adorable,” he corrected huskily, his eyes traveling over her face, only to stop and rest on her full lips.
    Kat felt her stomach flutter and her heart bounce around in her chest at his nearness – and she bit back the sound of encouragement that wanted to spring from her mouth in the worst way. His warm breath caressed her lips as his spicy scent filled the air. Oh, Hells Bells. The man was just too sexy for his own good - or hers! His eyes lifted from her mouth and he met her gaze - and she saw his expression fill with a heat that turned her bones to jelly.
    She waited with anticipation, and just a hint of trepidation as his body moved ever so slowly closer to hers, and a Nano-second later, she felt a current of electricity hit her when his chest brushed against her breasts – causing her nipples to instantly tighten and pucker almost to the point of pain. Oh, dear, dear God.
    Luke feathered Kat’s mouth with his, the contact as soft as a butterfly’s wing. He felt her lips part slightly when they made contact, and a soft sigh escaped her as her eyes fluttered closed. His tongue swept out and traced her lips, slowly and thoroughly – as if he were branding each curve to memory.
    It took all the willpower that Luke possessed not to just throw her back against the mattress, and take her – to show her his intentions, and it was the hardest thing he had ever done in his life to keep from doing just that.
    Instead he turned his head slightly and gently kissed his way down to her neck, trailing his tongue along the path his mouth was taking, and he felt her shiver. He nibbled his way down her collarbone to the soft swell of her breast and Kat arched slightly – silently urging him on, and Luke growled - low and deep in his chest.
    His lips teased and toyed with her taut nipple through the t-shirt that she wore, and he realized with a start, that his arms were shaking from the overpowering need to just rip the material from her, and taste her silken flesh. God, how he wanted to taste it!
    He could smell her arousal - and in the next instant, when she made a soft mewling sound deep in her throat - Luke came to his senses.
    No! He wouldn’t take her this way! When he made love to her, he didn’t want it to be with her in a drunken haze. He wanted her