Free Waking Up Dead (The Western Werewolf Legend #1) by Catherine Wolffe

Ty?” Her question came from the pent up emotions she kept
under lock and key. No real purpose in them, except to plan for the
morrow. His attention shifted from the groggy state of
semi-consciousness to fully awake and with him spooned behind her,
his mind wasn’t the only thing fully awake.
    “ We’ll make plans to leave
tomorrow,” he said.
    She sighed and a small smile crept
over her face. So glad they were leaving the dreaded area, which
she’d called home only a little over a week before. Now the mention
of the area put her on high alert.
    Ty let his hands roam freely over her
with backside, molding his hands to her behind. “I needed to do
this. You understand, Sonja.”
    He seldom used her proper name,
choosing to call her by his pet name instead. Where he’d gotten
‘Nymph’ from she couldn’t be sure. Still, the endearment warmed her
like the man did. His breath was on her neck, as he tasted her
nape, lingering over her shoulder to enjoy the sweet flavor he
assured her only she processed. The warmth of his attentions urged
her to forget all the troubles, which never left her conscious
person. In this man’s arms, she enjoyed sex like never before. His
readiness to please her, his stamina and above all, his inherent
talent for giving her exactly what she needed made Tyler Loflin
unique among men. He’d called her his woman and she couldn’t think
of him in any other frame but her man. Hortence and the Guardian
referred to him as her mate. The term agreed with her despite its
relationship to her being a werewolf, to both of them being
werewolves.
    Ty nudged closer to her bottom, giving
her cheek a good rub with his arousal. Hard as granite, he plied
her for what they both wanted, which was more. Finding it
impossible to get enough of each other, soon, Sonja would find
herself with child. The idea didn’t alarm her as it once did. No,
in fact, having Tyler’s baby was something she daydreamed. A gush
of feminine awareness brought her back as his magical hands
followed a familiar path between her legs. The distinct warmth
flooding the area between her legs didn’t ebb though she attempted
to concentrate on something else.
    It was as if a primitive force inside
him demanded he reach for her. Somehow, she recognized the call.
Sonja turned to him and nuzzled the warm skin along the strong
column of his neck. There his heart beat strong and solid against
her lips. With one hand on his chest and the other fisted in his
long mane of dark hair, she moved in capturing his bottom lip,
giving him a hard nip. With the taste of her still on his mouth,
the kiss managed to arouse and tantalize her further. The call grew
stronger. Wanton need swelled in them both. The flames of passion
fanned out and caught them up in the fireball. While the stars
sparkled overhead and the old oak sheltered the two, Ty and Sonja
succumbed to the desire burning beyond their control.
     

Chapter 4
    The Journey Begins
    Ty woke to the old familiar sounds of
men in camp. Shifting, he gently eased his arm from under Sonja’s
weight and with cat like agility, rose to stand before slipping
into his pants. With the buttons of his shirt almost secured, he
glanced around for his boots. They need to see to his men and plans
made his search a bit more urgent.
    “ Ty?”
    Her drowsy voice held a rare sexual
aura for him. No woman ever aroused him like she did. “It’s all
right. Get a little more sleep. I’ll send Hortence to you with some
coffee.” He glanced toward the camp where the group began to stir
and take care of the things men usually took care of when they
first woke. Hunkering down, he grinned when she rubbed at her eyes
and yawned wide, obviously unaffected by his presence. “I’ll be
back once we come to an agreement on a plan. Will you be okay
here?”
    She nodded before peering at him with
a sleepy expression. It’s not like I can’t watch out for myself.
Her little rendezvous with Perkins reincarnate wasn’t