they create life?
The corners of Katie’s lips drew up just
enough to show a weak smile. “Alan, you’re the one who has to break
this news to my family. My father turned my sister’s boyfriend into
a cat for a week once, because he didn’t ask for his blessing up
front.”
“A cat?” Bersh asked aghast. “Gee man, let
me kill you now and put you out of your misery.”
Alan didn’t care if Katie’s father truly did
zap him into the form of another animal for a week so long as in
the end Katie remained his. He caught her chin lightly and lifted
her head. He bent, pressing his lips to hers and savoring the sweet
taste of her lips. “Mmm, I suggest everyone gets the hell out of
here or risk seeing me take my wife because right now, I need to be
in her.”
Bersh began to make a rude comment and Brone
slapped him in the back of the head. “We’re going. Welcome home,
Alan Becker.”
Alan stared at the man. “How do you know my
name?”
Brone smiled. “Your mother called to inform
me you were bringing your mate here for the week to claim her. I’m
the one who saw to it the cabin was stocked.” He glanced towards
the top dresser drawer. “Do you even want me to tell you what your
mother forced me to put in there?” He licked his lips. “It involves
bondage.”
The tops of Alan’s ears heated from
embarrassment. “No! Out now!”
Laughing, Brone shoved Bersh towards the
body of the were on the floor. “Grab Henry, the little witch
apparently hit him with a hefty dose of power. Thank the gods his
wife is one too so he’s conditioned to survive. I’ll take Noelle
with me. I think exile is in order here. Let’s see how long she and
her followers last without the protection of the pack.”
Noelle whimpered, but never said a word as
if afraid of drawing Katie’s attention back to her.
“Smart woman,” Katie whispered. She put her
head against Alan’s chest and ran her fingers down his spine. “Even
smarter man to finally make me his.”
He chuckled. “What a subtle way to tell me I
took long enough.”
“Well you did.”
He grinned sheepishly. “I hope you’re ready
for a long week, honey, because I’m planning on making up for lost
time.”
She nipped at his chest. “Promises.
Promises.”
“Katie.” Alan titled her head back and
stared down into her eyes. “I love you.”
The air around him lit with an electric
charge. Alan found himself being yanked off his feet and tossed
onto the bed by nothing more than power. Katie climbed up and over
him before letting the quilt fall away. The sight of her naked body
bathed in moonlight nearly did him in as his cock fought to break
free of his jeans.
“I love you too, Alan. For all eternity.”
She leaned forward and ran her tongue down his stomach. “Now, let’s
get started on making up for lost time.”
He couldn’t have agreed more. He bit back a
grin. “So, now that everyone is gone, want to peek in the
drawer?”
THE END
About the Author, Mandy M. Roth
Mandy M. Roth grew up fascinated by creatures
that go bump in the night. From the very beginning, she showed
signs of creativity. At age five, she had her first piece of
artwork published. Writing came into play early in her life as
well. Over the years, the two mediums merged and led her to work in
marketing. Combining her creativity with her passion for horror has
left her banging on the keyboard into the wee hours of the night.
Mandy lives with her husband and three children on the shores of
Lake Erie, where she is currently starting work on her Master’s
Degree. She was nominated for Romantic Times Bookclub Magazine’s
Reviewer’s Choice Award for Best Paranormal Erotic.
Mandy has topped the Amazon bestselling
charts more than once and has a loyal and steady following. She
does cover art under the brush name Natalie Winters and is very
involved with helping authors learn to market their books. In 2009
she and fellow author Michelle M. Pillow started their