Free To Tame His Mate by Serena Pettus Page B

costume.”
    “I could manage something,” he replied. “Would you like to go?” No one could miss his hopeful tone.
    “I don’t know if I can find a costume in time. Don’t couples usually match?” she asked.
    Sarah just shrugged. “Do you have a leather jacket?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Put it with a white shirt, jeans and some boots, and you can go as a biker.” Her suggestion brought a sly smile to her friend’s face.
    “I’ll bet Abraham looks hot as hell in leather, too. Good call, Sarah.”
    Abraham’s eyes reflected his surprise. In fact, he seemed to really like that idea. “I can find some leather.”
    Stephanie just smiled. “You do that. Sarah, call me later, and we’ll shop.”
    “All right.” Sarah hadn’t a clue how she’d get the cash to do that, but she’d worry about that later because Erik was sliding his arm around her waist and pulling her to his side. Maybe, Stephanie was right, and he’d just needed a nudge.
    “Are you ready to go home?” he asked. His head angled down, so he didn’t have to raise his voice to be heard over the truck that cranked nearby.
    Sarah took advantage, turned her head and planted a quick kiss to his lips. “Yes, I’m ready.” Hell, she’d been ready since she’d seen him at the jail.
    He was looking like every girl’s fantasy with his finger-combed hair, his gray T-shirt that showcased his muscular build, and his faded jeans. Lord, what that soft, worn denim did for that man’s ass. And his eyes, darkened with desire, had the ability to seduce her at a glance.
    Erik’s nostrils flared as he inhaled, no doubt catching her arousal, and his fingers tightened on her hip. “Good night,” he said to his brother and Stephanie.
    His husky farewell was answered by a grunt and a giggle as he escorted her to the truck.
    * * * *
    She was killing him.
    Sarah had been with Erik for a week now, and his dick had been hard for just as long. All he had to do was think of her, and the damn thing sprang to life in an instant.
    They’d been doing everything together from shopping to harvesting the apples, pumpkins, and corn, to delivering orders. She was a hard worker, and he admired that a great deal. She also insisted on helping around the house by cooking and cleaning.
    His mother was completely taken with her, as well, and insisted that he not “screw this up”. With the way he felt right now, so aroused and primal, he desperately prayed for control. Surely, he read her correctly. Her arousal was so sweet and heady, he felt sure she wanted him.
    But was she ready for the mating that would result?
    “Erik?” Her voice, low and sultry, pulled him from his thoughts.
    He sensed her wariness now. “Yes?”
    “Would you expect your mate to obey you? Would you want to be in control of everything?”
    He frowned at her.
    “I need to know,” she continued.
    “I want my mate to be just as strong and independent as I am. I want someone who can help me with the chores on the farm, but I don’t want a slave. I value my freedom, Sarah. I’d never take it away from another.”
    Sarah smiled at him as she slid across the truck’s bench seat. “Good answer.”
    He hoped for another kiss as she leaned into his side, but when her tongue dipped behind his ear before pulling the lobe into her mouth, he nearly drove off the road.
    “Eyes on the road, Erik,” she teased.
    “Sarah,” he warned, “you’re playing with fire here.”
    “Getting hot?” She laughed softly, sending her warm breath along his neck. “Me, too,” she whispered.
    “Buckle up.” Erik pressed the gas and smiled as she emitted a very feminine squeal when the truck leapt forward.
    * * * *
    Sarah couldn’t believe how aroused she’d gotten from simply teasing Erik. When he’d floored the truck in his haste to get home, she couldn’t help but smile, knowing she was indeed capable of being a seductress.
    His breathing was just as ragged as her own, and if the bulge in his jeans was anything to