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As if he couldn’t last a ed her jeans down and left them in a puddle of blue denim on the floor
"You’re beautiful," he said, and lifted her so that she was straddling hi wolfishly possessive
No coherent words could coainst his belly, his chest hair ainst her fe to hiait long and decisive
"You’re beautiful, too," she said hoarsely, soliciting a deep-seated chuckle from him
When they reached the bed, he didn’t set her down and then join her, like she’d expected Instead, in one deft s He shifted away fro her into submission
But she would not submit! Her hands swept over his arms and his back, and lower to his buttocks She squeezed, soliciting a shiver froh his damp hair, while his eyes studied her, lust-filled, desirous, and hungry
She pulled him down and licked his shoulder, loved the salty and sweet taste of hiroaned, a sound that said she was pushing hian to stroke her between her legs, dipping a finger inside her and claiain, ravenous, passionate, greedy His tongue danced with hers, their breathing fast paced as her fingers pressed against his lower back, her loins aching for resolution
She arched her back, pushing against his fingers, de her expression until she shuddered and fractured into a ave out a cry
Watching Carol coht sheath, and pushed hard and deep--and deeper still Her body was flushed andhi into his buttocks, her desire pronounced in her actions and heady arousal
He stretched her and claiues and lips tasted and teased, and he said her naainst her mouth just before the final thrust--the eruption--when the heat sizzled between theht
"Mine," she said
He rolled over and cushioned her against his chest
"Mine," was his response
After sleeping a few hours, and still feeling the sensual glow that always lingered after in working on the Aconitum cure The plant also was called monkshood, leopard’s bane, wolf’s bane, and dozens of other aliases Not only was it touted as an herbal cure for colds and fever, but it also slowed the heart rate and nus to pain
However, the roots of the plant were poisonous, and while the ly beautiful, they could also be deadly So why did so a olf? It killed wolves But wouldn’t it kill the huends arose from some truth What if it would cure what ailed the to appear, the darkness fading as the sun rose Ryan was again reading through the files on Miller’s coht back to Doc Weber’s house Ryan’s cell phone rang, and he yanked it off his belt
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