Releasing Nov 2nd
Amie Dorner is a lot of things: a little crazy, wild, and angry, and completely gun-shy when it comes to men. But when her should-be mate actually listens to her for once and stops coming around, she decides to take matters into her own hands. So what if her prank was mean? He could have ignored her the way he always had and look beneath the surface to the woman who wanted him despite her fears.
Zeke Marrow just wanted to finish his training run with the pack teens, but ends up entangled in Amie’s passive-aggressive revenge. Everyone can see enough is enough. He’s been listening to what Amie’s been saying and ignoring her body language. Being forced to reckon with her might end up driving them both insane, but it’s the will of the pack. And his coyote. And his libido.
Coyote Bluff is a small, quaint town in the mountains of Virginia. With its diner run by Mama, the police force of one and a single stop light it's much like every other small town in America. Well, until you take a closer look.
Feel free to come visit Coyote Bluff... but keep an eye on the wildlife.
Months. Amie had pushed him away for months. Now that he had her accepting his advances and she was willing to let them explore their connection, his mind stumbled over all of the things he’d wanted to do to her. Hundreds of times he’d jerked off to images of her in different positions, glistening with sweat and begging for more. A shudder rocked his body and goose bumps erupted down his arms. Focus. Calm. He needed to make her scream his name as she came apart and to do that he needed to cool his own jets or he’d be firing off prematurely.
Zeke set her on the bed gently and took a single moment to run his gaze down her body. He’d caught a glimpse once of her naked at a pack run, but this time he’d be able to look his fill, know if his memories were right. Her chest rose and fell quickly, the pink that colored her cheeks had spread to her chest. He wondered briefly if it extended down to her breasts.
Grinning he dragged his gaze to hers. “Yes I am. You’ve been hiding from me and I want to see you.”
The statement must have answered whatever question she’d had because she nodded minutely and relaxed, letting her legs drop open a little, and placed her hands on her belly. A fresh wave of hot need filled his nose and a glance at her jeans showed him what he’d already guessed. She was wet enough to darken the denim. At least both of their pants would need to be washed after this. His cock had jumped when he’d inhaled her scent and he could smell a hint of pre-cum on the air as well.
“Where to start.” He mused out loud. He continued when she scowled slightly. “Do I have you strip or do I undress you? Do I want to see this body unwrapped and not be able to touch as each inch is revealed? Or do I want to skim my hands over your skin while I slowly pull the clothes from your gorgeous body?” He pretended to really think about it, humming under his breath.