Deadly Seduction (Wolf Pack Protectors Book 3)

by Liv Brywood

  She jolted then laughed nervously. “I didn’t expect that.”

  He grinned. “You’re in for a treat then. Just lay back and let me show you how much I love you.”

  His hands slid to gently hold her hips as his head brushed against the inside of her thighs. A hunger she didn’t understand gripped her. If he didn’t do something soon, the tension in her core would kill her.

  But just when she thought she’d die from suspense, his tongue brushed against the soft folds of her sex. She moaned and arched to meet his kiss. The involuntary movement shocked her. She never knew a man could kiss her like this.

  As his tongue glided from the top to the bottom of her sex, she trembled. Her hands reached for his and he clasped them. The extra pressure soothed her tumultuous emotions. She never expected sex to be this good. Heck, she never knew a man could—oh, God.

  He swirled his tongue across the top of her sex in long, luxurious strokes. A rush of heat filled her as she teetered on the edge of something she didn’t understand, something she couldn’t define.

  “Nosh, what are you—”

  His mouth closed over the sensitive peak. When he started to gently suck, she tossed her head to one side. Her back arched and a primal cry of pure passion escaped her lips.

  “Oh, God. Oh, God.”

  Her eyes flew open as a shockwave of pleasure blasted throughout her entire body. She half-screamed, half-cried as rolling waves of ecstasy radiated out in concentric circles. Her body collapsed in on itself as she rolled to one side.

  Nosh crawled up to hold her quivering body. “I love you.”

  She couldn’t speak until the last tremor left her limp and completely satisfied. “Oh, God. What was that?”

  He smiled. “Probably an orgasm.”

  She flushed. She was so inexperienced.

  He caressed her cheek. “I loved watching you come.”

  When she kissed him, the tangy taste of her was on his lips. As he kissed her, he rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him.

  “What are you doing?” she asked.

  “Let’s try it this way.”

  “I didn’t know there were different ways.”

  He grinned wickedly. “I promise I’ll show you everything.”

  She giggled.

  But as she sat back on his thighs, she realized she had no idea what to do. She hadn’t even looked at his cock yet. She’d been too afraid to confront her greatest fear. When he put it inside her, would it hurt?

  He must have sensed her trepidation. “You’re in control.”

  She reached down and tentatively touched his cock. It was rigid and thick. A wave of fear cast doubt about her ability to make love to him.

  In a thick voice he said, “You can touch me as long as you need to. I want you to feel safe.”

  She bit the edge of her lip. As she wrapped her hand around his cock, he moaned. She gave it a gentle squeeze. It was soft and fleshy on the outside. It didn’t feel at all like the one that had torn into her so many months ago.

  She licked her bottom lip. As she rose up above his cock, her thighs trembled. But desire won out. She wanted him. She needed him to fill her with something other than fear and pain. She needed him to fill her with love.

  As she lowered herself onto him, his hands caressed her thighs.

  “You feel so good,” he whispered.

  Her mouth fell open as her soft, slick flesh stretched to accept him. As he slid into her, pleasure spread like honey through her body. She swayed backward. Nosh caught her and guided her forward to cover him.

  At first he didn’t move, but then his hips pulled back slightly before pushing forward. She buried her face into his chest. It was nothing like the last time. She wanted to weep with relief. Sex didn’t have to hurt. It wasn’t about violence and rage. It was about love.

  She braced her hands on either side of his body. “It feels so good.”

  He groaned. “Oh yes.”

  She rocked her hips back and forth drawing him deeper with each gentle thrust. The tension in her sex built as their bodies moved as one. As instinct took over, she fell into a timeless rhythm. She could have moved like this forever. She never wanted to be apart from Nosh. Every tender caress filled her with hope. She could be happy again. She could live the life she’d always dreamed about, a life without the ever-present fear she’d endured for almost a year.

  His hands squeezed her hips and she sat down harder. The extra depth awakened a new hunger. She wanted to experience ecstasy again, so she trusted her instincts and moved over him with abandon.

  Panting and gasping, she sat back slightly and placed her palms on his chest. Her fingers splayed open as her eyes closed. Her mouth formed an “O” as she moved closer and closer to the point of no return.

  Nosh whispered, “Come on, sweetie. Come for me.”

  She ground her hips against his, moving him deeper inside her. She mashed that ultra-sensitive flesh against his pubic bone until she found the perfect spot. Then, she shattered into a million pieces.

  Her breath caught in her throat and she came in a flurry of muffled cries. As she convulsed on him, he held her tightly. He thrust deep one more time then he erupted inside her. Molten heat jetted into her to fill her with his love.

  She lay on top of him for a long time, trying to recover. When she finally slid off of him, he tucked her into the cradle of his arm.

  With his free hand, he traced a heart over her breast. “You’re incredible. I love you so much.”

  She gazed up at her mate. “I love you too.”

  “We should get some rest. I want to make love to you all night.”

  She gasped. “Again?”

  A look of concern flashed across his face. “I mean… if you want to.”

  She grinned. “I want to.”

  “Gwen, I haven’t asked you this yet. Well, not officially. But…”

  “What?”

  He gazed into her eyes. “Will you be my life-mate?”

  She squealed and threw her arms around his neck. “Yes.”

  Epilogue

  Nine months later…

  Gwen almost fainted from relief as Diana, Brandy and Akila bustled into her room. They’d left for a few minutes to get more water, but had returned as quickly as possible. She’d been nervously waddling back and forth across the room ever since her water broke.

  Nosh stood in the corner of the room looking as white as a ghost. If she didn’t pass out from the pain, he was the next likely candidate.

  Gwen rubbed her enormous belly. “Is it supposed to hurt this much?”

  Akila chuckled. “It’s the price of motherhood.”

  Gwen snarled. “I’m starting to rethink this whole thing.”

  Diana laughed. “A little too late for that.”

  “About nine months too late,” Brandy added wryly.

  If they hadn’t become such good friends over the last nine months, Gwen would have wanted to slap the smile off her face.

  Another slice of agony tore through her belly. She tried to breathe the way Akila had taught her, but how was she supposed to try to control her breath when it stole her breath?

  Akila rubbed Gwen’s throbbing lower back. “It’s going to be okay. You’re almost there.”

  “Ouch,” Gwen shrieked as another contraction doubled her over.

  “Let’s get on the bed,” Akila said.

  “I’m never having sex again,” Gwen barked.

  Diana laughed. “I said the same thing.”

  “But you’re pregnant again.”

  “I can’t help it if Ryker makes me want to spread my—”

  “Ahhh.”

  Akila said, “Let me see how far along you are.”

  Gwen lay on her back while Akila checked the baby. When she stood, her face was almost as white as Nosh’s.

  Gwen bolted upright. “What’s wrong?”

  In a slow, measured voice Akila said, “The baby needs to turn a bit. We’re going to have to try to g
et her to move. Nosh, get over here and hold your mate’s hand.”

  Gwen’s spine went rigid. “How bad is it?”

  “I’ve seen it before. If we can get her to move, it will be okay.”

  “And if we can’t?”

  Akila swallowed. “We’ll make sure the baby turns.”

  “Nosh,” Gwen called.

  He instantly came to her side and clasped her hand. “I’m right here honey.”

  “If I make it through this, we’re never having sex again.”

  He blanched.

  Akila shot him a look.

  Brandy said, “Don’t worry, when I gave birth last month, I wanted to kill Stryde too.”

  “Madeline is a beautiful baby,” Gwen said through clenched teeth.

  “I love her more than anything in the world, don’t tell Stryde,” she joked.

  Diana said, “It will all be worth it when you have your little baby in your arms.”

  “If I make it that far.” Gwen snarled as another contraction wrapped around her belly like a steel vice.

  Akila said, “Put your knees up. I’m going to try massaging the baby into position.

  As the healer rubbed and pressed, white hot pain rocketed down her spine. Sweat poured off her body. She was going to die if this didn’t end soon.

  Movement in her belly caught her attention. “I think it’s working.”

  Nosh squeezed her hand. “You got this, honey.”

  “You owe me foot rubs for the rest of my life.”

  “As many as you want.” He smiled.

  When the next set of contractions hit, she knew something was different. Suddenly she wanted to push with all her might. She screamed and bore down.

  Akila yelled, “No. Not yet. Just another minute and I’ll have the baby turned around.”

  Gwen hollered. “I. Can’t. Waiiitttt.”

  “What do I need to do?” Diana asked.

  “Hold her other hand. Gwen, listen to me. It’s very important that you don’t push yet.”

  “Shit,” Gwen yelped.

  Brandy said, “The boiled water is ready.”

  Akila said, “Get a cold cloth to wet her forehead.”

  “I can’t. I have to push NOW!”

  Akila rubbed her belly then checked between her legs. “Okay, the baby’s in the right position. Push.”

  Gwen bore down with all her might. She just wanted the damn thing out at this point. Excruciating pain sliced down her sides. She panted and gasped.

  “Again,” Akila commanded.

  Gwen pushed as hard as she could.

  “Almost there,” Diana said.

  “Nooooooo.”

  “One more time,” Akila said.

  Gwen sucked in a breath then summoned every ounce of strength in her body. If this didn’t work, nothing would. She heaved and clenched every muscle and screamed at the top of her lungs.

  A whoosh of heat followed by a liberating release flooded out from her body. She collapsed back against the bed just as the baby cried for the first time.

  Gwen laughed as tears of relief streamed down her face. She didn’t have the strength to lift her head even an inch. A few seconds later, Akila came to the side of the bed. She held a freshly cleaned screaming baby in her hands.

  “Here’s your little girl.”

  Gwen reached for her and cradled her against her chest. She stared down at her in wonder. She counted ten tiny fingers and ten little toes. She looked at Nosh who stared in awe at their baby then at her. She couldn’t believe that their love had created a brand new life. It was a miracle.

  Nosh leaned over to kiss Gwen’s lips. The love and devotion in his eyes made her heart burst with happiness.

  Nosh said, “I love you so much.”

  “I love you too. We did this. We made her.”

  “We did. What should we call her?” Nosh asked.

  “Grace.”

  He nodded. “I love the name, almost as much as I love you.”

  As Akila, Diana and Brandy crowded around to ‘ooh’ and ‘awe’, Gwen brushed the soft skin on Grace’s cheek. She smiled and looked from Nosh to the baby.

  She finally had the family she’d always wanted.

  ***The End***

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  When a tall, dark and dangerously sexy Alpha werewolf rescues Diana from a vicious attack, she doesn't know who to fear more - her attacker or the wolf. She's heard whispered legends of a powerful werewolf but never believed such a creature could exist. Captured by the wolf, she's taken to his den, and to his bed. But as their relationship heats up, she struggles to compete with a ghost from his past. His haunted eyes tear at her soul, but she knows she can heal him if he’ll let her.

  Five years ago, a tragedy shattered Ryker's heart. As Alpha of the Silver Creek Pack, his duty to protect the pack compelled him to institute a new law - never bring a human to the den. But after saving Diana, he can't abandon the curvaceous woman alone in the woods, so he violates the law. He'll take her back to the town of Full Moon Bay as soon as night falls. But as the hours dwindle and his desire for her grows, a dark force builds a powerful weapon to use against the wolves.

  Excerpt

  Ryker resisted the urge to nibble on the edge of her pouty bottom lip. His hands wrapped around the small of her back just above the tempting curve of her hips. He pulled her against his body. Heat surged from deep inside him, daring him to seduce her.

  The scent of her sticky skin intoxicated him. Pheromones radiated form her body coaxing him into a state of arousal more intense than anything he’d felt in the last few years.

  He stepped back as if scalded. “You need a bath.”

  Confusion marred her pretty features. A dark blush crept up her neck into her face. “I’d take one if you had it.”

  He backed into the shadow of the doorway hoping she didn’t see how much he desired her. “I’ll have Leah come and take you to the river.”

  “Thank you.” Her bold gaze traveled from his face down until it rested on the apex of his thighs. She must have liked what she saw because she bit the edge of her lip in the most alluring way.

  He pivoted and raced out of the chamber. He couldn’t risk staying another second because at the slightest invitation, he would have led her to the bed and done everything in his power to inflame and then soothe every inch of her.

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  Forced to take refuge in an abandoned cabin in the middle of the woods, Brandy thinks she's finally escaped her stalker. But she quickly realizes, she's not alone. An unimaginably sexy, and very naked, man appears in the middle of the night to offer her protection. She's captivated by his stormy eyes, until she learns his dark secret. She knows she could never tame him, but when he makes the ultimate sacrifice for her, she knows she can't live without him. The more he tries to resist her, the more she wants him and for once in her life, she intends to get what she wants.

  Stryde, the reclusive alpha wolf of the Dark Moon Pack, doesn’t believe in love. Fate claimed the life of his mate and he refuses to spend more than a few nights with any woman. But when he meets Brandy, she turns his world inside out. Haunted by the failures of his past, he's compelled to help her. Even though he wants to return to his reclusive life, he can't. Her dangerously sexy curves and feral seduction awaken
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  Excerpt

  Hours passed. Pent-up lust ravaged her sense of control, but so far, she was winning the battle. Only a few hours to go and she’d be free.

  A soft scrape of a footstep near the door drew her attention. “Stryde?”

  Her ears pricked. On full alert, she scrambled to her feet and pressed her back to the wall. As she made her way toward the entrance, she cautiously avoided the moonlight. When she reached the line of light, she stopped. To be so close and not to touch it buckled her knees.

  A gruff voice spoke. “Be careful.”

  Stryde! She gripped the stone wall and growled, “What are you doing here? The moon’s still up.”

  He stepped onto the ledge. Moonlight washed over his chiseled muscles. “I couldn’t stay away.”

  She backed up a step. “I have it under control. You can’t be here right now.”

  The thread of control she’d clung to all night frayed.

  “Your scent, it’s irresistible.”

  She matched each step he took forward with a retreating step. “You really shouldn’t be here.”

  “I can’t stay away.” His voice, thick like honey, wrapped her in its sticky-sweet embrace.

  “Don’t come any closer.”

  She backed into the rear wall. A part of her resolved cracked, but she clung to the memory of his rejection. He only wanted her because she was in heat. This wasn’t about love; it was pure, unadulterated lust.

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