The
Wolf on the Run by Jorja Lovett
Book
Two in the The
Wild Irish Wolves series.
Short
Blurb:
Alpha
Rory is determined to protect his pack, including feisty Naomi. How
can he get close when she's intent on facing her demons alone?
Long
Blurb:
As
a police officer and Alpha of the Olcan Hills' pack, being a
protector is in Rory Blake's DNA.
When
Naomi Duffy turned up heavily pregnant and alone, Rory's natural
instinct was to look after her. However, her fierce need for
independence over the years has ensured they've never been anything
more than friends.
Naomi
has spent too long trying to keep her daughter safe to jeopardise
everything for a fling. But, when her past threatens to catch up with
her, Rory is the only person she trusts with her life.
Thrown
together, the couple finally succumb to their passion and it's all
too easy to forget the danger lurking in the hills.
Do
Rory and Naomi have a future together, or will secrets from the past
tear them apart?
Excerpt:
Naomi
came after Rory, pitting her stealthy grace against his sheer power.
In his peripheral vision, he could see the wisps of her breath
spiralling into the cold air as she forged ahead, determined to catch
him. Rory snorted, sending his own white breath curling up into the
atmosphere.
He
led her over the hills, their claws making short work of carving up
the cold, hard terrain. Naomi never lost ground. Even when he made a
turn towards the woods on the boundary, she kept pace.
The
chase awakened something deep inside him—that animal freedom with
no responsibilities except the survival of himself and his pack. The
spiky silhouettes of barren trees lined his path, like broad strokes
of a black marker pen scratched against the silver sky.
He
dodged in and out, never slowing, with Naomi always in pursuit.
Occasionally, a pair of woodland eyes blinked at him from the
darkness—a rabbit, a fox, observing their bizarre courtship.
Rory
had no doubt the exhilaration of their illicit run would end in wild
sex between him and Naomi. It was like a very enthusiastic bout of
foreplay without actual touching.
They
crunched through the leaf-littered forest floor until he tired of
being the hunted. He looped back the way they came and stopped in a
clearing. In all aspects of life he preferred to be the one doing the
chasing, but at this moment in time he wanted nothing more than to be
caught.
He
shifted back into his naked, horny self. Naomi came to a skidding
halt seconds later, scooting a bundle of leaves over his bare feet.
“You can run, wolf lady, I'll give you that. Now can we go back to
bed?”
She
shifted back to stand beautifully naked before him. “Not until you
say it.”
“Say
what?” He was hard as hell and ready for round two.
“That
I’m as good as you.” She gave him a flirty smile. One which said
she was looking forward to the future rather than staring back at the
past. The run had obviously done wonders for her too.
“That
was probably a fluke. I don’t think you could keep up with me on a
normal day. You know, one where you haven’t seduced me on top of a
car boot and made me carry you home first.” The play fighting
wasn’t limited to their animal personas. Not when it proved such a
turn on. Human or wolf, the scent of Naomi’s arousal would always
draw him to her.
“I
didn’t hear you complaining at the time. But, if you’re tired,
just say and we’ll call it a night.” She shrugged her shoulders,
making her boobs jiggle enough to bring his erection to full strength
once more.
He
stepped forward and brushed her wild hair from her face. “I’ll
never be too tired for you, Naomi. I’ll race you back. This time
the winner stays on top.”
She
grinned, eyes twinkling as bright as the stars. “You’re on.”
This
was one race he intended to lose.
Available
from Total-E-Bound
4th October
On
general release from 1st November
.jpg)
