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there was a visible six-pack of abs. And his
arms, those large arms covered in various black-shaded tattoos,
would be the envy of any bodybuilder. His naturally jet-black hair
was tied back at the nape of his neck, but went past his shoulders
and had a slight curl to it. He looked to be in his mid-twenties,
but shifters aged at a much slower rate after getting past the
hormonal teenage years.
    She watched him strong arm himself of out the
wheelchair and onto the couch. She quickly sat down beside him,
placing the beer bottle aside, and shifted her body toward him. She
breathed in the scent of him. His smell was so unique, the earthy
scent of the woods, and all man. One of those manly men that could
fix an engine motor, and tell a woman exactly what he wanted done
to him in bed.
    "What are you doing here, Dani? With me?" His
eyes seemed to stare through her as though he could hear her
thoughts.
    "I think you're hot, Griffin." Was he
blushing? She felt a grin tug at the sides of her mouth.
    "And I want to fuck you until you don't
remember your own name," his eyes lowered as he looked at her lips.
"But that doesn't explain what you're doing here. Did someone put
you up to this, or do you get off on handicapped men?"
    "Neither of those. Let's explore that first
suggestion of me forgetting my name." She met those incredible
hazel eyes of his.
    One large hand grabbed the back of her head
and yanked her forward, then his lips were on hers. Her mouth
opened and his tongue met hers. He didn't bother with a polite
probing, he conquered her mouth, angling his head sideways to go
deeper. Her body recognized the taste of him before her mind did.
At 48 years old, she had found her mate.
     
    SHIFTER UNDER COVER , Pepper Valley
Shifters #3
    "Forrest, I-" he silenced her as his mouth
found hers again. The bed was at her back and he was over her,
tasting, tempting, drawing her further into his promises of
pleasure. Before she knew it, she'd unbuttoned his suit jacket and
pushed it off his shoulders. He shrugged out of it, his lips never
leaving hers. She wrenched at his tie and started on his shirt
buttons.
    Forrest yanked at the tie, managing to undo
the knot. She was undressing him, and he knew if he stopped kissing
her, she would protest. Besides, now that he'd had a taste of her,
he did not know how to stop. Her hands splayed across his bare
chest, and he slid his hands under her back, pressing those full
breasts against him. He broke away first, needing to breathe for a
short moment, but kept his hold on her. Her eyes were closed and he
pressed kisses along her jaw, down her neck, and further still, his
tongue grazing where her dress barely contained her breasts.
"Addie, my Addie," he murmured, licking at her skin. She tasted
like the purest clover honey.
    He was suddenly shoved away, and he panted
for a moment, his heart beating out of his chest as he met her
eyes. She wasn't angry, she looked panicked. "What's wrong?"
    "I can't. I…I'm gay," she said. She swallowed
and adjusted her dress to a more respectable height, looking
calmer.
     
    STAR CROSSED SHIFTERS , Pepper Valley
Shifters #4
    She watched him glance around the living room
before his eyes settled on hers again. Her panties dampened. She
backed up against the door, her palms flat against the cold metal,
and he stalked her, trapping her in place with his arms on either
side of her head. Her heartbeat sped up as his eyes flashed yellow
for one short moment, and she knew his wolf was close to the
surface.
    "Leah, I'm going to kiss you. After that, I'm
going to lick your pussy until you come, and then I'm going to flip
you over and take you like my wolf demands."
    She whimpered at his words, her panties now
thoroughly soaked. "'Kay," was all she managed to say before his
lips descended on hers, hard and unyielding. She opened for his
probing tongue and a shock coursed through her body, curling her
toes, as she tasted him. He tasted of peppermint and coffee, but
underneath that,