Curiosity only kills cats, right?
Kerry never expected to have a mate among her own kind. White wolves, like her, are considered cursed. When curiosity gets the better of Kerry, she becomes the mate of the handsome Caleb and her future takes a dramatic turn. They crave each other through a bond that after a month will be unbreakable and they have till then to get to know each other. Surviving that month is the only problem! Someone is out to kill Kerry, but who and why?
Caleb leaned down and took her mouth in a fierce kiss, she melted into his kiss parting her plump lips to allow his tongue to taste inside. The same peppery scent that clung to her skin, that was unique to her was also inside her mouth, it was like licking flames as he kissed her. When he broke it, he was gasping
as if he’d been walking for days in the desert and needed some cool water to sooth his ravage tongue.
“I take it that, that’s your version of hello.” Kerry was a little breathy herself as she spoke but her lips were curved into a very pleasant smirk.
“Hello Kerry,” he said in his deepest sexiest voice. He watched her shudder and delighted in it. His hand ran down her shoulder, curving around her breast prepared to induce shivers in her another way when she stepped back from him. He looked puzzled.
“Don’t be so hasty,” she said and turned her back on him. He watched the line of the dress as it lay over her buttocks and had to appreciate the view. She was being playful. Kerry looked back at him over her shoulder and smiled very warmly at him.
“But then again,” she said pushing the dress so that it fell from her shoulders, sliding like a fabric waterfall over his skin, till it pooled at her feet. “I want to see if you’re really as fast as I remember.” Kerry threw her body forward landing on her four paws as a white wolf. Caleb took time to admire her
in this form too. Her coat wasn’t pure white; there were undertone of cream around the eyes and in the scruff under and around her neck, her back paws were the same as if she were wearing wolf sized shoes. Her tail was full and bushy, flowing up from the end of her spine almost like that of a Persian cat. Her
eyes were clear Arctic blue in her wolf form but they were far from cold. She strolled around him assessing his human form with her wolf eyes and then bit him in the bottom. Caleb yelped and stumbled forward, turning to face her and her wolfy grin. Oh yes, he thought, very playful.
“Oh that’s it,” he said stripping out of his shirt. “You’ve really asked for it now.”