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  Ember could feel the heat rising in the cabin. Odd, since snow had begun falling thirty minutes before and they were sans fire, or clothes for that matter.

  “Perhaps you can never go home, but if you let me, I can be what you need, be the place where you belong and my pack your new family.” As much as she wanted to trust what he was saying, there were too many variables, too many chances for someone to betray her again. Besides, she had her sisters.

  “I can feel your hesitance.”

  “It’s not with you, but what if they don’t like me?”Once the words left her lips she cringed at how it sounded. But she already had one family turn on her and they were her people. She had no idea how a whole pack of shifters would look at her knowing she’d left their second-in-command high and dry.

  “They’ve been wondering the same thing. Puzzled at why you’ve kept your distance. They’re ready to welcome a new pack member; the question is, you ready to let them?” Burn. Maybe her only obstacle sat a little closer to home?

  Lifting her to straddle his thighs, he cupped her bottom and hauled her up the length of her shaft. All thoughts, worries and, damn, even words evaporated.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on. The feel of his smooth skin against hers, the exquisite burning need he ignited in her belly took over her senses. Strong fingers worked the fleshy plumpness of her ass. “You need more than what I can give you on my kitchen table.”

  Agreed.

  She watched his expression as he carried her across the kitchen, through the hallway and into his bedroom. With a snap and a simple charm, soft muted lights flickered on one by one.

  He released her gently to lay her down, the supple material of cotton cradling her from behind. With the grace of a predator he moved around to the opposite side of the room and yanked the curtains open. “Moonlight should be loving your body when I take you. Again. Make no mistake, my sweet Ember, tonight I want what’s mine.” Starting at her knee, he trailed a light caress on her outer thigh then turned inward as he closed the distance to the apex of her thighs. Anticipation raced and collided with her nerves to cause her chest to rattle with heavy breaths.

  “So sweet.” He lifted his head and sniffed. “And ready.” Hunger flashed in his eyes. Seconds later he stood before her, stripped of his jeans and just as ready. His thick shaft bobbed, begging her for a lick.

  Who was she to deny? Her tongue slipped out to wet her lips and she pushed herself up to her knees.

  “Are you begging, Ember?” She would if he kept himself from her much longer. Hades to blazes, she would do whatever he wanted.

  “Would you like that? Me, like this, on my knees begging?”

  His pupils dilated and slowly shifted to his wolf’s eyes. “How bad do you want it?”He moved to stand in front of her at the end of the bed, the weight of his length inches from her grasp.

  His fingers wrapped around the smooth steel of his cock before she could and stroked from head to base. Once. Twice. She swallowed hard, already tasting the drop of pre-cum that wet the tip.

  “Bad enough to beg,” she crooned. Heartbeat after heartbeat passed.

  “You don’t need to beg for what you own. Take it. Take me. Any way you want, Ember.”

  She stared at him, the truth right there for her to read. His lips curled in a warm smile. She tried to control her breathing, her frantic heart, but nothing could wrangle in the happiness that bubbled over inside her. Sweet goddesses. How did she get so lucky? When she set out tonight, her mission was singular: Get the truth. That it would lead to this—them, right here at this moment—not even Harmony with her psychic abilities could have seen this coming.

  She looked up at Julian and smiled while gathering him in one hand, the other supporting her weight. With a flick of her tongue, she tasted the precious drop of desire from the tip of his shaft. Pure. Crack.

  Oh hell. She moaned and her hips bucked involuntarily. Hot liquid burned her veins, traveled the length of her body until warm cream slipped from her core to wet her thighs.

  “That’s it. Fuck, Ember, you have the hottest damn mouth.” His voice was strangled, controlled. He buried his fingers in her short hair and tightened his grip. Her wolf needed her.

  She reached between her thighs and let her fingers find her swollen clit. Hades to blazes, she’d missed this connection with him more than she imagined. His touch. His taste.

  “Take all of me.”

  She obliged. Her jaw relaxed and she worked the full length of him in inch by inch until the tip caressed the back of her throat. Excitement churned through her. Magick hummed along their connection. Every emotion running through him fed into her. Weak, but after tonight their bond would be strong once again.

  He pumped her mouth in a slow, steady rhythm. Delicious pressure built within her channel as she worked her clit with soft strokes.

  Julian stilled. “Ember, stop.” She hollowed her cheeks as he pulled from her mouth. A deep groan her reward. “God, you’re so fucking mine.” A guttural possessive growl tore from his lips. The need to feel his hands on her overwhelmed every other thought. Lifting her up, he pulled her flush against him, his cock nestled between her thighs to rest against her aching core.

  A second later she was turned around, her ass in the air, his hand running along the dip in her back. The other guiding the bulbous head of his cock along her wet slit in slow, sensuous strokes.

  “Turn and look at me.” Ember angled her head. Their gazes locked and for one solid heartbeat the world imploded, leaving only them, right here right now.

  Mixing every kiss, every touch with a dose of ecstasy, her blood turned to pure lust-filled liquid. Flames licked the walls of her channel, desperate for what the raw, wild look in his eyes promised. He leaned over her, his hot body pressing into hers. The delicious weight of him everything she dreamed about having again. “We are bound. Through heart...” he pressed forward, gliding through her juices until his full length buried to the hilt, “...and soul.”

  Her nails dug into the sheets. Muscles clenched around his shaft. Goddesses, he was burning hot and hard. “Don’t stop.” Pressing back, she swished her hips, forcing his shaft to slip from her. Breathless. He left her completely and utterly breathless.

  “Again.” He commanded, his back arched to drive deeper. Strong fingers dug into the flesh of her hips, and she rocked forward as he pulled her back. They set a steady pace that carried her deeper under the veil of submission.

  Warm lips met the flesh of her cheeks. First one side then the other. With a light touch he caressed a path around her waist then slipped a finger between her folds. She sucked in a breath. Shock hit hard then bloomed on first contact, and she stilled against the wave of pleasure driving her back against him. “Easy, baby.”

  His voice grew deeper, a hint he was as affected by the pleasure as she was. With one knee he pushed her thighs further apart and angled her for deeper penetration.

  Through the slit of her lashes she watched him drink in the view. Every part of her on full display. “Beautiful. And mine, as long as you’ll have me.” Lifting his gaze, he looked at her. Holding her attention, he pistoned forward with a thrust that rocked her body. Fingertips glanced against her thighs, the soft touch a stark contrast to the strong man.

  He gripped her in place again. Thrust.

  His thighs smacked into hers, amping up the hungry ache that swirled in her belly. “Have you always needed me, Ember?” Her finger tightened in the sheets. He drove deeper, finding the bundle of nerves buried within her core. “Long for me when you were gone. Did you feel the bond pull you back?”

  “Yes.” She found it harder to breath with each stroke he delivered to her channel. Her orgasm built, the pressure a delicious treat waiting just beyond her reach. Maybe if she concentrated more...

  “Yes, that’s all you have?”

  “Yes, always. Always, Julian. The bond was impossible to bury fully.” She angled her head to look at him over her shoulder. His eyes s
moldered with the truth she freely gave. Still buried within her walls, he pulled her up flush against him. Her heart raced. Every problem before tonight and after faded into nothing. No longer could either touch her. The problems of tomorrow were nothing more than her imagination, and the painful past couldn’t touch her. Not while he held her so closely and loved her with the growing power that fed through their bond.

  “Because there’s not a night I didn’t want to hunt you down, find you and claim you over and over again until you realized how much you belong to me,” he rasped.

  “And you to me.”

  His fingers moved between her thighs, parted her swollen lips and glanced against the super sensitive bundle of nerves hidden there. She shuddered, so close to giving him what he wanted.

  Her muscles tensed as he teased her clit. “Oh, goddesses, don’t stop, Julian,” she moaned, low. Her head rolled back to rest on his shoulder, her hips bucking to the rhythm he set. Friction built, the heat almost too much to handle. Hot liquid pooled between her thighs to coat his length. “I’ve never needed anyone the way I need you.”

  So close. So fucking close.

  “Show me your nipples. Show me how hard they get when I claim you.” He growled out his command, pinning her back to his front.

  She tugged on them, gently. They were so sensitive. “Harder.”

  She couldn’t.

  He could.

  Moaning, she bit her lower lip to keep from screaming as electricity burned through every nerve ending between her nipples and her pussy.

  Heat bloomed, spread from her core and ignited another kind of fire. At first the burn was small pinprick. His cock pounded into her, and with each thrust it increased. A small whimper slipped from her lips. “It hurts.”

  He stilled. “What hurts?” His fingers tightened, worry slashing through his words.

  “The mark... ARH... it burns.”

  “Shh, baby, it will be all better soon.” Slowly, he withdrew from her then eased back in. Then repeated.

  “Julian!”

  “Trust me.” She did. With everything in her, she did.

  He leaned forward without losing pace and licked the burning scar. Immediately the ache dulled and she relaxed into his embrace.

  A cry shattered the quiet night. Hellfire was tame compared to the flame that consumed her. Teeth broke flesh and in a blink everything turned pitch black. All quiet but for her shallow breaths.

  Every emotion ran rampant through her, flooding her mind in a mixed wave of confusion. Flashes of her smiling flitted across her mind’s eye. Images of their first bonding. And pain. Not her own, but his. She’d hurt him bad and now she could feel the moment his heart had broken over her leaving.

  Shame at her past actions shoved everything else to the side. How could he still want her?

  Warm hands cupped her face, and she slowly returned to reality.

  “There you are.”

  “It doesn’t burn anymore.”

  “And it never will again.”

  “Julian, I’m so sorry.”

  “Shh, never apologize. You’re here now, and you’re not going anywhere if I have anything to do with it.”

  His shaft pulsed deep in her core and everything else faded away. He had a way of making her feel safe and comfortable. And wanted. She liked that. A lot. His hands traveled from where he held her around the waist to grip the ample flesh of her breasts. Each thumb stroking over her distended nipples sent a rush of anticipation along her nerves. Goddesses, she loved this man.

  “Touch yourself. I want to see what you look like pleasuring my pussy.” He growled, his voice rich with hunger, deeper than she’d ever heard it before. And it thrilled her.

  “Possessive, much, wolfie?”

  She liked the saucy grin he flashed much better than the dangerous, edgy scowl he’d worn before tonight.

  She lowered her fingers to pet her clit with a gentle touch that matched each thrust. Otherworldly power gathered in her core alongside the pressure of her impending orgasm. Magick flourished to life and surrounded them with a thick wall of inky purple tendrils.

  Her hips slapped against thighs. She arched, unable to control the building energy. “Julian... Julian, don’t stop.”

  Anchoring her hips in place, he snarled out a roar that reached into her and said MINE. His cock rode deep, dancing along the tender nerves. Pulse after pulse of heat flooded her channel and it was all she could do to hold onto the here and now.

  As if a light switched on, clarity bitch-slapped her and the true reality set in. But she didn’t have to hold on. With him, she could let go.

  So she did.

  Her hips arched, juices gathered and with a sigh she gave herself over to pure untethered ecstasy.

  He grew tight, rigid with his impending release. Her channel clamped around his thickening length. So tight so could feel every ridge of his cock.

  She slumped forward to her hands and reached between her thighs to fondle his balls. “Yes.” He grunted and slammed home one more time. Ribbons of hot semen coated her insides. Before he could finish, she gave a soft dip to her hips and loved how it caused him to shudder.

  Their eyes locked. Ice blue turned crimson then back to ice blue. Her mate was once again hers. Much like humans did with their vows, they’d just recommitted to one another on the most primal of levels. Soul to soul.

  “Now that I’m yours again, what are you going to do with me?”

  Julian rolled to the side, pulling her with him to spoon her from behind. “Have you every which way I can until my wolf and I are fully sated. And baby, that’ll be a beat longer than forever. In the meantime, I plan on loving you.”

  In a soft tone she added, “And who knows maybe...” She gathered his hand to rest along the soft skin of her belly.

  “Yes.” There were no other words needed. Pure male hunger stared down at her, filled her and she could feel through their bond he meant exactly what he said. He wanted a family with her.

  “There will be no one to stand in our way. You are my family and I am yours And so is the pack. Anyone wants to have a word about that, let ‘em come, but they better be prepared for a fight. Ember, you will never be afraid to follow your heart again, that is a promise.”

  “Speaking of promises, I think you said something about an all-nighter.” A playful smile tugged at her lips. She gave a tease with her hips and loved how his body was already responding to her need. This bond thing could really come in handy.

  “You’re teasing the wolf, baby. Be careful—he bites.”

  She knew all too well and she liked it.

  THE END

  Keep reading for a chapter excerpt of the second Hex My Heart release, Jinxing the Alphas.

  Coming Titles for the Hex My Heart Series

  Hexing the Alpha – Out Now

  Jinxing the Alphas – Out Now

  Bewitching the Alpha - July 2015

  Enchanting the Alpha - August. 2015

  Charming the Alphas – September 2015

  Other Available Series

  Sexy Siesta Series

  His By Sunrise (novella)

  Tequila Sunset (novella)

  Sunrise for Three (novella)

  Look for more anticipated novels from Talina

  Sunrise Till Sunset

  (Joel Cordona’s Novella-Fall 2015)

  COMING SOON!

  Sexy Siesta Full-Lengths

  Controlled Heat (2015)

  Tropical Heat (2015)

  Relentless Heat (TBA)

  Savage Heat (TBA)

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  Talina P
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  CHAPTER ONE

  Plump beams of silver light broke through the scraggly canopy of branches to peel away a small portion of the night’s veil. Fresh snow shifted and crunched beneath Ambrosia’s winter boots, bringing her closer to the clearing ahead. And, by all the witch’s brooms in Sweet Briar Hollow, closer to shedding the bond.

  The bond she shared with Luke and Evan. Both were alphas of a neighboring pack and each an owner of a deeper part of her soul than she cared to admit to. And that is why she was in this mess to begin with.

  She clutched the crystal around her neck and stroked a thumb down the smooth heart-shaped surface.

  Each day the bond grew stronger. And each day she refused to relinquish control to the burn and ache, it only made the longing grow and the weight of their absence more unbearable by the hour.

  Fear. Doubt. Maybe sheer stubbornness kept her from stripping the bond, if it were even possible. Who knew?

  Because, really? How did she call either, Luke or Evan, and ask how to rid herself of their claim over her? That was not a conversation she wanted to have, not after what happened between them that saddled her with the insatiable craving for both men in the first place. And her last phone call to them almost lead to exactly what she didn’t—shouldn’t—want.

  ****

  “Ambrosia, what will it take?” No hello, no pleasantries. She didn’t need any to know the frustrated man on the other end of her phone. “Tell us and we’ll travel to Hell and back if it will return you to us. Your pain...” a deep gut-wrenching sigh followed by a growl broke his words, “... woman, it’s eating us alive. Stop shoving us away. Please.”

  She continued to lie in her bed, eyes closed with silent tears wetting her cheeks and pillow.

  Luke’s commanding voice dripped with the same all-consuming need that knotted her insides. So used to getting what he wanted, the need to act and not being able to, brought out his beast. Desperation stained every word he uttered.