Terry Spear - [Shifter 02] (20 page)

With their mouths fused and their breathing labored, she was ready to skip the bath and take him to her bed. But he quickly remedied that and stopped the water from filling the tub.

“It’ll take too long,” he said brusquely. When she looked up into his gorgeous blue-green eyes, he smiled. “I can’t wait.”

Then he flipped on the water in the glassed-in shower stall, carried her into it, clothes and all, and shut the door before he began kissing her all over again.

She was trying not to laugh, thinking he must have some kind of fetish for feeling her up when she was wearing clothes in a shower, when she was soaking wet with the fabric clinging to her like a slippery second skin.

The first time had been when she was wearing her nightie on the cottage deck, and he’d pulled her into the shower with him. And now again, his hands were stroking her breasts through the wet shirt, his smile saying how much he enjoyed being with her like this.

She smiled back, loving the hot Special Forces cat and all he meant to her. She grabbed a bottle of body wash, poured some of it out, and began soaping his chest, his muscular arms, and his jeans, focusing primarily on the rigid arousal begging to be freed.

He groaned as she stroked him through his jeans, and he began to struggle to unbuckle his belt. She wasn’t giving up and continued to run her hand over his swollen cock.

He fumbled with his zipper like a man being exquisitely tortured.
That’d teach him to wear his pants in the shower if he was going to get
her
all
worked
up.

He jerked his pants off and tossed them on the shower floor.

She slipped her hand inside the opening of his wet boxers clinging to his erection and felt his hard flesh jump at her touch. He leaned down and kissed her again, his mouth claiming hers as he slid his hand between her legs and began to stroke her hard and fast, making her melt under the warm water. His stroking was drawing her to the zenith of pleasure, her eyes closing as she absorbed the sensual onslaught.

She gave a strangled cry of pleasure as he took her over the top, released her, and then pulled off the sopping wet boxers that had molded to the most delectable parts of him.

In one smooth movement, he lifted her, centered himself, and impaled her eager body. She straddled him, his steel-hard erection embedded inside her. With her back against the smooth porcelain wall, he rocked into her, thrusting deeper, harder, faster. His sexy male cat smell and the vanilla body wash mixed in a tantalizingly delicious fragrance.

She combed her fingers through his wet hair as her legs wrapped tightly about his lean hips. He kissed her again, his tongue plundering her. Ready for him, she sucked on his tongue hard, arching against him. And he lost the battle.

Groaning her name in a wickedly lust-drenched voice as he climaxed, he leaned his forehead against hers and laughed.

She furrowed her brows at him.

“You’re still wearing my shirt,” he said, grinning.

“And whose fault is that?” she asked as she slid down his length and rested her feet on the shower floor.

“As long as you don’t wear my pants.” He started unbuttoning the shirt and dropped it on the shower floor to rest with the other garments. Then he rinsed off and turned off the water. “What’s next on the schedule?” He grabbed a towel and began drying her hair.

“You have to ask?” she said, cupping him.

He grinned down at her. He might think he was one hot Special Forces Golden Claw, but she had some pretty nifty moves of her own.

The bed was next. The lake after that. Maya had to smile at Wade’s request. He had wanted her to wear a black lace bra and panties like she’d worn in the Amazon River. Then it was back home to the whirlpool bath to clean up. And then to bed again.

Later that night, lying against Wade’s naked chest on the soft mattress, she thought she heard Kat and Connor sneaking in through the front door and making a quiet retreat to their bedroom. She wasn’t sure. Jaguars and their shifter cousins could be as quiet as shadows.

She snuggled against Wade and wondered again about her dad and if he was or wasn’t her father. And where Thompson’s jaguar had gone off to. She wanted to ask Wade what he thought. She wanted to have resolution.

“Wade?” she said softly.

“Yeah?” He sounded like one worn-out cat.

“I love you.”

He smiled at her, then wrapped his arms around her tightly, kissing her on the forehead. “Good, because there is no doubt in my mind that you’re the only one for me.”

She kissed his chest and looked up at him. “Want to prove it to me? Again?”

“Insatiable,” he murmured, rolling her onto her back.

She was. She hadn’t realized it… not until she met the cat of her dreams.

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USA Today
Bestselling Author

Savage Hunger

by Terry Spear

He saved her once…

When Kathleen McKnight was caught in the crossfire during a mission deep in the Amazon rain forest, a mysterious man saved her life then disappeared. Kathleen returns a year later in hopes of finding her mysterious savior…

Now he wants to claim her…

Jaguar shape-shifter Connor Anderson is instantly intrigued by Kathleen’s beauty and courage and thinks about her constantly. When she comes back to the Amazon to seek him out, he knows he has to act fast if he’s to keep her for his own…

Praise for Terry Spear:

“Terry Spear knows exactly how to extract emotions from her readers… and keep them riveted.”—
Love Romance Passion

“Time after time Spear delivers, giving paranormal fans plenty of action, plenty of mystery, and, of course, love and romance aplenty.” —
The Good, the Bad and the Unread

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USA Today
Bestselling Author

A Highland
Werewolf Wedding

by Terry Spear

On the run…

After werewolves Elaine Hawthorn and Cearnach MacNeill almost have a head-on collision on a foggy Highland road, they’re pretty well stuck with each other. It’ll be hours before anyone can get there to pull his car out of the ditch, and they both have better places to be.

And nowhere to hide from each other…

The sexy little American brings out all of Cearnach’s big bad protective instincts. If she thought she was in trouble before, Elaine has no idea what kind of complications a hot Scot can cause…

“Another shining example of exactly why Terry Spear is the queen of the shifter romance.”—
Night Owl Reviews
Reviewer Top Pick, 5 Stars

“Spear continues to combine captivating characters, gripping mysteries, and all-consuming love stories.”—
Fresh Fiction

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USA Today
Bestselling Author

A Howl for a Highlander

by Terry Spear

Duncan MacNeill is hell-bent on catching the thief who’s stolen the clan’s fortune and run off to Grand Cayman Island. Duncan has rarely left his homeland and he couldn’t care less about an island paradise. He never expected to find a beautiful distraction who will show him just how appealing paradise can be…

Lone wolf and botanist Shelley Campbell headed to the island to study the old growth forests. She didn’t count on meeting a handsome Highlander who can’t keep his paws off her.

Praise for
Dreaming of the Wolf
:

“Intense and swoon-inducing…The chemistry is steamy.”—
USA Today Happy Ever After

“Fascinating characters and an exciting, action-packed plot.”—
RT Book Reviews
, 4 Stars

“Intriguing…The queen of werewolf drama Terry Spear provides a powerful tale of love and war.”—
Midwest Book Review

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