Destined For The Alpha: Six Heart-Racing Shifter Romances (Werewolf's Harem Book 7) by Vivian Wood Page B

his wolf pounce. Her wolf liked the idea very much, but Aurelia didn’t want to torture Ben too much. 
    “Ben?” she asked, dropping her gaze finally.
    “Yes?”
    “I should tell you something,” she said, reaching out to catch his hand. She trailed her fingers over his, relishing the way he felt even in this small way.
    “Okay,” he said, his tone growing guarded. 
    “Lucas and I…” she began, unsure how to explain.
    “Ah,” Ben said, pulling his hand away immediately. “No need to, you know…”
    “No!” she said, sitting up. “No, I’m sorry. I’m making this difficult.”
    Ben looked back at her, blue eyes flashing with something very close to pain. She hated that, hated that she’d caused that. She reached out, her hand cupping his jaw. He closed his eyes and pushed into her touch, stubble tickling her fingers. Her heart faltered in that moment, something clicking into place.
    “I was trying to say that Lucas and I aren’t exclusive. As long as I use protection, I can do anything I want,” she said, wincing at how clinical her words sounded.
    Ben’s eyes flew open, his gaze boring into hers, searching. Seeking truth, hope. Aurelia sucked in a breath at the same moment that he did, and they hung like that for an eternity, neither daring to end the moment.

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    Chapter 4
    B en gazed at Aurelia , breathing deep to take in her intoxicating scent: fresh, clean lavender mingling with feminine musk. Impossibly large sapphire eyes set in that innocent doll’s face, with a sinfully lush mouth made for things obscene. Her fiery hair was swept up in a ponytail now, and Ben wanted nothing more than to release her tresses and dig his fingers deep, tug her close.
    Aurelia broke the spell after a time, tilting her head and narrowing her gaze at him. The flash of uncertainty that crossed her face propelled him forward; he needed her to know that he wanted her. On every level, without exception or explanation.
    Ben leaned forward, brushing his lips across hers. The simple touch lit him like kindling, and he nearly groaned with the effort of not demanding more. He waited, heart pounding, for her response. Aurelia’s breath hitched, lids fluttering down over her eyes, and she leaned into him. Her tongue slid over her lips, dampening them to the sweetest shade of pink, and she offered her mouth up to him.
    It was just enough. Ben took her mouth, alternating brushed kisses and soft nips, groaning at the taste of chocolate on her lips. One hand curled around the nape of her neck, one cupped her jaw, and he slowly pulled her up against his chest. 
    Aurelia’s kisses were tentative, searching, questioning. Tipping her head back, Ben deepened the kiss. He nipped her lower lip just hard enough to make her gasp, then took full advantage. His tongue found hers, stroking and coaxing her. She made a soft, needy noise and Ben devoured it, lived for it. 
    When her small hand came up to curl around his biceps, Ben leaned back and urged her closer. He fed her kisses, luring her nearer until she was nearly in his lap. Dropping his hands to her hips, he pulled her up onto his lap so that she straddled him. He knew she could feel the huge, hard ridge of his erection; she pressed down against his cock, curious.
    Her eyes widened with understanding, and she gave him a startled look. He couldn’t help but chuckle; clearly Aurelia hadn’t expected him to be so well-endowed. She blushed, then gasped outright when Ben slowly dragged her hips down the full length of his cock, then back up. 
    Ben gave a soft growl, the material of his shorts and her leggings doing nothing to disguise her dampening heat. Taking her mouth again, he gripped her hips and ground against her with growing fervor. The scent of her arousal blossomed around him, driving him mad. 
    His wolf woke, suddenly vocal. Images flooded his mind, images of Aurelia’s tits bouncing as she rode him, images of her on her knees with her mouth wrapped around his cock,