Savage Moon: Wolf Shifter Romance (Wild Lake Wolves Book 4) by Kimber White Page A

goosebumps skittering across my flesh.
    “Near midnight. Head to the edge of the lake where I
met you before. Trust me.”
    Then, with the rest of the pack just a few feet
away, he took a bold chance and nipped my earlobe, sending my nerves into a
frenzy. Heat unfurled within me, sending shuddering waves of pleasure through
me and settling deep in my core.
    “Meet me there,” Alec said, then he let go of my
wrist.
    When Kane turned back toward me, all he saw was my
plastered-on smile.

 
    Chapter Ten
    Midnight took forever to get here. But, when the
time came, the moon cooperated, giving me a lighted trail to guide me back to
the water’s edge. With each step I took, I knew I might be sealing my fate or Jaxson’s.
What if Alec lied just like Kane did? I thought it, but something in my heart
told me it couldn’t be true. But, my head told me I’d thought that before too,
and look where it got me. Still, I ran. If nothing else, if I made it through
tonight, I could draw strength from the tiny taste of freedom it gave me.
    As I burst through the trees, my heart caught in my
throat and fear threatened to drive me to my knees. What if he didn’t come?
What if something happened to him? What if Kane figured out my plans? My breath
went out of my lungs in a whoosh as I stepped into the clearing and saw him.
    Alec.
    He emerged from the water like some luminous sea
creature. I could tell by the glint in his eyes and the way his chest heaved
that he’d just shifted. Water sluiced off him, making his skin shine as he came
toward me. God. He was so beautiful. I took a hesitant step toward him. Then
another. Then, I started to run. Alec reached me in three forceful strides and
got his arms up just in time to catch me as I crashed into his chest.
    Instinct. Carnal lust took over as I wrapped my arms
around him. I’d spent the night so close to him but unable to touch. Now, I
needed to make up for it. We both did. He winced as I ran my hand down the hard
slope of his pecs. He had a wound I hadn’t seen in the dim light until now.
Three long gashes were torn through his perfect skin. They were healing, but I
shuddered imagining the brutality with which they’d been inflicted.
    “Kane?” I said past a dry throat. Alec shook his
head. “Not now.” His eyes flashed with a wild lust that echoed inside my own
body. There would be time for talking later. Now, I just needed to feel him.
    “Olivia,” he gasped as he drew me close and lifted
me off my feet. He kissed me. Everywhere. His tongue feathered against my neck,
over my collarbone. He tore at the buttons of the silk blouse I wore. We ended
up a tangle of limbs as we staggered to the beach and toward the woods. Alec
pressed me against a tree and I ran my hands over the solid warmth of his back,
his strong arms, down the rippled planes of his stomach. He was huge and hard
and I bit my lips, wanting desperately to wrap my fingers around the length of
his cock and bring him into me. My knees went weak from the urge to spread my
legs and let him take me. Right here. Right now. Forever.
    “Alec. Please!” I couldn’t get enough of him. I was
wild, desperate. This was me and it wasn’t me. I felt as though I were
some wild thing, unable to control the shift within me. Alec was strong.
Herculean. With his broad back and concrete abs. I did touch him. I couldn’t
help myself. I ran my fingers along his shaft. He was turgid and hard, and I
felt the throbbing swell of my own sex as I opened for him.
    But, thank God for both of us, Alec’s will was every
bit as strong as his body. He groaned against my temple then tore himself away,
staggering backward toward the water. He put his hands on his knees and bent
forward, reminding me of an airplane crash position. He put a hand up to stop
me as I moved toward him again. “Stop,” he gasped. “Oh, God. We have to stop.”
    I took a halting step forward, then sideways. Then,
my knees finally gave out and I plopped down on the sand.