Ethan Cotter
Claiming her mouth, he playfully nibbles on first her lower lip, then her upper. When she
yields, he deepens the kiss.
Drawing a deep breath, the wolf in him takes in the scent of her awakening arousal. A
need, a deep-seated hunger, drives him forward.
Scooping her up in his arms, he cradles her to his chest.
Her heart beats erratically, and her breaths, short and shallow, release in small bursts.
A mixture of fear and desire wafts from her body.
Walking down the hall, Ethan carries her to his bedroom. He sets her on the floor and
yanks the comforter and top sheet off the bed.
Looking up, he finds her taking in the room.
"Uhm, I seem to recall someone stating the occupants of this house were tidy?" She lifts a
brow.
The floor is littered with discarded clothes
