Page 101 of What a Wolf Wants
He smiled and rubbed his body against hers before he separated enough from her so that he could run his hand over her flat tummy and then he was moving lower, stroking her between her legs, feeling her tense with pleasure.
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“Oh, so good,” Charlene whispered and kissed Ethan’s lips again.
He pleasured her mouth with just as much enthusiasm and she loved the way he always treated her like she was a treasure to him, just like he was her treasure—the best thing that had ever happened in her life. But now, he was stroking her, then inserting a finger between the folds and practically sending her to the moon. She surrendered to him completely, seduced by the wolf.
She slipped her hand over his hip and buttocks, and he groaned a little. She smiled. She loved it when she couldmake him feel so good while she was touching him. He made her feel on top of the world as he continued to stroke her into a state of ecstasy. She sank into the mattress, overwhelmed by the orgasm, and he entered her, then began to thrust.
He was so masculine, so alpha, just the perfect mate for her as he turned her world inside out in the best way possible. She wanted him closer, inside and outside, connected in every way. Her heart thundered through her veins, and she could hear his heart beating just as hard.
“You’re just perfect,” he whispered against her ear, kissing her cheek and then her mouth, pumping his throbbing manhood deeper between her thighs.
He was just perfect for her, and she felt she was coming again under his beautiful ministrations. “Ohmigod,” she said, feeling as though she was breaking apart into millions of happy pieces as he came.
“Oh God, Charlene, you are the best.”
“You are too.”
They cuddled together and kissed further. “I love you,” she said, being so happy she had met and mated him.
“I love you too,” Ethan said, and he was glad they were at the ranch, surrounded by protective wolves and just enjoying each other.
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Before they left for home the next morning, Charlene and Ethan had breakfast with Leidolf and Cassie.
“Since the agents are still looking for Kroner, that meansyou’ll be left all alone,” Cassie said. “We would like it if you stayed here with us for protection, Charlene.”
“Kroner might have left the country. Even if he hasn’t, it could take years to catch up to him.” Charlene took another sip of her coffee. “You know how it goes with criminals and locating them. I do have a gun. Living alone on the coast, I figured one might come in handy if anyone thought to break in.”
“We could send someone to stay with you,” Cassie said.
“Thanks, but I’ll be fine. I appreciate the offer.”
“We’ll take turns watching for Kroner—Renault, Noah, and me,” Ethan said. “So someone will always be with Charlene.”
“All right,” Leidolf said, as if that would work for him.
Charlene was so not used to having pack leaders. But she loved them for taking their pack members’ welfare to heart.
After breakfast, they thanked Leidolf and Cassie and finally left for home. Noah had chosen to have breakfast with the three single she-wolves that morning and was still at the ranch as far as they knew.
“So what do you think about Noah and the three she-wolves? I don’t know any of them, but you do,” Charlene said.
“He’s interested in Tori.” Ethan smiled at Charlene as they drove home.
“Why would he eat with the other women then? And run with them as wolves?”
“He’s probably playing the field a bit to show Tori that he could and to make sure he isn’t making a mistake of fallingfor the first single she-wolf he’d met while here. But their work will mean they’ll cross paths in Portland, and I’ll bet you anything that they’ll work up a friendship,” Ethan said.
“Maybe he can work on his relationship skills then.”
Ethan laughed. “The other she-wolves will make sure of it.”
Charlene smiled. “I’m glad he’s moving on with his life. So what are you and the guys going to do next? As far as going after Kroner?” Charlene asked.
“I want to question Oakley’s great-aunt. I want to know if she has any clues to where Kroner has gone.”
