The Mating Seduction
Werewolves of Montana, Book 3
Lexie Walters knows she’s in big trouble. Caught trying to steal her champion horse from the sexy werewolf cowboy who purchased the mare, she’s offered a devil’s bargain. Jackson Palmer will let her ride Diamond in an upcoming barrel race if Lexie spends seven nights in his bed. Desperate to win the rodeo prize money that can save her pack’s ranch, Lexie agrees. But there’s no way she’ll become his mate, no matter how much Jackson ’s touch arouses her.
Ever since Lexie left for college Jackson Palmer has waited to capture the curvy Lupine werewolf’s heart. Now she’s back in his life and he’s determined to claim her. Only Lexie can tame his wild wolf side. If Jackson doesn’t find a mate in two weeks, he’ll get kicked out of the Mitchell pack.
Lexie will do everything to resist Jackson ’s seductive charms. But she doesn’t realize there’s a far more serious threat than losing her virginity to this powerful and determined Lupine. Someone wants to prevent her from racing, only this someone will not stop until she’s off the rodeo circuit for good…
Excerpt (Warning: This is a romance novel containing explicit sex and language. Not intended for anyone under the age of 18)
EXCERPT FROM THE MATING SEDUCTION
A BBW Romance (Big, Beautiful Werewolf)
(Copyright 2013 by Bonnie Vanak)
Thick clouds blotted out the pale moonlight and the glittering stars. The conditions were perfect for stealing a horse.
Lexie Walters limped across the paddock to the red barn of the Mitchell Ranch. She opened the door and slipped inside the stable. Scents of hay and dung stung her nostrils. Heart thudding hard, Lexie advanced to the stall tucked in the back. A beautiful chestnut mare poked her head over the door and nickered a welcome.
Lexie shrugged out of her pack and set it down. She stroked Diamond’s velvet nose. “You ok? They taking good care of you?”
Diamond snorted softly.
“I know, girl. I miss you, too.” A lump the size of a baseball rose in her throat as she nuzzled her cheek against the horse. “Miss you so much. It’s you and me against the world. I don’t have anyone else who cares, not as much as you do.”
Diamond didn’t mind that Lexie walked with a halting gimp or that she never got invited to the college frat parties on campus. Her horse didn’t snicker like that salesgirl when she tried on a riding outfit and couldn’t button it. Diamond liked to win barrel races, same as Lexie.
She fumbled with the catch on the stall door. A new, tangy scent teased her nostrils. She’d barely registered the sharp, crisp smell of polished leather and spices when something whooshed through the air. The lariat fell mid-shoulder and yanked tight, binding Lexie’s arms to her waist.
Roping her like a yearling calf.
Sweat trickled down her backside as she struggled in the tight snare. Then a tall form eased out from the shadows. He flipped a switch. Overhead lights revealed the rope’s holder.
Jackson Palmer, Diamond’s new owner. His full mouth curved in a knowing smile.
Her throat went dry. Jackson, the taciturn, sexy Lupine who’d taught her a few riding tricks. Boot heels clicked across the floor as he advanced. Lexie’s pulse beat faster. Not as tall as other Lupines, he still towered over her like a strong oak tree. A blue chambray work shirt, opened at the throat, revealed a triangle of dark hair. Jeans molded to his muscular thighs. Those same thighs were expert at guiding a horse as he rode.
A hank of silky hair the color of wet earth hung over his forehead. As he pushed it away, his dark brown eyes glinted and he rubbed his free hand over the bristles shadowing his strong jawline.
“Strange time to visit, Lexie.” Jackson gave a gentle tug, forcing her to walk toward him. “Figured you’d make your move tonight, with the race coming up soon.”
Panic lodged in her throat as he kept a tight hold on the rope with one hand. With his other, he unzipped her pack. Her mouth went dry as he dumped out the contents.
“Rope, halter and a few carrots. Felt for her hoofs to silence them,” he drawled.
Lexie’s mouth wobbled. “Diamond was sold while I was away at college, before I had a chance to talk to Nikita. Why won’t you sell her back to me, Jackson? I’ll find the money somehow. I need my horse.”
Pity flared in his dark gaze as he straightened. “Like I told you yesterday on the phone, I can’t do that. She belongs to me, and I have plans for her. And now I’ll have to tell both our alphas you were caught on Mitchell pack territory.”
Nikita already knew and approved of Lexie stealing back her own horse. The Bordello Border Rodeo and barrel racing competition in Texas was in two weeks. Winning was Lexie’s one shot at helping her alpha and finding real acceptance among her pack. She had to have Diamond to win.
“You have to let me borrow her then. I’ll return Diamond after the race.” Desperation nudged her to add, “I’ll even give you a share of the winnings.”
“No can do, sweetheart. She’s mine, fair and square. Lupine law deals harshly with horse thieves, but I’ll work something out.”
His deep, quiet voice stroked over her. She squared her shoulders and looked him straight in the eye. “I’m not good at following the laws of other wolf packs.”
“Lupine,” he corrected. “We’re Lupines and so are you. I can teach you all about laws of my pack, if you’d let me.”
“It could never work out between us.”
“You didn’t give it a chance. You didn’t give me a chance.” His mouth tightened. “Instead you ran away.”
“I wasn’t running from you. I was running to college, to my future.”
Two years ago, she’d stayed at the Mitchell ranch while Jackson gave her riding lessons. She’d developed a huge crush on the sexy Lupine with the wide smile. Then Jackson had kissed her in the barn and scared the hell out of her. She’d never wanted a man as badly as she’d wanted Jackson and had almost tumbled with him in the hay.
It had taken all of her strength to shove him away, telling him she planned to ride on the circuit, attend college and remain a virgin. Jackson was pure male and pure wolf. He liked running with the moon and shifting whenever he could.
Jackson had asked her to be his mate, nearly begged her, but she’d refused. Sexually, she wanted him, as badly as he wanted her.
“No one else but you will do, Lexie. I’m crazy about you,” he’d whispered to her after a kiss that nearly burned down the barn.
His touch made her quiver, and his kiss had filled her with a need she could never fill.
Sex with Jackson meant getting naked. And she never wanted him to know how abnormal she was. It was bad enough being labeled as chubby by Skins, the term Lupines used for humans. But if Jackson saw her abnormality?
“And now you’re back.” He gave the rope a gentle tug. “I’ll have to tell Aiden and bring you to Lupine justice before the pack. Aiden will demand a formal investigation of Nikita and why she allows her females to sneak into another pack’s turf.”
Panic surged through Lexie. Such a power play would give Aiden control and could mean Nikita’s secrets would be spilled. Her alpha had been firm. No one must know.
“Don’t, please,” she begged, hating the pleading note in her voice.
An almost tender expression came over him, then he looked dark and dangerous again. He stroked a hand over his chin. “I won’t, under one condition. I’ll even loan you Diamond so you can race, under that same condition.”
A spark of hope ignited, pushing aside the grim future. She tried to keep the eagerness from her voice.
“You stay here on the ranch with me. For the next seven nights…” his wicked smile grew wider. “Naked in my bed.”