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Werewolves of Montana Mating Mini #1


Desperate to be free of her evil alpha, Alexa auctions off her virginity to wealthy and mysterious billionaire Jeremiah Jackson Taylor. But her heart belongs to J.J., a sexy cowboy she met when Aiden Mitchell hired her to cook for his pack. The feelings she has for this handsome, shy werewolf run strong, but what will Alexa do when she finds out J.J. IS Jeremiah, the arrogant alpha who purchased her for one night of passion?


Excerpt (Warning: This is a romance novel containing explicit sex and language. Not intended for anyone under the age of 18)

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(copyright 2014 by Bonnie Vanak)

"Mind if I join you?" a deep voice drawled.

Her heart skipped a beat as she looked up to see J.J., Stetson pulled low on his forehead, blue jeans faded, but clean. A blue chambray work shirt outlined his leanly muscled body. An empty wineglass dangled from one hand.

Her heart raced and her body felt tight with longing. The wolf was so damn hot.

Alexa gestured to an empty chair. "Want some wine?"

He helped himself and studied her with that keen, assessing look. "I thought you didn't drink."

"Now's a good time to start." She swirled the liquid in her glass.

A planter filled with bright red geraniums sat on the deck. The cool river breeze teased her hair as she watched horses crop grass in the nearby pasture. The bucolic, peaceful setting should have soothed her anxiety, but Alexa could only think of the fate awaiting her in Jeremiah Jackson Taylor's bed.

A delicate shiver raced down her spine as she imagined Taylor's hands, his body rudely penetrating hers without gentleness or consideration. Certainly not love.

J.J. clinked glasses with her. "To your future."

The delicious wine turned sour in her mouth. "I'd rather drink to something more positive. Like nuclear war."

He considered. "How about drinking to good times?"

Much better. She clinked glasses with him again.

"And great sex."

Alexa nearly choked on her sip of wine. She recovered, saw him watching her with his hooded gaze.

"That's an odd toast."

He shrugged. "Why? I'm a guy. I think of sex all the time. You're a young, healthy Lupine. We're a sensual people. Haven't you ever wondered what great sex would be like?"

"I don't have a good imagination."

But that was a lie, for she had wondered, and felt wistful her body would be turned over to an uncaring, arrogant alpha.

"Would you like me to illustrate for you?"

A teasing look entered his gaze. Despite the chilly river breeze, Alexa felt hot all over. "Only if you use markers. And my body as your canvas."

Holy wolfsbane, did she actually say that? A furious blush heated her face, but J.J. only threw back his head and laughed. He had a wonderful laugh, all deep and relaxed.

"Might be better to tell you in Spanish."

"Why not English?"

Swirling the wine in his glass, he considered. "Sounds more romantic in Spanish."

"I could do with a little romance." She sighed deeply. "Instead I'll be handed over to an arrogant male who will climb on top of me, do the deed and think only of himself. Not exactly how I wanted to lose my virginity."

Oops. The wine made her careless. But he only regarded her with his steady gaze. "The first time a woman makes love can be painful, but also filled with pleasure if you have the right partner," he said softly.

Such intensity in his eyes, as if he wanted to be that special someone who made love to her for the very first time. Alexa envisioned J.J. naked, all those wiry muscles, mounting her as she lay naked in bed. His hard male body covering her as he looked down with passion blazing in his intense gazeā€¦.

She felt so warm and relaxed. No, hot and wet. Wet between the legs. Oh, she'd had those feelings before, but not cranked up like this, as if someone jerked up her internal thermostat to flaming hot.

Alexa stole glances at J.J., who stretched out his long legs. Tight jeans hugged his lean, muscular thighs. And that ass, very fine indeed.

"Eres muy simpatico. Que lindo culo tienes," she murmured.

He raised a dark brow. "Thanks for the compliment. I've never thought of myself as cute, or possessing a nice ass, but I appreciate your assessment."


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