The next book set in the Cascadia Wolves universe, FATED, is now available from Samhain Publishing!

Just because Fate brings you your perfect mate doesn’t mean it’ll be easy.

Cascadia Wolves series

Could there be any worse fate than a road trip from Seattle to L.A.—with one’s mother—to attend a wedding? Why yes, when one isn’t married yet, like Megan Warden. Toss in a grandmother and a carload of already married sisters and it’s a recipe for sneaking sips of “special” coffee while someone else drives.

Shane Rosario has better things to do than attend a wedding where his father’s relatives will be at him nonstop about getting married and having children. If it weren’t for seeing his anchor bond, Layla, he’d have taken a pass on the entire weekend. It would be easy, since he’s become adept at hiding who and what he is.

When the two weren’t even looking, Fate steps in and before they know it, their bond is sealed. Bonded pair, married in the eyes of their people. Two people tied together in every way. Trouble is, Shane’s not sure he wants all that comes with Megan. And Megan’s certain she’s not willing to live outside her pack, pretending to be human.

The distance between them is more than geographical. It’s a widening gulf rapidly filling with resentment…an emotional divide only acceptance could bridge. Can Shane can accept himself to cross it? Only if they let love take control.

Naughty Type Excerpt after the “read more” Jump!

CASCADIA WOLVES: FATED BY LAUREN DANE
Copyright 2008, Lauren Dane
All Rights Reserved, Samhain Publishing

The next morning he woke slowly, rising to consciousness but aware Megan lay within his arms. Her hair spread over his arm and shoulder, the scent of her sliding into his system with each breath he took.

She was warm and loose, one breast pressed against his naked torso, one arm over his chest, her skin pale over his more olive tones. He simply took her in, watching the rise and fall of her body.

Before too long, her nipple, the one pressed to his body, tightened and he scented the heated response of her desire. She had awakened wanting him as much as he wanted her, apparently.

“Morning,” he murmured. He brought her hand to his mouth for a kiss and that one brief touch of his tongue against the skin of her knuckle sent need sizzling through him.

“Mmm,” she hummed and stretched, turning into his body, sliding a silky thigh up his and over his aching cock.

Writhing, warm and willing woman and all his. Suddenly he was awake, wide awake and ready to take every bit she wanted to give him and then coax some more. He rolled over so she was on her back beneath him and he nearly cried out for joy when she spread her legs and made room for him. Like he was made to be there.

“Fuck me,” she said in a low voice. Velvet and seductive much like every damned inch of her skin.

“Let me build up to it.” Even as he said it, he couldn’t stop himself from dragging the head of his cock through her pussy, the heat of her making him crazy.

“I don’t want that. I want you in me. You can be finessed while we shower. For now, I want you and I don’t want you to hold back. I want everything from you.”

His heart stuttered even as he angled himself, hitched her thigh up over his hip and thrust into her pussy.

Over and over he filled her and retreated, her body welcoming him, her gaze locked with his, those sleepy, sexy green eyes seeing right to the heart of him. Connected this way, through their intense sexual chemistry, he felt truly himself with her.

He didn’t know if he could give her everything of himself. But he could share this way. He could love her with every part of his body and show her the gift he thought she was. Clearly they had a great sexual connection, maybe that would get them through, take them to another level. But right then, all he wanted to do was drown in her body, revel in her beauty and empty himself deep inside her before they stumbled into the shower and he showed her the novelty of just exactly how all those extra hower heads could aid him when he was on his knees, licking her clit until she screamed his name.

This could be enough. For now it could be enough.