Heart of the Wolf

“I love you, Devlyn,” she murmured against his throat.



“No more than I do you. But for now, you have to earn your keep.”



She nipped at his chest.



He laughed. “Or maybe I should say, I have to earn mine.”



“Hmm.” She snuggled against his chest. “You better believe it. I want to take a run on the wild side. Think you’re up to it, stud?”



He growled. “I’m just the one to take you up on anything your heart desires, my little red wolf.” He buried his face in her curls. “Anything.”



Devlyn served as the alpha male, but Bella ruled his heart and soul... just as it was meant to be. She smiled. “Promises, promises.”



He chuckled, deeply rapturous. “Yeah, and you know how intent I can be on keeping my promises.”



“Yeah, makes me remember again why I selected you for my mate.”



He laughed and kissed her ear. “Demanding wench, but I aim to please you for the rest of our days.”



She ran her finger down his chest. “Good, because we still have a lot of catching up to do.”



“I’m sure we’ll never get caught up.” He shoved the door open with his hip. “But we have all of the time in the world to try.”



“Trying is all of the fun.” She grinned at him, as he laid her on the faux polar bear rug resting before the fireplace. Then she pulled the leather strap free from his hair. “My sinfully, seductive big gray wolf.”



He pulled off his jeans and knelt beside her. She reached out to touch him. Shaking his head, he grinned back at her. “Bad Bella.”



“Hmm-hmm.”