Beautiful Beyond Words

Dark heat coiled through his body as Kaizan held her wrist tightly, so tightly that she was surely going to get marks there. Desire, lust, fear—they cruised through him on a relentless wave. Her fragile shoulders, slender arms and soft breasts he longed to nuzzle and suckle. He was pushed to madness that he had held at bay for so many years. 

He had only held her wrists but the heat that surged through them flowed out encompassing her slowly in circles, wrapping her in its warm embrace and then mixing with her own heat that had pooled in her belly. And now Olivia couldn't deny that she desired the man in front of her ever since she had seen him for the first time in the hollow of the tree. The wolf made her fantasies come true. He was like a mountain lion on his hunt and she was willing to be his prey. She stared into his warm hazel eyes and infused every speck of desire she felt for him. 

"Kaizan."