Fated For The Wolf: A Fertile Shapeshifter Romance (Werewolf's Harem Series Book 6) Read Online Free Page A

guess you do. I have to admit, I don’t know what the next step should be. I planned everything up until this point.”
    Elijah gave her a winning smile, leaning a little closer as he spoke.
    “I know what the next step should be,” he intoned. “We have to test the chemistry.”
    “Test the chemistry?” she repeated, confused.
    “Aye, between the two of us. Make sure we’re a not just a good match on paper, you ken?”
    “Ah. Um,” she mumbled.
    “Just a kiss will do it, I think,” he said.
    He was already only inches away, but he reached out for her and put his hand on her waist, drawing her nearer. Ivy’s head fell back as she gazed up at him, the softness of her body pressing up against the hard length of him. His heat sunk into her skin, mesmerizing her, making her wolf growl with fierce pleasure.
    Her lips parted as Elijah’s face dropped to hers, his warm, full, firm lips brushing hers in a teasing motion. Ivy’s hands found his broad, muscular shoulders as she sighed against his mouth. He kissed her fully, lips meshing with hers, and she went strangely blank.
    It began slowly. He pressed his lips to hers, and she met him, savoring the sharp, clean scent of him. She measured the strength of him under her hands, found him exciting. Felt the size of him next to her body, compared him to herself, and liked what she felt. Her brain whirred, calculating, but all the while her heart beat faster and faster. Her wolf came fully awake, reveling in Elijah’s strength and virility. He filled her senses as he kissed and nipped and licked at her lips, bringing her to life, lighting a flame long dormant.
    Suddenly she was so hot, so tense, so needy. She leaned up into the kiss, a strange noise escaping her throat, her fingers curling to dig into his shoulders. Elijah’s kiss was demanding, and she gave. She opened her mouth, allowing him within. When his tongue stroked hers, she met his every thrust. She pressed her breasts against him, angling to be closer to him, and she would have moved closer to straddle his lap had his hands not come up to stop her.
    He pulled back, his motion gentle. Wide-eyed, gasping for breath, Ivy stared up at him in confusion.
    “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean—” she started, blushing to the roots of her hair.
    “Don’ apologize, Ivy,” Elijah uttered. She liked the way he said her name, like Ey-vay . “It just means we suit, is all.”
    “I just didn’t mean to go rubbing all over you like some kind of pervert,” she said, unable to hold back a chuckle.
    “Aye, I’m very offended,” he said, grinning.
    “You look offended,” she said, laughing. She felt all aflutter, somehow.
    “I was about three seconds from trying to get you out of your pretty dress,” he admitted. “But I thought it might be rude to do that before dinner. I’m not sure what the rules are in this situation.”
    Ivy threw her head back and howled with laugher, the tight feeling in her chest finally loosening up a bit. When she regained her composure, she stood and grabbed his hand, guiding him to the dining room.
    “I don’t know what the rules are, either, but I do know that I made quite a nice dinner for us. I don’t want it to go to waste.”
    “Nor the wine,” he agreed, following her like a docile puppy despite his size and strength.
    “No, certainly not,” Ivy said, giving him a happy grin. Maybe, just maybe, things were starting to go her way again. For the first time in a long time, she felt that perhaps it wasn’t too much to hope.
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Three
     
     
     
     
    At the end of the night, Elijah opted to return to Garrett and Kiley’s house instead of staying the night with Ivy. It wasn’t what he’d wanted, exactly; Ivy was gorgeous, intelligent, and intriguing, and she’d definitely gained his wolf’s interest. Still, Elijah had needed a few hours to process everything, and he wanted to say goodbye to Kiley and Garrett before they left for Asheville, off