The Wolf Hunger (Wolf Ring #2)
Meg Harris
An antique ring fills Zev with a sensual hunger that only one woman can cure.
Length: Novella (16,000 words).
Warnings: Blunt language, explicit sex.
EXCERPT:
She frowned. “What’s going on, Zev?”
He swallowed, very noisily, and carefully didn’t look at her.
“I want to have sex.”
She tried to suppress a smile, with limited success. “So what else is new?”
Zev had never been a monk, by any stretch of the imagination. He was a normal guy, and seemed to like sex as well as any guy. But at the humor in her voice, he spun around, looking irritated.
“I don’t mean like normal. I mean… I mean it’s all I can think about. It’s driving me crazy. It’s like a hunger, or a craving, or…” She saw his fists clench. “It's hard to explain, but I... I'm dying here, Tala. Seriously.”
So he was wildly in need of sex, and he didn't have a girlfriend right now. And here she was, alone with him. The situation was... intriguing, to say the least.
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