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“When he growled against her pussy,the tremor added to her pleasure and her orgasm ripped free.”
― Savannah Stuart, Tempting Target

“With a low groan he slammed into her pussy one last time as he emptied himself inside her.As his hot warmth filled her she felt her knees go weak.”
― Savannah Stuart, Tempting Target

“His thick length was firmly embedded inside her.Before she could move against him,he pulled out then slammed into her again.”
― Savannah Stuart, Tempting Target

“Just the sensation of having one man touching her and the other watching made her shiver in awareness.”
― Savannah Stuart, Claiming Her Warriors

“Are you nervous?"...
"A little."
"Do you want to stop?"
"No, just go slow."
"I can do that." He could do any damn thing she asked of him.”
― Savannah Stuart, Power Unleashed

“She blinked once before the most brilliant smile lit up her face. “Just when I think I can’t possibly love you even more, you do something incredibly unexpected. Thank you.”
The ground shifted beneath him the tiniest bit every time she told him she loved him. She’d confessed the first time two days after he’d saved her from Einar. He’d been waiting for the right moment but she’d beat him to it. The only positive thing to come out of that bastard Einar infiltrating the mountain sector was that they’d patched up a security hole. He still wasn’t certain what the male had wanted; probably just to cause as much destruction as he could. It didn’t matter now.
“I love you too.” He moved toward her, planning to show her just how much.
But she shook her head and waved some wand thing at him. She used it to do something to her eyebrows.
Since she’d moved all her stuff into his room he’d discovered that females took up a lot of space. “I know that look. We don’t have time.” She disappeared into the bathroom once again.
This time he followed, his body already humming with the need to be inside her. “We have plenty of time.”
She’d invited half a dozen females from their sector as well as their mates tonight to celebrate the unanimous change in the Ducereco law. They’d also started plans on her new project. Things were about to change for his people and he knew it was for the better.
Shaking her head, she turned away from him and faced the mirror. That would not deter him. If anything, the sight of her pert ass made him even harder. Her tunic only covered the top half, making him crazy as he moved up behind her. He slid his hands up her hips and under her tunic until he grasped the thin scrap of material of her sheer panties and slid them down her legs. She’d paused what she was doing and watched him in the mirror, her own hunger sparking as wild as his. He moved in close, pressing his erection against her back. Leaning down, he brushed her hair to one side and nuzzled her neck. He never got tired of her sweet scent or the perfect way she fit right up against him.
“Maybe we have some extra time,” she murmured, her eyes going heavy-lidded as they met his in the mirror.

-Leilani & Con”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“He was the kind of man who turned heads. And he was all hers.
That made her feel ridiculously proud. Her wolf wanted to strut around and freaking preen that this was her male.”
― Savannah Stuart, Worth the Risk

“I want to taste you,” he murmured, his wicked voice full of promises against her neck.
She nodded and let out a garbled moan that could have meant anything, but he thankfully seemed to understand she meant ‘dear goddess, yes please’.

-Con & Leilani”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“She snorted and went back to the cake. As she smoothed on the last of the icing, she frowned. “It doesn’t really look like suklaada cake, does it?”
No, but he wasn’t going to admit that. “Looks good to me.

-Brianna & Aeron”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“But there was no way in hell this obnoxious, sexy wolf was her mate.”
― Savannah Stuart, Claiming His Mate

“The mated males are biased. They want more females here for their own females. Many of the single males will likely have an issue, since it is tradition.”
“Well if the single males want more females here, that’s the only way to do it. They’re only hurting themselves.”
His fingers flexed slightly against hers. “Why do you think females would come here, anyway?”
“Why wouldn’t they? I knew nothing about this sector and even after my tour I still don’t know much about it. Maybe if there was an attraction here— other than the males— it would bring more females.”
He straightened and pushed up so that his hands caged her against the headboard. “This facility puts out the best warriors and we do some of the most intense and covert off-world missions. We will not have attractions here like a… carnival.”
She blinked, realizing he’d misunderstood her. Unable to stop herself, a giggle escaped.
She cupped the side of his face. Midnight black stubble already covered his jaw. She shivered, remembering the feel of it against her inner thighs not too long ago. “I didn’t mean that kind of attraction. I mean, give the females an incentive, like luxury housing or the chance to run a business here. There are so many business opportunities here for women. So far I’ve only seen one clothing shop and one bakery run by females.”
He was silent a long moment as he watched her. “I think I might be biased too.”
“How so?”
“Because I want to change the law simply to please you.” The way he said it was almost grudging.”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“You look good in my shirt," he murmured.
The quiet words drew her gaze back to his face. "Then why do you look disappointed?"
His shoulders lifted slightly. "I was hoping you'd be wearing nothing.”
― Savannah Stuart, Power Unleashed

“His hands, which had been on her hips, suddenly grasped the slim strap of her panties and snapped the material apart.
"You owe me another pair," she gasped.
"Stop wearing them and it won't be a problem.”
― Savannah Stuart, Power Unleashed

“Clearly human females made males insane.

-Con's thoughts”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“On a construction site sabotage could be potentially deadly. Alarm jumped through her. “Is anyone hurt?”
“No, thankfully. But… I need to be there.”
“Then go. I’ve got my communicator and everyone knows I’m yours now anyway.” She liked saying that she was his. He liked it as well if the smoldering look he gave her was any indication.
As the elevator made a soft ding, she leaned up and kissed him, not caring about the public affection. He didn’t seem to mind either as he deepened the kiss for a little longer than was probably publicly acceptable.
When the doors opened, there were two males inside who didn’t appear to be getting off— until Con growled at them. Without pause, they politely stepped off and let her get on. Even though there was enough room for about twenty warriors, apparently Con was feeling extra protective today.
She bit back a smile and blew him a kiss goodbye in full view of the two males. To her surprise his ears tinged red.
It was the last thing she saw before the doors closed. A short laugh escaped as she pressed the correct floor.”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“He's not my alpha."
"Oh, he's most definitely yours," Charlie said. "He's been watching you for the last twenty minutes as if he could do very, very wicked things to you.”
― Savannah Stuart, To Catch His Mate

“Con jerked to a halt in the entryway to his and Leilani’s bedroom. It looked as if their entire closet had been dumped onto the bed. Or at least her half of the closet. “Leilani?”
She stepped out of the bathroom wearing only panties and the giant cerulean-colored jewel around her neck that he’d given her a week ago to commemorate their official mating. Part of him still couldn’t believe she’d said yes. She was everything to him and he loved seeing the physical statement around her neck. Everyone knew she was his but still, his most primitive side liked claiming her publicly.
She held up two long-sleeved tunics, both a similar blue color. “Which one should I wear tonight?”
They looked almost the same but the slightly wild look in her dark eyes told him that would be the dumbest answer possible. He pointed to the one on the left. It was cut lower than the other and he liked to see the soft swell of her breasts as often as possible.
“That’s what I thought too.” Grinning, she tossed the other to the ground and disappeared back into the bathroom. The female was a whirlwind of activity sometimes.”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“He clipped the male again, this time in the shoulder, sending Einar flying backward.
He was vaguely aware of Cyn racing to Leilani. He could hear her calling out his own name, but he tuned everything out, including her.
Con couldn’t go to her yet. The threat needed to be eliminated.
A red haze had descended across his vision as he body-slammed Einar, who was attempting to stand. That male wasn’t walking out of here.
He knew he wasn’t acting rational, that the threat could be put down easier than this, but he couldn’t stop the rage that had overtaken him.
Einar pumped a fist against Con’s ribcage as they tumbled to the ground. He barely felt it as he slammed a left hook across the male’s jaw. Didn’t feel anything as he jabbed him in the gut, the ribs, the face. Over and over. He felt a bloodlust overtake him as he pounded at Einar’s face. This male had wanted to hurt Leilani, to take her from Con.
Strong arms wrapped around Con, tackling him to the ground and rolling him off his target. “Con!” Cyn held him tight, his eyes wild as he kept him pinned down. “It’s done. You’re scaring her.”
Those words snapped him out of the dark fog of savagery that had overtaken him. Leilani stood a few feet away, her eyes wide as she stared at him. Fuck, he had scared her. “I’m fine,” he rasped to his brother.
Cyn paused before loosening his grip. When he did, Con stood, terrified he’d screwed things up for good. He didn’t glance at Einar, who he was certain was dead. He’d never lost control like that, had never even come close. It pierced him that Leilani had seen him kill someone, that he literally had blood on his hands in front of her now. “Leilani—”
She jumped at him, throwing her arms around his neck on a sob. “You came for me.”
Unable to do anything about the blood, he wrapped his arms around her and held tight.
Of course he’d come for her. There was nowhere she could go that he wouldn’t follow.
That realization slammed into him as if someone had actually struck him. They’d known each other less than two weeks but she’d changed his world without even trying. He would give up his role of leader for her. The thought should have terrified him, but it didn’t.
He buried his face against her neck, inhaled her sweet, arilod scent. “I’m not letting you go after the moon cycle.”
She sniffled, her fingers gripping his shoulders tight. “Good because I’m not going anywhere,” she said as she pulled back. Her eyes were bright with tears as she looked at him.
“I would move to the mainland for you.”
She blinked once in surprise before her lips pulled up into a smile. “No. This is your home— my home now.”
No, he realized, she was his home, but he simply nodded and crushed his mouth to hers.”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“He handed his brother the drink and sat beside him. Drifts of snow skittered past the wall of glass in flurries. “How was the evening?”
Cyn took a swig of his drink. “She’s not interested in any of them, so do not worry.”
He automatically straightened. “I am not worried.”
As the leader of the mountain clan, he was not concerned about a human female other than her capacity as his responsibility.
“Hmm.”
Con was silent for a long moment. “She is not?”
“No.”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“Thank you," she said against his neck.
For what?"
For putting up with me."
He chuckled against the top of her head. "As if I could live without you.”
― Savannah Stuart, Power Unleashed

“What are you doing?" she whispered.
He wasn't sure why she was whispering, but he kept his voice just as low. "I want to taste you.”
― Savannah Stuart, Power Unleashed

“With restraint she didn’t realize she had, she tore her mouth from his.
He let out a growl of protest, his eyes dark and filled with hunger. The thought of getting devoured by him had all her muscles pulling taut.
“I don’t want to be with your brother,” she blurted.
She’d come to terms with the fact that when she mated it might be with two males. Unlike some of her friends, she’d adjusted to that part of this culture. But she and Con weren’t getting mated and she didn’t want to be with anyone else. She needed that to be clear to him.
“Good.” The word came out as a rumble. “Do you want to be with anyone else?”
Did he seriously have to ask?
She shook her head.
He nipped at her jaw. “Say it.” A soft, dominant demand.
Another rush of heat flooded her at the command in his tone.
“No. Just you.”

-Leilani & Con”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“The man and wolf inside him experienced a surge of primal satisfaction. It had been so long since he'd let his guard down around anyone. After just one kiss, he was ready to bed her. That hadn't happened to him in...ever.”
― Savannah Stuart, Power Unleashed

“Was it possible the giant wolf shifter had actually gotten sexier in six months?”
― Savannah Stuart, Claiming His Mate

“And you didn't think things would be different after I'd gone down on you?After I'd tasted your sweet pussy?”
― Savannah Stuart, Tempting Target

“Something is bothering you. I have sensed it all morning.” He slid his communicator back into his pocket then took her hand in his, linking their fingers together. The action took her off guard, but she welcomed it. The first time she’d held his hand he’d been confused by it, but this was the second time in the last few days he’d initiated it. She loved it.
“Nothing, just… I was hoping that this evening we could talk about something.”
His shoulders stiffened just the slightest fraction. She was getting good at reading the subtle changes in his body language. “What about?”
“Not now. I know you need to get to one of your job sites. Or there’s an emergency at the Samio.”
He raised a dark eyebrow. “How do you know this?”
“Because your communicator has been buzzing like crazy since we…”
Her cheeks heated up and she cleared her throat. It had started going off when she’d been sitting on his face this morning. They’d both ignored it. Then when she got out of the shower she’d found him responding to what seemed like dozens of communications, one buzz after another. The sounds had been maddening. He’d stopped responding when they left his place, but she understood how busy he was and didn’t want to get in the way of that.
“Since we what?” he murmured, leaning closer as they came to a stop in front of another elevator. This one had a shiny, sleek-looking silver door.
“You know what,” she whispered, glancing around.
There were two males waiting at the next elevator and though they weren’t looking in their direction she wasn’t going to talk about that in public.
“I want to hear you say it.”
“That’s because you’re a pervert.”
He gave her one of those grins that made her wonder how she’d ever lived without knowing this male. It still stunned her how much he’d come to mean to her in the past week and a half.
“That’s very true where you’re concerned.” He dropped a kiss on her forehead.

-Con & Leilani”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“You're a machine," she murmured when he swept kisses across her jaw and over her cheek.
"Only for you, sweetheart.”
― Savannah Stuart, Power Unleashed

“Stop!” Leilani’s worried voice cut through the haze in his mind as he pinned Ruari face down on the stone entryway.
He could have let the fight drag on, but the panic in her voice did something strange to him. He wanted to get up and soothe all her fears. But since he didn’t trust the male, or any male, around her, he kept a firm hold on Ruari as he stared at Leilani. And it was impossible not to. Her long, dark hair hung in a single braid draped over one shoulder and breast. The females on the mainland dressed differently than the few females who lived in the mountain clans. Her dress-style was no different than the other Luminet mainlanders he’d seen. The bright red shift dress she had on cinched right under her breasts, the V cut dipping low enough that he could see the soft upper swell of her breasts. Her skin tone was a deep bronze and her shoulders, which he’d never thought of as sexy before, were bare except for straps of gauzy material pinned by jewel-studded dragons.
He wondered where she’d gotten the pins, if some male had given them to her. The thought made something dark and possessive flare inside him. The possessiveness took him off guard.
That was when he realized Cyn and Brandt were both standing there staring at him, clearly wondering if he was going to let Ruari up. Leilani was watching him as well, but her expression was much harder to read. He thought he might have seen a trace of desire in her gaze yesterday when she looked at him but that was before he’d ordered her to give him her files.
“I will let you up, but do not move toward her,” he growled at Ruari. When he stood he immediately moved between Leilani and the other male.”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“Human females are…” Cyn trailed off, drawing her attention to him.
She cocked an eyebrow. “What?”
“Fascinating.”
A ghost of a smile tugged at her lips. Good answer.

-Cyn & Leilani”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior

“Since meeting Con, she desperately wanted to know what it would feel like to be have him ---
He crushed his mouth to hers, jerking her out of her fantasies right into the reality.”
― Savannah Stuart, Claimed by the Warrior