Wicked Deeds on a Winter's Night

beneath him.

Against his lips, she murmured, 'Bowen... '

He drew back. 'I know my female's tone. I'll be takin' you tae bed now.'

When she nodded eagerly, he gave her a sly grin. 'Your werewolf's still got it, eh, lass?'

Breathless, she smiled up at him. 'If by it you mean me, then you'll never lose it.'