Beauty and Her Beast

Jenna has a fantasy...
Xavier has a secret...
What will happen when the two collide?

Jenna wishes she could be more outgoing -- maybe then she’d have the confidence to approach the sexy stranger visiting her library.

Xavier has only one chance to speak with Jenna, but what will she do when she learns he isn’t human?

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"I love tales of werewolves and this one does not disappoint. Xavier is a hot lycan that any woman would be proud to be mated to. The sex scenes are hotter than molten lava. Ms. Logan has a knack for creating sexy alpha heroes that really trip my trigger. If you like paranormal tales of love and lust then this may be the book for you!" - Susan White, Coffee Time Romance

"4.5 Blue Ribbons! A story of passion and sensuality and even more passion. This book is hot with a capital H and you will find yourself in desperate need of ice and a fan with a high setting. Xavier is sensitive and sexy with a dark thrill that will curl your toes. Jenna is an understanding heroine that readers will instantly like. Together this couple provides enough heat to warm an entire country. Kyla Logan has a flare for writing stories with creative plots and hypnotic characters. I eagerly look forward to what her next book will bring." - Angel, Romance Junkies

Excerpt:

He’d been watching her for the past two weeks. Her long sable-coloured hair was tied up in a tight bun, and she didn’t have much makeup on. Not that she needed anything to enhance her beauty. Her long legs, her full, firm breasts clothed in her prim librarian suit disguised her perfect figure -- unless you knew what to look for.

He didn’t know what made him hide at closing time, only that he had to talk to her, to see her alone. He hadn’t intended to frighten her but, as he stood behind her with his hand over her mouth, that was exactly what he had done.

“Please, don’t be frightened. I only want to talk to you,” he whispered as he leaned in closer and breathed in her intoxicating scent. It was pure woman. No chemical perfume had touched her skin this day.

She gave a moan at his words, unintentionally exciting him as the vibration ran through his hand and down his arm. He moved his free hand inside the open jacket she wore, lightly brushing her covered breasts. He felt the shiver run through her body at his touch. He could pretend she was enjoying the feel of his hands on her body.

She tried to move her face from side to side, to remove his hand from her mouth. He couldn’t allow that till he calmed her down. “I just want to talk. I’ve watched you working, and I love the way you deal with old and young alike. I only wanted to invite you for a drink or to have dinner with me, not to frighten you so much.” She would never want anything to do with him now.

He lightly kissed the side of her neck. Her beautiful swan neck had been calling out to him to place his mark since the first time he saw her. He couldn’t stop himself from gently nibbling her skin -- feeling the shudder that ran through her slim frame as he did. It was so easy to imagine that she was enjoying this closeness as much as he was.

Jenna forgot her momentary fear when she recognised the soft, gruff tones of Xavier, the man she had been watching these past two weeks. Always hoping he’d do more than ask her where he could find his next book to read.

At first when she felt his presence behind her, she had been scared out of her wits, but realising it was him calmed her. Somehow she knew he would never harm her.

His gentle touch on her breast and then the light nibbles on her neck sent a wave of pleasure through her body. She felt her pussy grow moist. She had always fantasised about an encounter like this. She trembled as he grew bolder. He was already rubbing his hand over her nipple… just the way she liked it.

Managing to open her lips slightly she gave his palm a quick flick with her tongue, delighting in his moan of pleasure. She felt his growing length and hardness against her buttocks.

His palm covering her mouth relaxed, enabling her to turn her head slightly, moving it enough to murmur, “It’s okay. I am not afraid now that I know it is you.”

Jenna heard his indrawn breath, his hesitation, and then he removed his hand from her mouth. He didn’t move, waiting to see what she would do or say in response, she supposed.

She leaned her head back on his well-muscled chest, giving herself into his care, hoping her submission to his will would encourage him to act on what they both so obviously desired.