Novels by K. Woots

Giggling all the way to the bedroom, he passes the bed and takes us into the bathroom. He clicks a few buttons, and the shower starts. I thought we would get right to it, but after the day in the sun and water, I’m not going to complain about a warm, steamy shower… with Colt. I slip off his hoodie and my white bikini top and bottom. My skin looks gloriously tanned as I look at my reflection in the mirror. He steps out of his bathing suit, and we cross the cold tile floor to step into the shower. The warm water running over our bodies soothed our aching muscles. Both of us moved the shower heads in the right position to make sure we were both getting soaked by the water. Colt gets close pressing his chest against my back and licks a stream of water from my ear down to my neck and back up. “You are so fucking beautiful,” he says as he nips my earlobe, his cock hard against my ass. “Mmmm,” I purr at him, turning around so we’re face to face, wrapping my hands around his neck and pushin

Well, that was an unexpected but very welcome surprise. Gives a whole other meaning to lunch break. The only thing that would’ve made it better is if I could’ve returned the favor, but I know Colt wanted to be discreet and I would never disrespect his position with others around. I’ll make it up to him later. And speaking of later, his promises for tonight made me desperate for it to be tonight already. But I did want to enjoy our yacht day. We made light conversation while we were eating. I could tell he was excited and anxious about his product launch. While we were finishing up eating, I heard my phone ding with a text message. Auntie Ro: Change of plans, the Alpha that needs a sister had a delay, so he doesn’t need you yet. With the short notice, a vampire prince has booked you. Hope you don’t mind. Don’t forget to get redone before you go to him. A vampire? Not sure how I feel about that. As long as he doesn’t use me as a blood bag for the month, I’d make it work because that’

If Alpha Cale knew my background, he definitely wouldn’t think I’m a keeper. He only thinks that because he sees what I let him. Nobody thinks I’m a keeper. I’m just the whore, the one someone pays to be with them because nobody actually wants to be with them. It’s okay, really. I’m leaving in like three and a half days. Alpha Cale won’t think it for much longer. Colt won’t think it. It’ll be forgotten as I’ll be forgotten when I leave. Nobody will remember me when he has his mate on his arm. Why does that thought physically hurt my body and soul so much? I almost want to curse the fact that we have fated mates because I think we could’ve been good together in another world. Not even good, we could’ve been great together. We are great together. Just not mates. Well, on the brighter side, if there is such a thing in my life, we’re on our way to the dock to go out on a yacht today. To enjoy the day, the weather, the water, and have some fun before the product launch party in two days.

Best sleep I’ve ever had in my fucking life. Waking up, warm, cuddled next to Colt, our bodies fit together like puzzle pieces. I don’t have many truly happy memories in my life. This? I’ll remember how it felt to wake up just now for the rest of my life.Waking up, curled into his side with my arms wrapped around his torso, our legs tangled together, and my head laying on his chest in the perfect spot to listen to the soothing thump thump rhythm of his heartbeat. I don’t know how it could get much better than this. Correction… I know it can’t get better than this.Tilting my head up to study him while he’s sleeping, all I can do is admire what a sweet soul picked me this month. Honestly, I couldn’t have asked for any better and it's weird to even think that this last month was a “job.” His facial features so perfectly relaxed, and his body released of all tension and stress. He looks like a goddamn angel sent from heaven.He starts to stir, and I run my fingertips up and down his rib

“Colt, I am so sorry. I could feel that you were getting irritated while she was asking questions, I was trying to end the conversation with her. I didn’t think that would turn that ugly. And oh my god, she obviously knows you hired me, she practically just announced to everyone that I’m a whore, you must be so embarrassed. I can leave. It's only like four days early. We can pretend you didn't ask me to stay longer. I’ll start packing and leave when I get back.” I’m shaking, talking to myself, still muttering under my breath nothing that makes any sense.I don’t even care that they know what I’m doing, they don’t know me. They don’t know my life or even a fraction of the shit I’ve been through. But my stupid big mouth gave Desi enough to put two and two together. Colt would never be with someone like me for real and on top of it, I made him look bad. So fucking bad. In public. At a fucking business event. That must be against one of the rules in Auntie’s big-ass rule book that I read.

I don’t give Colt even a second to blink when he gets in the limo when I hop into his lap and straddle him. Throwing my arms around his neck and I reach to crash his mouth against mine. My lips are magnets to his as they clash together in a mix of tongue and teeth. As I deepen the kiss and push my body against him, I feel his cock harden underneath me. “Layne,” he growls out, pulling away from my lips, making my name sound like it takes a whole five seconds to say it. I don’t even answer him, just using the break that he gave my lips to give attention somewhere else. Placing feather-light kisses along his neck, mixing in some licks and bites in between so he never knows what’s coming next, I grind my pussy against him. I want him to know I want him. The smell of my arousal is thick in the air, quickly filling the back cab of the limo and I can see Colt’s wolf in his eyes every time he breathes in. His nostrils flair and he throws his head back with his eyes closed and groans, “What