Made for You (23 page)

With a groan he took her into his arms, rolling with her and keeping her close to him. As he tucked her next to him, she felt something that she hadn’t felt since her mother passed away. It was a feeling of coming home, of having a refuge to go to whenever she needed one.

“I love you so very much, Reese.” She snuggled more fully against him. “I can’t imagine having anyone in my life who I could possibly love more than I love you.”

He kissed her forehead. “You are an amazing woman, Kelley. I know I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again. I love you more than I have words to say.”

And with that she smiled and knew that she had her happy ending.

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Also by Cheyenne McCray

“Riding Tall” Series

Branded For You

Roping Your Heart

Fencing You In

Tying You Down

Playing With You

Crazy For You

Hot For You

Made For You

“Rough and Ready” Series

Silk and Spurs

Lace and Lassos

Champagne and Chaps

Satin and Saddles

Roses and Rodeo

Lingerie and Lariats

Lipstick and Leather

“Altered States” Series

Dark Seduction

“Dark Enforcers” Series

Night’s Captive

Lexi Steele Novels

The First Sin

The Second Betrayal

The Temptation

~Romantic Erotica~

“Seraphine Chronicles” Series

Forbidden

Bewitched

Spellbound

(Spellbound
includes bonus novella,
Untamed)

Possessed

From St. Martin’s Press:

“Night Tracker” Series

Demons Not Included

No Werewolves Allowed

Vampires Not Invited

Zombies Sold Separately

Vampires Dead Ahead

“Magic” Series

Forbidden Magic

Seduced by Magic

Wicked Magic

Shadow Magic

Dark Magic

Single Title

Moving Target

Chosen Prey

Anthologies

No Rest for the Witches

Real Men Last All Night

Legally Hot

Chicks Kick Butt

Hotter than Hell

Mammoth Book of Paranormal Romances

Mammoth Book of Special Ops Romances

Excerpt…
Hot For You

Cheyenne McCray

She had just finished her third mojito when Cody asked her to dance. He took her by the hand and led her to the dance floor. She felt a little tipsy and warm inside but was still steady on her feet.

It was a slow song, and Cody brought her in close to him as she put her hands on his shoulders. A fluttering sensation batted around in her belly and her heart beat a little faster as she felt his body heat even though there was a good inch between them.

His beautiful warm brown eyes studied her. “Enjoying yourself?”

She hoped he couldn’t see the sudden nervousness that gripped her. “Yes. I like your cousins and their wives.”

The corner of his mouth tipped up. “There’s plenty more where they came from.”

She smiled in return and he brought her in closer so that their bodies were touching and she caught her breath. She linked her hands around his neck as he moved his own hands to her hips.

Heat rose inside her and her throat grew dry as their gazes held. He looked at her lips as if he wanted to kiss her. She wanted him to more than she’d ever wanted a kiss before. Her tongue darted out to touch her lips and he brought her body flush with his.

The hard ridge of his erection pressed against her belly. An ache grew between her thighs and her nipples grew taut. She had the sudden desire to take him by the hand, lead him out of the club, and tell him to drive home as fast as possible.

She wanted him. And she wanted him now.

Someone ran into her from behind and she fell forward against Cody. She looked over her shoulder but the couples around them seemed to be paying attention only to their partners. It was the second time that night that someone had run into her, but this time there wasn’t a guy trying to apologize to her.

“Don’t get me wrong,” Cody said as she looked back at him. He was grinning as he held her tight. “But you don’t have to throw yourself at me.”

Heat warmed her cheeks. “Someone bumped into me.”

He just smiled, a slow sensual smile that curled her toes.

The slow song was winding down and she didn’t want it to stop. Without realizing that she was doing it, she moved up onto her tiptoes and he lowered his head.

When his lips met hers, it was like fireworks went off in her belly and in her mind. Vaguely she was aware that a faster tune had started playing, but still Cody kissed her. It was a long, slow kiss that sent thrills from where their lips met straight to her toes.

She was breathing hard when they parted and she looked into his eyes that glittered in the low lighting.

His throat worked as he held her gaze. “Ready to go home?” His voice was husky.

She only hesitated a moment before she gave a single nod. He put his palm on her lower back and guided her through the crowd of dancers.

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Excerpt…
Crazy For You

Cheyenne McCray

The afternoon was growing long as she reached a stock tank, not too far from a small thicket of oak and mesquite trees. She dismounted and let Poca drink from the tank.

Ella felt a prickling along her spine and looked around to see a horse and rider approaching. Clint. A strange combination of irritation and pleasure traveled up and down her spine. Irritation that he had followed her, and pleasure that he was there. Then irritation at her pleasure.

Frowning, she turned her attention to Poca, ignoring Clint. Out of the corner of her eye she watched him dismount Charger when they reached the tank and then lead his horse to the water. She noticed a blanket rolled up on the back of Charger’s saddle.

She glanced at him. “What are you doing out here?”

“Checking up on you.” He said the words casually.

She scowled at him. “What right do you have—?”

In the next moment he gripped her upper arms so tightly that she caught her breath in surprise. The look in his brown eyes caused her heart to pound and she dropped Poca’s reins to brace her palms on Clint’s chest, ready to push him away.

He had never looked as handsome as he did that moment, his expression so intense that she felt as if she might be consumed by the need she felt emanating from him. A raw, powerful need that she shared with every part of her being.

She swallowed as flutters traveled through her belly. “Let me go, Clint.”

His expression turned serious, but he didn’t let her go. “I have one question for you. Whether or not I let you go depends on the answer to that question.”

She raised an eyebrow. “And that would be?”

“What’s your relationship with Johnny Parker?” he said slowly.

Confused by his question, she blinked. “We’re good friends. Why?”

“That’s all I needed to hear.” He dragged her up against him and his mouth came down hard on hers.

Completely caught off guard, she let out a startled gasp, but he swallowed it with his kiss. It was powerful and demanding as he slipped his tongue into her mouth and he gripped her ass in his big hands. His cock was hard as he held her tightly to him.

The thought of struggling came to a quick death as she fell into the kiss. She gave a soft moan as he ground his erection against her belly and she felt an answering tingle between her thighs. Not just a tingle but a full on explosion of need and desire. She thought about the night he had touched her and brought her to orgasm and she gave a soft moan.

She grew lightheaded, as if she needed more oxygen. When he drew away she stared up into his eyes. “I need to finish checking the fence line.” The words came out in a husky whisper, as if she wasn’t sure about herself, not at all like she’d intended.

“You need to stay right here.” He moved his lips to her ear. “With me.”

A shiver traveled down her spine. “No.” She swallowed. “I need to—”

He took her mouth hard again and she felt every bit of resolve slipping. How many times had she dreamed of his kisses? And now that she was a grown woman, here she was, in his arms.

Her whole body felt like soft clay, as if he could mold her, shape her, make her a work of art with his touches and kisses. He groaned deep and low in his throat and she shivered again as he moved his palms from her ass to her waist and back again. His hands felt sure and strong, and she felt a sense of possessiveness running through him, as if she belonged to no other.

No, he was just trying to change her mind and she couldn’t allow him to get away with that.

She shoved at him hard, breaking the kiss, severing the fire that had made her feel connected to him in ways she couldn’t have imagined. “That’s enough.”

“I’m just getting started.” He caught her up in his embrace so that his arm was beneath her ass and she was halfway over his shoulder.

She struggled in his arms. “Put me down, Clint.” He was so strong that she could barely move.

He held on to her with one arm and with his other he unbuckled two straps holding the rolled up blanket on the back of Charger’s saddle.

It occurred to her then exactly what he planned to do with that blanket. She tried to get away but he carried her to the thicket of oak and mesquite trees. He unfurled the blanket on the ground with his free arm, at the base of a group of rocks that were beneath the trees.

He turned and twisted her in the air and she let out a surprised cry as he sat on one of the big rocks. In the next moment she found herself laying facedown, over his knees, her arms pinned behind her back, her hair hanging over her face.

“You deserve a spanking for being so damned difficult,” he growled.

A spanking? Hell no. “Let me go, Clint. Or I swear you’ll regret it.”

“Be still.” He held her wrists in one hand then swatted her hard with his other.

The sting caused her to cry out and her eyes watered. “Don’t!” Again he swatted her and again she cried out. “Stop it!”

To her shock, she felt a tingling between her thighs as he spanked her. She didn’t know how it could be, but with every swat she pictured him thrusting inside her. Her breasts ached and her nipples were hard nubs. She wriggled and felt his rigid cock against her body.

He paused and rubbed her ass with his palm. “Will that make you be quiet and listen?”

“You’re a big bully.” She realized her breathing had quickened and a thrill had coiled deep in her belly. “I’ll never be quiet with that kind of treatment.”

“Is that so?” He swatted her again, harder this time, and she felt a greater tingling between her thighs. “I think you like it.”

“Never.” The more she fought him, the more turned on she was getting.

He moved his fingers between her thighs and she caught her breath. He had to feel her heat and maybe even how damp she was through her jeans.

Her head spun, her hair flying around her face, as he swept her up and held her to him. Automatically she wrapped her arms around his neck and her thighs around his waist and held on.

He laid her on her back on the blanket. She started to scramble away but he grabbed her leg and pulled her to him. She tried to kick free but he was on her, pinning her legs between his thighs and holding her wrists above her head as his big body pressed her to the makeshift bed.

She was pinned so securely that there was no struggling now. Before she could utter another word, he kissed her hard. At first she refused him, but she melted and gave in to the kiss and answered back with the same intensity he showed her.

He kept her arms above her head with one hand and pushed up her T-shirt with his other. She gasped as he moved his mouth to her cloth-covered nipple.

His mouth was hot and wet, his tongue teasing, and he lightly scraped her nipple with his teeth. She gave in completely and barely realized he had let her arms go as he moved his mouth to her other breast.

He rose and tugged her T-shirt up, yanked it over her head, and laid it over the rock he’d been sitting on. He reached beneath her and unfastened her bra and pulled it away from her. The air was cool on her nipples and she felt an amazing sense of wickedness at being bare outside on the range.

After he tossed the bra aside to land on top of the blouse on the rock, he moved over her and braced one hand to the side of her head.

“Are you going to be good?” His expression was dark and intent as he reached between them and unfastened her belt. “You know what I’ll do if you aren’t.”

She swallowed. She could fight him and she knew he’d catch her and punish her all over again. That thought sent another thrill through her and she was tempted to struggle just to be manhandled by him. But at the same time she didn’t want to fight him anymore. She wanted whatever he would give her.

He brushed his lips over hers. “Are you going to fight me?”

She shook her head. “No.”

His smile was slow and sensual and he eased down her body. He knelt at the foot of the blanket and watched her as he took one of her boots in his hands and slipped it off before setting it aside. He took off the other boot before removing her socks and stuffing them into the boots.

He moved closer again and pulled her belt out of the loops and unbuttoned her jeans. As soon as her zipper was down, he tugged off her jeans and stripped them away, leaving her only in her black panties. It only took a moment for him to slip those off, too. He put her panties and jeans on top of her other clothing.

He tugged at her nipple. “I want to eat you up like you ate that ice cream in Scottsdale. It was so damn hot watching you.”