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by Bonnie Vanak

  THE MATING SEDUCTION

  A BBW Romance (Big, Beautiful Werewolf)

  Book 3 in the Werewolves of Montana series

  Bonnie Vanak

  THE MATING SEDUCTION

  Copyright 2013 by Bonnie Vanak

  Published 2013 by Bonnie Vanak

  Visit www.BonnieVanak.com

  Formatted by IRONHORSE Formatting

  WARNING: This is a romance novel containing explicit sex.

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  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Author’s Note

  Chapter 1

  Thick clouds blotted out the pale moonlight and the glittering stars. The conditions were perfect for stealing a horse.

  Lexie Walters limped across the paddock to the red barn of the Mitchell Ranch. She opened the door and slipped inside the stable. Scents of hay and dung stung her nostrils. Heart thudding hard, Lexie advanced to the stall tucked in the back. A beautiful chestnut mare poked her head over the door and nickered a welcome.

  Lexie shrugged out of her pack and set it down. She stroked Diamond’s velvet nose. “You ok? They taking good care of you?”

  Diamond snorted softly.

  “I know, girl. I miss you, too.” A lump the size of a baseball rose in her throat as she nuzzled her cheek against the horse. “Miss you so much. It’s you and me against the world. I don’t have anyone else who cares, not as much as you do.”

  Diamond didn’t mind that Lexie walked with a halting gimp or that she never got invited to the college frat parties on campus. Her horse didn’t snicker like that salesgirl when she tried on a riding outfit and couldn’t button it. Diamond liked to win barrel races, same as Lexie.

  She fumbled with the catch on the stall door. A new, tangy scent teased her nostrils. She’d barely registered the sharp, crisp smell of polished leather and spices when something whooshed through the air. The lariat fell mid-shoulder and yanked tight, binding Lexie’s arms to her waist.

  Roping her like a yearling calf.

  Sweat trickled down her backside as she struggled in the tight snare. Then a tall form eased out from the shadows. He flipped a switch. Overhead lights revealed the rope’s holder.

  Jackson Palmer, Diamond’s new owner. His full mouth curved in a knowing smile.

  Her throat went dry. Jackson, the taciturn, sexy Lupine who’d taught her a few riding tricks. Boot heels clicked across the floor as he advanced. Lexie’s pulse beat faster. Not as tall as other Lupines, he still towered over her like a strong oak tree. A blue chambray work shirt, opened at the throat, revealed a triangle of dark hair. Jeans molded to his muscular thighs. Those same thighs were expert at guiding a horse as he rode.

  A hank of silky hair the color of wet earth hung over his forehead. As he pushed it away, his dark brown eyes glinted and he rubbed his free hand over the bristles shadowing his strong jawline.

  “Strange time to visit, Lexie.” Jackson gave a gentle tug, forcing her to walk toward him. “Figured you’d make your move tonight, with the race coming up soon.”

  Panic lodged in her throat as he kept a tight hold on the rope with one hand. With his other, he unzipped her pack. Her mouth went dry as he dumped out the contents.

  “Rope, halter and a few carrots. Felt for her hoofs to silence them,” he drawled.

  Lexie’s mouth wobbled. “Diamond was sold while I was away at college, before I had a chance to talk to Nikita. Why won’t you sell her back to me, Jackson? I’ll find the money somehow. I need my horse.”

  Pity flared in his dark gaze as he straightened. “Like I told you yesterday on the phone, I can’t do that. She belongs to me, and I have plans for her. And now I’ll have to tell both our alphas you were caught on Mitchell pack territory.”

  Nikita already knew and approved of Lexie stealing back her own horse. The Bordello Border Rodeo and barrel racing competition in Texas was in two weeks. Winning was Lexie’s one shot at helping her alpha and finding real acceptance among her pack. She had to have Diamond to win.

  “You have to let me borrow her then. I’ll return Diamond after the race.” Desperation nudged her to add, “I’ll even give you a share of the winnings.”

  “No can do, sweetheart. She’s mine, fair and square. Lupine law deals harshly with horse thieves, but I’ll work something out.”

  His deep, quiet voice stroked over her. She squared her shoulders and looked him straight in the eye. “I’m not good at following the laws of other wolf packs.”

  “Lupine,” he corrected. “We’re Lupines and so are you. I can teach you all about laws of my pack, if you’d let me.”

  “It could never work out between us.”

  “You didn’t give it a chance. You didn’t give me a chance.” His mouth tightened. “Instead you ran away.”

  “I wasn’t running from you. I was running to college, to my future.”

  Two years ago, she’d stayed at the Mitchell ranch while Jackson gave her riding lessons. She’d developed a huge crush on the sexy Lupine with the wide smile. Then Jackson had kissed her in the barn and scared the hell out of her. She’d never wanted a man as badly as she’d wanted Jackson and had almost tumbled with him in the hay.

  It had taken all of her strength to shove him away, telling him she planned to ride on the circuit, attend college and remain a virgin. Jackson was pure male and pure wolf. He liked running with the moon and shifting whenever he could.

  Jackson had asked her to be his mate, nearly begged her, but she’d refused. Sexually, she wanted him, as badly as he wanted her.

  “No one else but you will do, Lexie. I’m crazy about you,” he’d whispered to her after a kiss that nearly burned down the barn.

  His touch made her quiver, and his kiss had filled her with a need she could never fill.

  Sex with Jackson meant getting naked. And she never wanted him to know how abnormal she was. It was bad enough being labeled as chubby by Skins, the term Lupines used for humans. But if Jackson saw her abnormality?

  “And now you’re back.” He gave the rope a gentle tug. “I’ll have to tell Aiden and bring you
to Lupine justice before the pack. Aiden will demand a formal investigation of Nikita and why she allows her females to sneak into another pack’s turf.”

  Panic surged through Lexie. Such a power play would give Aiden control and could mean Nikita’s secrets would be spilled. Her alpha had been firm. No one must know.

  “Don’t, please,” she begged, hating the pleading note in her voice.

  An almost tender expression came over him, then he looked dark and dangerous again. He stroked a hand over his chin. “I won’t, under one condition. I’ll even loan you Diamond so you can race, under that same condition.”

  A spark of hope ignited, pushing aside the grim future. She tried to keep the eagerness from her voice.

  “Name it.”

  “You stay here on the ranch with me. For the next seven nights…” his wicked smile grew wider. “Naked in my bed.”

  Chapter 2

  Jackson Palmer needed a mate, fast. Lexie was his only choice.

  Lexie, the Lupine who’d run away from him after their kiss, a kiss that made the air crackle with sexual energy.

  Lexie’s eyes widened to the size of grapes. Her mouth made an O. Jackson curbed the urge to trace her plump lower lip with a forefinger. She was so damn cute, he wanted to kiss her senseless once more. Do more than kiss her, he thought, his wolf howling with need.

  “That’s blackmail! Sex with me in exchange for a horse?”

  “Fair trade. She’s a good horse,” he said.

  Her pretty gray eyes narrowed. With her long, dark brown hair spilling down her back and her short, plump body, she was absolute temptation. Damn, he loved it when she got her ire up because she did it so seldom and it brought all her spirit out. Overhearing her confession to Diamond made his heart twist. Jackson wanted Lexie, needed her as his mate. Ever since meeting her two years ago, he’d fallen head over spurs, and when he saw something he wanted, Jackson never quit.

  Ever.

  “What’s your answer, Lexie?”

  “You give me no choice.” A growl laced her voice.

  Jackson’s heartbeat kicked up a notch. Loved it when she growled. Loved it when she showed any sign of being Lupine instead of sliding back into the Skin world that surrounded her during college. She didn’t belong there. “I did.”

  “And I’m not getting naked with you. I don’t need to get naked to have sex.”

  Sounded like the innocent he knew her to be. “More fun that way, though. Except when you’re lying on a bale of hay. Then it gets a little itchy.” He winked, enjoying her delicate blush.

  He’d show her all the thrills of sex, skin to skin, nothing else between them. Their bodies sliding over each other, hot, jagged breaths filling the empty spaces in the room and their hearts…

  Jackson studied his captive, totally entranced.

  With silky brown curls tumbling down her back, snapping gray eyes, and a curvy figure, petite, fiery Lexie stirred his blood. Kissing her made him drunk on her taste, her soft curves pressed against him caused his head to practically explode. He’d been forced to break it off, because the wolf in him howled to take her right there, and she, though aroused, hadn’t been ready. A lot had changed in two years. She’d grown up in all the best ways.

  Down, boy.

  His wolf, restless to mate and breed, got harder and harder to control. All the pack males competing for female attention made things worse. Last week, he’d broken another male’s jaw during a fistfight. When Aiden stepped in to break it up, Jackson had shifted and nearly attacked his leader.

  In Skin form, Jackson stood about six feet, two inches. His body was honed with muscle from working hard. He could hold his own in a fight.

  But by some freak of nature, when he shifted, he turned into a massive wolf weighing more than 200 pounds of pure muscle and teeth. Bigger than his powerful alpha. To make matters even more fun, nature decided to give him an added bonus of extra testosterone when he shifted into wolf, making him even more edgy and restless and ready to fight.

  As a Skin, he was a good-natured, hard-working cowboy.

  As a Lupine, he was short-tempered, and very dangerous.

  Only a mate would give him a permanent way of calming down. By mating, he’d channel that excess testosterone into sex. Lots of sex.

  Aiden had given him an ultimatum. Find a mate in two weeks or find yourself another pack.

  Now he’d lassoed his future mate and hoped to claim her in the flesh. But would she stay when he released her? Lexie called no one master –he’d admired her independent spirit from the first day they’d met.

  Not yet. Jackson’s mouth twisted into a grin. Maybe later, in his bed, when he had her begging and pleading… If he had to seduce this pretty Lupine into becoming his mate and forgetting all about barrel racing, he would.

  He herded Lexie out onto the graveled drive and into his pickup truck, parked a short distance from the barn, and then drove to the two-story pack lodge. Lately, Aiden had been working past midnight. Inside the lodge, Jackson paused before the open double oak doors of his alpha’s upstairs office. Dark hair mussed, Aiden Mitchell, owner of the Mitchell Ranch, glanced up from the computer as Jackson tugged Lexie inside. She pulled against his grip.

  Aiden’s gaze narrowed. “I know we’re short on females, but abducting one from another pack isn’t acceptable behavior, Jackson.”

  “Just having a little fun. Lexie agreed to help me practice roping.” He winked at her and then turned serious as he regarded his alpha. “She decided to pay me an unexpected visit and is staying the week. Need a cabin. My room here at the lodge won’t suffice.”

  Leather creaked as Aiden leaned back in his chair. He took a long, interested look at Jackson’s prisoner. “Lexie Walters, from the Blakemore pack. How’s your alpha doing?”

  “Nikita’s fine.”

  Aiden studied her with frank speculation. “You intend to take good care of her, Jackson? Treat her right?”

  He drew in a deep breath. “You know I will, Aiden.”

  “So Lexie is your choice?” The pack alpha gave him a meaningful look.

  Jackson nodded.

  Aiden’s expression smoothed out. He gestured to the calendar on the wall behind him. “Plan to take her with the pack on the seventh night. Full moon and I’ve decided we’re all running together, to honor your guest.”

  Joy kicked up inside him. He’d been banned from running with the pack because of the fistfight. Now he had full acceptance again. And running with the pack meant Aiden accepted her presence. It indicated the alpha’s approval of Jackson mating with her.

  Lexie shook her head. “I don’t run with the full moon. Or shift in front of others.”

  “Why not?” Jackson asked.

  She refused to answer. What the hell was wrong with Lexie? He couldn’t remember a time she’d talked about shifting. Maybe she didn’t like it. Didn’t she realize what an honor Aiden had handed her?

  “When I tell all Lupines on the ranch to run with the moon, they run, and we run as a pack,” the alpha told her.

  Lexie bit her lip and shook her head. His concern grew as Aiden tapped the desktop in growing impatience. Damn, if his alpha changed his mind…

  “Those who disobey my orders are punished,” Aiden said slowly.

  Jackson thought fast to diffuse the gathering tension. “Sounds good. Leave the punishment up to me since she’s my guest. I’ll keep her trapped in the cabin, turn her over my knee and spank her bare bottom.”

  The alpha gave an approving nod.

  “You can’t do that!” she cried out, backing away from him.

  “Watch me try. You might even learn to like it,” he drawled.

  Fire snapped in her eyes, and she gave a low growl. “Oh yeah? Try it, and I’ll take all your boots and turn them into flower planters.”

  To Jackson’s enormous relief, Aiden threw his head back and laughed. The alpha went to a map on the wall displaying 30 individual cabins. Clusters of luxurious houses were built in various
sections of the ranch’s 45,000-acre spread. Aiden had the homes constructed as an incentive for more males to settle down, mate and raise babies.

  He stuck a red push pin into a large two-story house surrounded by forest, then fished out a set of keys from a drawer in the credenza.

  “Take the cabin near the river. It’s stocked, cleaned and ready for our visitors tomorrow, but I’ll give them quarters at the lodge. The cabin offers plenty of privacy and besides, I want to keep a closer eye on the Skins.”

  “Thanks.” Jackson caught the keys with one hand.

  “What visitors?” she asked.

  “Bart Baker, bringing his champion stud to breed.” Jackson tapped her nose playfully. “No one you need worry about.”

  “If I were you, I’d keep an eye on Lexie until she behaves like a Lupine should. No wolf on my ranch declines an order to run with the pack.” A frown darkened Aiden’s black-bearded face.

  “She’ll be fine. A few riding sessions with me will suffice.”

  “I don’t need any more riding lessons from you,” she asserted.

  “In the corral, nope. But in bed? I could teach you a few things,” Jackson drawled.

  Aiden gave a deep rumble of laughter as scarlet flushed Lexie’s cheeks.

  Sitting in the big leather chair, Aiden propped up a boot on the polished desktop. “You know I must formally acknowledge to Nikita that Lexie is a guest in our territory and now under our protection. You understand how important this is, for Nikita to know exactly what her pack will be gaining?”

  Sudden insight hit him at the double meaning. Aiden approved of Jackson’s mating with Lexie because it would give him an inside edge at gaining all the single females in the Blakemore pack. Aiden had been itching to gain access to Nikita’s pack for months, but the stubborn alpha female refused to allow anyone access.

  “Got it, boss. Tell her I’m going to take real special care of Lexie.”

  They exchanged knowing looks as Lexie’s brow furrowed in concern