Moon Shifter 02 - Primal Possession

if they had to fight dirty to bring the organization down, they would.
    December slipped the sheer black and pink baby-doll lingerie over her head. It barely touched the top of her thighs and the almost-transparent material left nothing to the imagination. But she liked the way it hugged her curves and made her feel sexy. Besides, while she could still fit into it, she was wearing it. Liam had told her wearing anything to bed was a waste of time when he’d just take it off, but she figured he’d like this tonight. He might say one thing, but whenever she wore sexy outfits to bed, he got this hungry look that drove her wild.
    And tonight was very a big deal.
    Thanks to nature she was officially a shifter—something she was still trying to completely grasp—but she wanted so much more than that. She wanted to be bonded to Liam in the most special way for his kind—her kind now. He’d wanted her to think about it longer before making her decision, so she had. A month later, she hadn’t changed her mind and she knew she wouldn’t.
    December paused when she heard the front door open, then close. Next she heard the beeping of the alarm being turned off, then immediately being rearmed into stay mode. Liam was positively ruthless in keeping the house armed. Not that she had any complaints. After everything that had happened, having an alarm on when he wasn’t here made her feel better. And Kat had left an hour ago for the ranch to train with Aiden, so December and Liam had the house to themselves for a while.
    Perfect for what they had planned.
    “December? I brought dinner home. Ana sent some
polvorones
home and Vivian wanted to make sure you knew that she helped.” His voice trailed up the stairs.
    December smiled at the mention of Ana and Vivian. Ana had been sending food home with Liam every other day for the past month. When she wasn’t inviting them to the ranch for dinner. The entire pack had embraced her so warmly and so quickly it still amazed her. She’d never had a big family, so it was taking some getting used to. She was still getting to know Ana, but her new sister-in-law was fast becoming someone December knew she could count on for anything. The fact that she could actually cook only made December love her more.
    “December?” Liam called again.
    “Up here.”
    “You hungry?”
    “Oh, yeah,” she murmured, but didn’t say anythingelse. She wanted him to come find her. She’d lit a few candles around the room—not that it mattered with his extrasensory sight—but the atmosphere was sexy. Or she hoped it was. Liam hadn’t told her much about the bonding process other than how it actually went down—biologically speaking—and she wanted to make it special.
    “Come on, Red, I’m starving. What are you doing up there?” The sound of Liam’s heavy footsteps pounding up the stairs made her grin.
    On the end of their bed, she sat on her knees and waited. He’d see exactly what she was doing soon enough.
    The moment he stepped into their room, he froze. Immediately his dark eyes glazed over as he drank her in. Yep, he definitely looked hungry. For her.
    She pushed up on her knees and slightly slid her legs apart. “Still starving?”
    He nodded and something akin to a growl rattled in his chest. It was dark, possessive, and totally hot.
    Her nipples immediately hardened at the sound. When he got to the point when words were an afterthought, she knew they were in for a long night. And she couldn’t wait.
    Staring at her, he slid his boots off, then shrugged out of his long-sleeved sweater. His stomach muscles bunched under her scrutiny and she didn’t need any extra senses to see and hear how turned on he was. His breathing was erratic and lust seemed to pour off him in scorching waves. A spicy, pure male scent filled the room, wrapping around her like a shroud.
    She knew he’d be able to scent her desire too. There was definitely no mistaking it. She’d been thinking about this all day at the bookstore and even closed her shop early so she’d have time to come home and get ready.
    As her gaze slid down his chest and muscled stomach, she smiled when she landed on the top of his jeans. Right now too much clothing separated them. Before she could tell him to move his butt, he’d covered the distance between them.
    Sliding his hands down her arms, he stopped once he reached the tips of her fingers. Then he slowly slid those strong, callused hands up her waist and ribs, making her