Moon Shifter 02 - Primal Possession

shiver. Lust and obvious love shone from his heated gaze. “You wore this to drive me crazy, didn’t you?”
    “Of course.” She smiled as he slowly lowered his mouth to hers. His kisses were soft and gentle as he explored her mouth. Her entire body hummed with excitement and she felt as if she could combust at any moment.
    As their tongues and mouths intertwined, one of his hands slid across her stomach, then dipped lower until he cupped her mound. Despite the lingerie she wore, she hadn’t bothered with panties. Losing them was
always
a foregone conclusion.
    When he began sliding his finger along her slick folds with deliberately unhurried strokes, she moaned into his mouth. She might not mind it slow—and loved when he gave her hours of foreplay—but tonight she ached for him so bad it was all she could do to stop herself from ripping his clothes off.
    Actually, that wasn’t a bad idea. Reaching for the top of his jeans, she unsnapped the button and reached into his pants. Holding on to his hard length, she smiled against his mouth when his hips jerked unsteadily toward hers. She couldn’t explain it, even to herself, but she felt as if she’d been waiting for this moment forever. For him.
    With one hand she began slowly caressing him, fromthe bottom of his shaft to the top. She slid her other hand up his stomach and chest until she grasped on to his shoulder. He growled softly and when she started pumping him at a faster tempo, Liam suddenly broke the kiss and pulled his head back. His eyes were dilated and his canines had started to protrude.
    He sucked in a sharp, raspy breath. “I need to be inside you.”
    The way he said it completely unraveled her. There was so much warmth and love in those few words, she just came undone.
    Before he could move, she grasped the hem of her nightie and tugged it over her head. As she did, he stepped out of his jeans, which had only fallen halfway down his legs. The moment she was completely bare to him, he lowered his head to her breasts and sucked one hard nipple in his mouth. Lately she was much more sensitive there and each stroke sent a pulse of pleasure shooting straight to the moist heat between her legs.
    Instinctively she arched her back, wanting him to take more of her in his mouth. He ran his tongue around her areola and varied between kissing her and blowing lightly against her moist skin. The feel of his hot breath on her spiked her desire even higher.
    Alternating breasts, he continued teasing her and seemed content to do nothing else. Her knees weakened, so she held on to his shoulders for support. When her fingers dug into that hard muscle, he simultaneously grasped her hips and flipped her onto her hands and knees.
    Tonight was definitely it.
    Her heart pounded wildly at the knowledge. The electricity in the air crackled with enough pent-up lust to set the house on fire.
    She turned to look at him over her shoulder when he ran his palm down her spine. In the dimness she could clearly see his expressive need for her and for the bonding.
    “You’re sure this is what you want?” he rasped out.
    When December nodded and smiled seductively, Liam felt his entire world shift. He felt like he’d been waiting for this moment forever.
    With her in front of him like this, so trusting and all his, he finally understood the significance of taking a bondmate. She was putting all her trust in him to make sure tonight went right, to treat her right and to always protect her. She wouldn’t know this, but shifters were extremely superstitious when it came to the bonding process and he refused to screw this up.
    The past month he’d secretly been waiting for something else to go wrong, but each day that passed, the more he grew to love her. Finally crossing this line…he shuddered. Nothing would ever keep them apart again. Not even his hardheadedness. Once they were bonded, they’d be linked forever.
    Running his hand down her spine again, he didn’t stop this time. From behind, he reached between her legs and tested her slickness. He inserted one finger, then two, into her tight sheath. She clenched around him and moaned. The sound was barely audible and he wanted more than that from her.
    He wanted her twisting underneath him and shouting his name in pleasure.
    The soft candlelight played against her ivory skin, giving her an ethereal quality. With that and the mass of her shiny red hair spilling down her back, she looked like a goddess in front of him. He