Moon Shifter 02 - Primal Possession

on hers. Claiming her. Then she didn’t think at all.
    Dominating.
    Invading.
    Encompassing.
    Liam seemed to take over everything as he kissed her. His tongue flicked against hers in slow, sensuous strokes. She could feel the urgency humming through him, but he was gentle in his caresses. And he still hadn’t made a move to touch her with anything but his lips.
    His hands were firmly planted on the door. She wanted those big hands on her body. More than she’d admit. The thought of him pushing up her dress and touching her most intimate area made her tremble.
    As if they had a mind of their own, her hands wound their way around his neck and she pressed her body flush with his. Her breasts rubbed against his hard chest and she wished there were nothing separating them. No clothes, no bra, nothing. She wanted skin on skin.
    When one of his hands cupped her head in a tight grip, she moaned into his mouth.
    The sound seemed to affect him. His body jerked unsteadily—then lightning fast he fisted her hips and lifted her up. Her breath caught on the show of male power. She wound her legs around his waist as he pressed her against the door.
    Her entire body felt on fire. The ache between her legs was too much. Yet not enough. She needed more. Feeling absolutely possessed, like an animal in heat, she moved against his hard-on. Even with his jeans and her underwear as a barrier it was obvious how turned on he was. His erection was rock hard and she wanted it inside her. Her inner walls clenched with the need.
    Holding her up with the weight of his body, he reached between them and cupped her mound through her panties. His hand covering her made her moan even louder. Gently, he rubbed the base of his palm over her. Therhythmic motion was the perfect amount of pressure. Moving against his hand, she encouraged him with her body to do more, to touch her deeper. As he started to peel the thin scrap of material away, a loud bang interrupted them.
    Her eyes flew open. Breathing hard, she stared at him. He still didn’t remove his hand.
    Before she could think to say anything, the knock came again. She felt the vibration go through her entire body. That’s when she realized someone was banging on the front door. The door she was propped up against.
    “December? It’s me. I forgot my key.” Parker’s voice was slightly muffled through the solid wood door.
    “Shit,” Liam muttered. He paused but finally he let her go and stepped back.
    Disentangling herself from him, she felt despondent when her boots hit the hardwood floor. Her nipples strained painfully against her bra and the ache between her legs wasn’t going away anytime soon. Not unless Liam did something about it. She quickly straightened her dress and smoothed a hand down her hair, though she doubted it would do much good. Her face had to be bright red and her lips likely swollen, but there wasn’t a lot she could do about that.
    She tugged the door open to find her brother wearing his uniform under a thick coat, and carrying a stack of folders.
    Parker’s eyes narrowed as he glanced past her at Liam. “Didn’t know you’d still be here.” His voice wasn’t exactly unfriendly, but it wasn’t warm either.
    “My truck is outside,” Liam said flatly, stating the obvious.
    The two men stared at each other in annoyance.
    Trying to forget what she’d just been doing with Liam,December stepped back and let her brother in. “Why are you here so late? Is everything okay?”
    “We managed to get a few partial prints from that BMW. Got a name too. I want you to look at his file and see if it’s the same guy. If it is, I’ve also got a couple files with his known associates. I want to know if you’ve seen them around.” For a moment he looked at Liam, and December knew her brother wanted to tell him to leave, but in the end Parker just shook his head tightly, as if he knew it would be a fruitless endeavor.
    “Okay.” She nodded toward the living room and both men followed.
    Parker dropped the files onto her coffee table and spread out some pictures. The first photograph she recognized instantly. Tiny dull knives jabbed against her insides. The pain was instantaneous and unstoppable. Simply the sight of that monster’s face made her jerk back and fight to breathe.
    “I take it that’s him?” Parker asked, watching her carefully.
    She nodded because she was afraid her vocal cords wouldn’t work. All she could do was stare. He looked harmless enough. Nice