He kissed me like he'd been starving for years. No hesitation. No mercy. Just that brutal, gasping hunger that cracked something loose in my chest. His grip slid rough and reverent, bruising then soothing, a worship that had nothing gentle behind it. Every drag of breath tangled with his. I forgot how to think.
And then he stopped.
His body pressed against mine, c**k straining hard between us, leaking against my skin. He hadn't crossed that final line. He turned without releasing me.
She froze like prey. He watched her like a predator who had waited too long. "I'm glad you are here. You'll be the one to confirm it." He looked back at me with the strangest look. "That I claimed my mate. That I marked her. That I bred her. That she is Luna Queen."
Her head jerked back as she looked up fr
