Free Fox, Morgan - Tempted by the Moon [Moonlight Shifters 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Morgan Fox Page B

allow him a moment of peace in her arms. Brie had a way of calming him with just a simple touch of her hand. Her sweetness was enough to ease the pain that ravaged his mind. At least it had been earlier when he’d been murderous with rage over Ryken’s teasing and each and every time they’d made love.
    Glancing at her wide-eyed expression, he knew she was frightened of him, and damn it, he never wanted to see her that way. He hadn’t imagined that he would be the one to cause her such discomfort. He was chosen to protect her, love her, and cherish her for all times. She was his mate. The only woman he would ever love. The most precious creature he’d ever seen.
    Even knowing that the woman lying on the bed in front of him was terrified, he still couldn’t resist the urge to reach out to her—touch her. He took another step towards her and watched as she gathered the blanket tighter against her chest.
    Lust filled his head and his cock swelled. The beast growled inside his head, demanding things—lustful things. He was going to fuck her, taste her—he couldn’t get enough of her. Salvation would be found in the depths of her body, he told himself. She was his, and he needed to be buried inside her as deep as he cock could go. Only she could ease the pain that tormented his body and mind. Only her—his Brie.
    Taking another step, he heard her gasp for breath. She was well aware of what he wanted. He could smell it. Her arousal so thick he could taste it in the air he sucked into his lungs. Her delicious honey was driving him mad.
    The beast roared again inside his head. Another step. Slowly he moved around the bed, his chest heaving in gulps of air. Licking his lips, knee pressing into the soft mattress, he closed in on her.
    Crawling on hands and knees, he called to her, “Brie, lower the blanket.” He settled his weight on the bed.
    She shook her head. Her rounded eyes revealed her hesitation.
    In a more commanding voice, he ordered, “Brie, remove the goddamn blanket.”
    She shook her head again. “No, Sebastian. I can’t. Not like this. Something’s terribly wrong. I can feel it.”
    Fury laced his every thought. She’s denying you , his mind screamed. Don’t let her deny you. You are her master.
    Closing the distance, fingers and claws gripped the blanket and yanked, pulling the fabric down. Then he was on her, blocking her scream with his ferocious kiss. His teeth scraped against hers as he possessed her mouth, his tongue probed into the wet depths. She pushed against him, but he simply ignored her feeble attempts. She was no match for his strength, and he would have her. Oh yes, he would have her—all of her.
    Tearing at the night-shirt she wore, he bared her before him in seconds. Miraculously, he hadn’t harmed her flesh. Her perfect alabaster skin lay beneath his hungry gaze.
    He tore his mouth away and kissed along her chin and neck, licked against her sweet flesh like a tender morsel he was dying to devour. She squirmed against his hold, and he liked it—her writhing, quivering body stroking against his.
    Brie’s resistance faltered and he craved her willingness to be with him—a mating instinct. The beast was on the edge now, looking down at the woman he was prepared to sink into. He could smell that she was wet and ready for him. Her arousal revealed the truth as he pushed his fingers into the heat of her slick folds. “Damn,” he groaned as he dipped one finger inside her, then another.
    “Goddamn, you’re wet. You want the beast to fuck you, don’t you Brie. You might say otherwise, but your body knows its mate—craves me, hungers for me. You want me just as much as I want you.” He removed his fingers from her slick pussy and licked them clean, groaning in satisfaction. She tasted so damn good it was better than anything he’d ever sampled.
    “I’ll always want you, Sebastian,” she moaned as he positioned himself between her legs and ground his hips against her