Page 218 of Moon's Promise

Three at one time? Jeez.

Washing her hands, she then kept her eyes downcast on the way back to Moon’s room. Inside, she closed the door behind her to lean back against it.

“What’s going on in that room should be illegal.” Fanning herself, she tried to cool her heated cheeks down.

Moon, who was still under his pillow, leaned up on his elbows, dislodging it.

She started to fan herself harder at the sexy display Moon was unintentionally giving her with the sheet only covering one masculine leg and his lower groin area. His other leg was bent and sprawled out on the bed in a decadent position, which had her wanting to crawl back in bed.

“What’s going on?” Interest filled his expression.

“Saffron is having sex with The Three Musketeers.”

Laughter glittered in his eyes. “They did say, ‘All for one, and one for all.’”

“She’s a better woman than me.” She stared at him with unbelieving eyes. “If I hadn’t seen it, I would never have thought it was possible. I mean …” She raised her hands in disbelief. “How?”

She almost fled at the sexual grin he gave her.

“Come here, and I’ll show you.”

She shook her head. A herd of horses couldn’t drag her closer to that bed. “No, thanks.” She waved her hand expressively toward his body. “Besides, they have three … dicks; you don’t.” God, she hoped he hadn’t been holding out on her, and he was some alien from outer space. Was that why they had nicknamed him Moon?

“Come here,” he coaxed seductively. “I’ll improvise.”

“We should be going home.” She braved a step away from the door, poking around for her shoes. She found one under Moon’s sweatpants. Picking it up, she continued searching for the missing half.

“Looking for this?” he asked innocently, the shoe dangling from his fingertip.

“Give it to me.”

“Come and get it.”

Warily, she stood on the other side of the bed, holding her hand out. The next instant, she was getting hauled onto the bed.

“Moon, we should … go.” Crawling on her knees, she halfheartedly fought getting drawn toward him. “I need to talk to you about something when we get home.”

As Moon pulled her toward him, he started lying back on the bed. Unable to resist, her eyes went to where his cock was getting harder, her gaze inadvertently landing on the mark on the inside of his thigh.

Red-hot fury smashed through her skull, as if a nuclear explosion had been set off.

“You son of a rat, I’m going to kill you!” she screeched at him, hitting him with the shoe in her hand.

“Have you lost—” he yelled in surprise when she managed to land a whack before rolling to get away to avoid her flaying arm.

“Fuuuck!” he cursed when he became entangled in the sheets, sending him falling into the nightstand before dropping to the floor.

Vindicated, she crawled to the edge of the bed to glare down at the rat bastard.

Shoving the lamp off his chest, he glared back at her. “Woman, what in the hell has gotten into you?”

“I’m going to kill you!” she screamed at him. “The court will find me mentally incompetent because you have driven me insane!” Pointing the tip of the shoe at his thigh, she dangled half-on and half-off the bed, trying to hit the bite mark she had made when they’d had sex in the basement. “You made me think—”

Too late, she realized it was a mistake to get so close to the edge. Unexpectedly, his legs came up to pull her down to him.

“Oof!” Hitting him, she wasn’t able to prevent him from pinning her under his body with her hands in his. “Get off me!”

Moon’s hand covered her mouth, allowing only outraged gasps to escape. His scowling face hovered over hers. “Listen to me. I was going to tell you it was me when you told me. I’m going to remove my hand, but keep your voice low. I don’t want anyone to hear,” he muttered under his breath. Then, slightly lifting his hand, he allowed her to talk.

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