Page 119 of Wolf's Mark

“Oh… My.”

I moved to her jaw, dragging my tongue from right to left before kissing the edge of her mouth. Tonight I was willing to take my time, even if the beast inside of me wanted to rip off her clothes.

Her hand fluttered from my chest to my arm. As her long fingers squeezed my muscles, a flash of white-hot heat tore through me.

“I want you, baby,” I told her and she exhaled with tiny whimpers in the middle.

Yet she pushed me away gently, and I could sense she was in a playful mood. “Why not go out to the back deck. The moonis full. I heard the news calls it a blue moon. I wonder if all creatures come out to play on such a glorious night.”

She moved to the kitchen table, pouring the rest of the wine into our glasses. After grabbing one, she gave me a sultry look and headed out of the kitchen.

The woman was as enticing as she was frustrating. I allowed her to be alone for a couple of minutes before heading to the back door. While her home backed up to a group of woods, she had a beautiful half acre or so of perfectly green grass in the back, about the same in the front. She’d taken the time to place flower boxes in the three windows, more in two pots on her small front porch.

The house was much homier than either location where I slept and changed.

Truthfully, neither one was really a home.

Some said home was where the heart was and, in my mind, a woman’s touch added to that.

She was leaning over the railing, staring at the moon as if perhaps the giant orb would provide her with all the answers for the deep mystery she’d found herself in.

“I’ve started running tests, but I don’t know how long it’s going to take. Nothing conclusive as of yet, but at least I’m in the process. I wasn’t bothered by the agent yesterday or today, which I’m thrilled about. But I suspect she’s going to appear sooner versus later.”

I said nothing as I moved closer to the railing, taking my position a few inches away.

“I did something today that is bothering me. I told you about the tarot card reading. Right?”

She had, but I didn’t confirm or deny.

“I know I did. Anyway, I went by the little shop in town after shopping just to talk with her again. I wanted to know what she meant.”

“And?”

“She’s dead. She was killed and her own father beheaded her to keep her from shifting. People know. They know what’s going on, Jax. That means it’s only going to be a matter of time before more people know. Then what?”

I slipped my hand to the back of her neck, pulling her around to face me. “Stop worrying about things you have no control over.”

“That’s the problem. I have no control and it’s driving me crazy.” She nuzzled against my hand as I shifted it closer to her cheek. “I really am a part Wolfen. Aren’t I?”

“Yes. I know that upsets you.”

She rubbed my face. “I’m not certain it does any longer.”

“That’s good to hear.” Her arousal was increasing.

“Your eyes are glowing. Do they always glow in the moonlight?”

“I honestly don’t know.”

“I think they’re perhaps the most beautiful pair of eyes I’ve ever seen.”

“Do you want to talk about my eyes?” I was still burning for her, even more so now.

“Not really,” she mused.

“Good, because I need to devour you.”

Her lips parted as if in a blatant invitation, which I took. At this point, I would refuse to allow her to say no. I crushed my lips to hers, feeling the quiver of her body against mine.

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