Page 64 of Moon Claimed

A foreign agreement, and my claws receded.You’re an absolute sucker, I told her.

“I want this. And I won’t hold it against you after,” I said.

This wasn’t the magic-mating voodoo forcing us together. This was me, horny as hell and after a solution from a male that I’d always found attractive. I didn’t have to agree with what he was or who he was to get off.

Sex was a business deal.

I traced a finger over his pec muscles, sucking in a breath at the sensation.

“Second condition,” he said hoarsely. “You let me help you learn to be a Luther.”

“No. I can figure it out.” My wolf agreed with that—and no wonder with her stance on rules and others.

“Yes,” he breathed. “Or I won’t bury my face between your legs.”

I stared wide-eyed at him as the visual of that pulsated exactly where he intended to relocate. I’d always been easier to convince when horny. “I shifted by myself.”

Sascha lay me back over the boulder. He put distance between us, and I closed my legs as he left the frame of them. “There are things you must know. For your safety. The pack’s safety. For humans’ safety too.”

And to help the stewards in the game.Really, I shouldn’t turn this offer down. “It will be hard to get away from tribal lands.”

“You’ve moved to a cabin on the outskirts. We’ll manage.”

Of course he knew about that. Sigh.“Once it’s done. Once I’ve learned what I need to. Things will return to normal. We’ll get the mating call over with. Things between us will officially end. None of this ever comes to light. Not me being a Luther. Not anything we’ve shared. Not the mating call.Nothing.”

The full moon didn’t leave room to miss the sadness in his honey gaze. “You shouldn’t feel ashamed of what you are, little bird.”

Shame?

Yes, I was fucking ashamed. Out here like this? I could marvel at the powerful creature I’d become. I could be curious about the new presence within me and what she might offer.

When I stepped onto tribe land, that stopped. I could only hide what I was from those who would view me as a monster.

Shame?

I felt so much shame that adding another piece of it right now was nothing.

“I’ve agreed to your terms, Luther.” I wet my lips. “Will you deliver?”

A growl rumbled in his chest. “I’ve waited months to deliver. You’re certain?”

My need for completion was making sleep seem like a tiny whim. I couldn’t rest until he touched me. “Make me come, Sascha.”

I wasn’t rusty in that department at least.

His eyes blazed. That was all I saw before he leaned over and took one of my nipples in his mouth. My lips parted and I slapped my hands down on the rock that would be cold if I wasn’t running so damn hot.

“Oh my god,” I whispered as he lapped and circled, biting softly.

The Luther smiled against my skin, fingers rolling my other nipple as he whispered scalding kisses across my middle.

Down.

My fingers found his hair, helping him, but he resisted my none too gentle pushes, turning his attention to my left knee. A kiss.

Right knee, just a little higher. A kiss.

Left, higher.

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