Page 15 of Moon Kissed

My brows shot up when Paxton crashed onto the bench, dropping down so hard. But then he disappeared behind a wall of glistening muscle and furious growls.

Badr, Edric, Nyx, and Orion surrounded us in seconds.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Badr snapped.

“Who?” I asked, tone nothing but curious. “Her or me?”

“Both,” Orion growled.

I tried to focus on their faces— I truly did. That is of course where the teeth that would be ripping out my throat were. But my wolf kept dragging my eyes down to their rock-hard pecs, myriad of tattoos, and bodies so hot steam literally billowed off them in the cool morning.

I loved my wolf, but having a horny fucking animal in my head who was nonstop trying to rut these five assholes’ dicks off, was a distraction I didn’t need right now.

“H-H-Headmistress Dagem gave me permission,” Nia spoke up. “She said I’m to show Daze around and tell her where her classes are.”

“Daze?” Nyx scoffed. “You two have been getting cozy. Already trading fucking nicknames.”

“Wha— No,” she cried. “It’s not like that. I was— I was just—”

Soft, caressing fingers stroked Nyx’s chest. Heat singed them as strong and impressing as his fluttering heart—tapping a message against my path. Being this close to him put my mind under a thick, heavy fog it didn’t want to come out of.

Nyx was like those long-haired, muscled hunks that graced old romance covers. Strong, chiseled, tanned, gorgeous, and a complete fantasy. The kind of man you fantasized about while enduring lackluster sex with the actual man you were stuck with. A guy like him wasn’t real—

—but there he was. Standing in front of me. Whole, handsome, and gaping at me like I slapped him.

Nyx jerked back, grabbing my wrist reflexively.

In a blink I snapped out of my haze and cursed, heat rushing to my face.What the fuck was that?I yelled at my wolf. Which was basically yelling at myself.You can’t go around groping them!

“Sorry,” I blurted before I could stop myself. “I didn’t mean— It was my wolf.”

Nyx looked at me brows blown and hand shaking like he couldn’t believe what I’d done. To be fair to him, I suspected his wolf was giving him no better time than I was. A harder time—actually. The drive for an alpha to be with his mate was twice as fierce as an epsilon’s.

Maybe that’s why he hasn’t let go.

Nyx held my wrist in a grip that shook. I didn’t need wolf hearing to sense his heartbeat picking up, or my own breath hitch.

I didn’t have control of my own body. If I did, my free fingers wouldn’t have continued their exploration—tracing the outline of the wolf tattoo stamped over his heart.

Nyx drew my fingers away, making my heart drop in protest. Eyes widening, I stopped breathing when he pressed them to his lips and kissed my fingertips.

Lips parting, his glazed eyes pierced mine as he swallowed my finger to the knuckle.

I almost came on the spot.

Something blurred out of the corner of my vision.

Badr seized Nyx’s throat, snapping him and me out of it. A low, dangerous hiss leaked through inhumanly sharp teeth. “Are you going to be a problem, Mud Boy?”

Nyx dropped my wrist. He was calm, even smiling, as he turned to Badr. “Get your fucking hand off me.”

“Good. Right sentence, now say it to the right person.”

Nyx punched Badr dead in the face without blink or pause. Badr snapped back—his jaw elongating and claws tearing fromhis fingertips. Orion and Edric shoved past me, holding them both back as growls and snaps lit the morning air.

“You’re weaker than Paxton!” Badr roared.

“Back the fuck off, man! When she touches you like that and you come so hard you rocket to the moon, then we’ll see who’s weak!”

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