Page 23 of Shannon in Sombra

No.Moons.

Weird. The gold moon just came and went, and I’ve never seen any other one… until now. I wonder what that’s about?

Just as I have that thought, Malphas tugs on our bond. It might be on purpose, it might’ve been on accident, but I get the sensation that he needs me, too. A second later, I burst out laughing. After being bonded mates for as long as we have, it’s easy to dip into his essence. I don’t often do it, but you know what they say. Curiosity kills the cat.

Or, in this case, goes straight to my poor pussy.

Because the new moon? The red moon?

It’s amatingmoon.

“They’re looking up at a horny moon, Bil.”

She raises her eyebrows. “What was that, Shannon?”

Please. “Oh, come on. You feel it.” I wiggle my fingers back at the guys. “My matereallyfeels it. I was trying to pretend like I didn’t, but one of Tandy’s mates just told Mal about the red moon up there. See it? Seems like it’s responsible for it.”

Billie sighs, her big, blues glittering in amusement regardless. “Just when I’m getting used to living here.”

“You complaining?”

“When Glaine is my mate? You must be joking.” She laughs, and Sierra bumps her shoulder playfully. “In fact, speak of the demon…”

Glaine’s peeled off from the group. He’s stalking over to ours, a look of absolute purpose on his face. Grabbing her hand, he starts guiding her back to their place.

As she goes, she calls out, “We’ll be heading upstairs. I still have a couch if you need it, Sierra. Hope, have your mage whip up a spare if you need it, or maybe bunk with Kennedy and Loki. See you on the other side, ladies.”

While Hope, Sierra, and Kennedy exchange an amused look, I turn back in time to see that Mal and Dagon have broken up the last of their circle. Sensing how much he needs me, I shouldn’t have been surprised that Mal stalks right over to me, lifting me easily, tilting me back into a bridal-style carry.

And, to be fair, I’m not. Not really. I do squeal in anticipation as he lifts me, and I only hope that, when I see the other girls for girl talk later, they’ve had as enjoyable of a night as I’m about to.

* * *

There’s no debating it.Red moon or not, we need to fuck. We need to mate. I want Mal, he’s desperate for me, and I don’t see any reason why we shouldn’t give in to our love and desire for each other.

But we’re, you know, responsible parents; at least, we try our best to be. Once I kick my legs a little, signalling for Mal to put me down, I gesture to the stairs. “Let me make sure Alana is sleeping. Stay down here.”

Mal cocks his head, showing off his slick, beautiful horns. “You don’t want to mate in our room?”

“Maybe later, babe. If this red moon thing is as potent as I think, it might be too close to Alana’s room. I’m figuring this might be an all night thing, right?”

His tongue darts out, dabbing the point of his fang. “Hopefully.”

That’s what I thought. “We can’t go too far. The lava pool is out of the question since Kennedy’s gonna be too busy to babysit for us. That means we let Alana sleep in her crib upstairs and we can have our fun down here on the couch. Sound good?”

He bows his head, taking a quick kiss. “You want me to go check on her?”

“I’ll go. You get ready for me.”

That won’t be difficult. He has his leathers on and that’s all. But since I like to tease my mate a little, make him hungry for me, I blow him a kiss, then disappear up the stairs.

Just like I thought, Alana is fast asleep. I ruffle her curls, swipe her cheek with my thumb, then tell her a sweet good night before returning to Mal.

He’s sitting on the couch, completely bare. His erection is jutting out from the juncture of his legs. It’s big and it’s daunting, the blood rushing to it turning the red skin nearly purple, and if I didn’t know I could fit that sucker inside of me, I’d be wary.

“Come here, my flower,” he rumbles, reaching out for me with his shadow claws as he spreads his legs, leaving me a gap to approach him.

I hold up my finger.

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