Page 38 of Under the Moonlight

Xander slipped his hands under the water and tugged her to him. She turned around so her back rested against his chest, her ass cradled in his groin.

Greer bit her lip, thinking about what Pax had told her about the murder of Xander’s family. She needed to tell him, but she was so afraid that he would run off again, revenge at the forefront of his mind.

His hands ran up her arms and his fingers kneaded the muscles of her shoulders. Ignoring the niggling voice in her head that urged her to be honest, she held her tongue. She wanted to enjoy this time together. They had both made it through violence and bloodshed. One day of happiness wasn’t too much to ask.

She moaned as his fingers worked her and turned her head, resting her cheek against his pec.

“Why today?” he asked suddenly.

She tilted her head to look at him upside down. “What?”

He bent over and kissed her, whispering against her lips, “Why did you let me in today? I’ve been trying for weeks to talk to you and you just kept avoiding me.” He stroked her cheek, his fingers tracing down across her jaw and neck. “Was it about what I said? About loving you?”

It was time for her to be honest, at the very least with herself. “Partly. But it was also because I had a bit of a break-through.”

“What do you mean?”

“I was always terrified of commitment, especially the thought of marriage and forever. Then I met you and it was just like it was all so right. I found out you were a shifter, and while I didn’t have a problem with shifters, I’d never imagined falling in love with one. I put myself out there for the first time and you rejected me. I was devastated, but I thought you would come around if I just gave you time. I started imagining a future with you and me and kids…”

“Then I was kidnapped, threatened, beaten, and bitten. All my choices about you and me and our future were taken away and I was so angry. I wanted to choose to become a shifter, so I could prove to you that I loved every part of you and I wanted to wait until you could trust the human me first. I was holding onto that anger and loss so much that I guess I gave up thinking that we could reach those goals any other way.”

His arms tightened around her. “I told you it wasn’t about trust, baby. I just didn’t want to relive what happened, and burden you with it.”

Greer turned around to face him, coming up on her knees between his legs. “Exactly. You didn’t want to burden me because I was human and you didn’t think I could handle it. Even as a human, though, I was never some wilting flower. I’m tough.”

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bsp; She caught his grin and followed his gaze down to her bubbled covered breasts and she scoffed, “Just because I like girly things doesn’t mean I’m not strong. I need you to realize that. You don’t have to protect me. I want to be your equal in every way.”

Xander cupped the back of her neck, his blue eyes gazing intensely into hers. “I promise, that you will always be my partner, but I can’t guarantee I won’t try to protect you. “

“Fine, I can live with that.” She shifted her body, straddling his thighs. Slowly, she laid on his body, rubbing her breasts against his chest.

“You might want to hold onto something,” she murmured.

“What?”

She climbed off him and grabbed one of the clean washcloths on the side of the tub. Then, she turned the faucet onto warm water, and rinsed it. She watched his expression turn from curious to surprised as she slipped her hand beneath his ass cheeks and lifted him in the water until his erection emerged. She wiped the suds from the tip and placing her other hand beneath him as well.

With a sly smile, she bent over and took his head into her mouth. She sucked him hard, rolling her tongue around the head of his cock.

“God.”

Greer released him with a pop and shot him a cheeky grin. “Nope, just me.” She swirled her tongue around the head of his dick once more. Greer closed her lips around his length bobbed up and down. She sucked his cock with gusto, teasing him and waiting for him to completely lose his cool.

He grabbed her hands and before she could protest, he pulled her out of the tub. He stepped out and lifted her into his arms, carrying her into the bedroom. Once he laid her on the bed, he pulled her to the edge and stuffed several pillows under her hips. She squirmed in anticipation as his lips traveled across the inside of her left thigh, completely skipping the crux of her legs to adore her right one. Finally, when he’d teased her into a frenzy, she’d whimpered.

“What’s the matter, baby,” he crooned.

“I need you.”

“You need me to what?”

She blushed, afraid to say the words out loud, but when he kissed just above where she wanted him most, she lost it.

“I need you to go down on me.”

Xander stared up at her, his gaze so hungry it was breathtaking.

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