Page 37 of Under the Moonlight

She moaned loudly. “Are you asking or stating facts?”

He chuckled. “Both.”

Her gaze met his. “Mark me, Xander. Make me yours.”

Xander pulled out of her and before she could protest, he spun her around to face the tree. The slight downward hill made him just low enough that he could slide up inside her from behind. He placed his left hand on the trunk of the tree above her head for balance and his other came around to finger her clit as he pumped in and out of her. He held onto his control as he waited for the telltale signs that she was going to come.

At the first spasm of her inner muscles, he bit her, clasping his jaws around the back of her neck gently. She cried out, and he held on, increasing the pressure of his teeth as he worked his fingers faster against the nub between her leg. Her body shook against his, and just as he could tell she was starting to come down, he grabbed her hips and pushed himself as deep as he could inside her. His motions turned jerky as his cock flexed, his come shooting inside her as he continued to piston her. She cried out again before collapsing against the tree.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and felt her trembles.

“Are you alright, baby?” He smoothed her hair off to one shoulder, smiling at the indentation of his teeth in her skin. The sight of his mark on her body was primal and he relished in it. She was his mate. Now and forever.

“I’m amazing,” she breathed.

He turned her around to face him, his cock slipping out of her. He dipped his head and kissed her, a gentle brush of his lips over hers.

“Does this mean I can come home with you?”

She laughed and pulled out of his embrace, backing away from him. His gaze traveled over her full breasts, her curved stomach, and rounded hips.

His dick stirred, stiffening at her beauty.

“If you can beat me, I’ll consider it.”

She took off, shifting with a leap. Xander laughed at her cheek before changing. He gave her a few more seconds before he gave chase. When he caught up to her, he nipped at her hind end playfully and she growled.

Xander shot ahead of her, determined to win his prize.

He reached her back door first and turned in several circles excitedly. They shifted at the same time, and Xander crossed his arms over his chest, grinning like a fool.

“Beat you.”

Greer shook his head, human once more, and opened the back door. “I let you win.”

“I’ll take it,” he said.

Once the door was closed, Xander spun her around and kissed her, only she broke it too soon.

“Wow, Xand, is that all you think about?”

“Kissing you? Touching you? Loving you? Yeah, actually, that is all I’ve thought about since the moment I met you.”

She backed away from him, a sly smile on her face. “Well, right now, I want a nice, hot bath.”

Greer disappeared inside the bath room and he waited, listening as the sound of rushing water reached his ears. She poked her head out a second later and crooked her finger at him.

“Aren’t you going to join me?”

Hell yeah he was.

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Greer sat across from Xander in her deep, jetted bath tub, her legs hanging over his. Bubbles covered the top of the water and everything interesting, so Greer closed her eyes to enjoy to warmth. She hummed in pleasure as the jets pounded into her back, turning her body to jelly.

“I’m going to smell like a damn flower.”

She peeked at him through half closed eyelids. “I told you that you could join me in my bath. Which means I pick the scent. Just enjoy bubbles and hush.”

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