Fox, Morgan - Tempted by the Moon [Moonlight Shifters 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free PDF

serious. The sparkle in her eyes, the fire that burned from deep inside her that he could see, feel and taste.
    He shrugged, stepping closer to her, his breath on her face. “I know, but I just want it to be us, Brie.” He cupped her face. The warmth of her skin felt so good. “You and me. I’ll have to share you again when Sebastian wakes. But Brie, I’d be lying if I told you I haven’t been a little jealous sharing you with him. To be honest, these last few weeks having you all to myself have been perfect.”
    “Oh, Jonah.” She leaned into his touch.
    “I’m not saying that I want it to stay just you and me, but I am saying that I need this time with you.” He smiled softly. “And I think you need it, too.”
    She smiled back at him, and the sight of her warm, Caribbean blue eyes and soft, pale white skin had his heart galloping in his chest. Damn, he loved this woman, and he didn’t realize just how much until he stared into the depths of her eyes as if seeing directly into her soul. She was magic, pure and simple, and it was electric. Intoxicating like a craved drug. She meant everything to him, and he was going to show her just how much he desired her.
    His fingers floated up her arms, barely skimming the flesh. “When Sebastian is of sound mind, and the three of us are together, I think we need to arrange some private nights because I don’t always want to have to share you. But right now, all I want is for you to come with me,” he told her, hands clasped together.
    He pulled her gently out of the bathroom and to her bedroom. He had a good feeling that Sebastian, no matter what mental state he was in, wouldn’t destroy the room of the woman they loved.
    He was right. The room had been left unscathed and just as pristine as the day Jonah had first walked her through the door. Turning, he pulled her into his embrace, holding her as if to not have her pressed against his body would mean the end of his life.
    She molded against him, the warmth of their bodies saturating into his skin. She let him take charge of their mating, let him hold her, kiss her, and love her as he wanted to do.
    Damn, he loved the way she gave into him, the way she let him have all the control. Having her this way satisfied his primal urges, like breathing crisp mountain air, running through thick covered forest, the thrill of the hunt. She truly was everything to him. The moon and the sun, the earth and the air, she made him whole. He knew better than anyone the need to keep her protected, and to show her love and passion.
    Kissing her mouth, he dove in, nipping at her lips, sucking on them in slow, gentle tugs. His tongue licked along the seam of her full lips. She opened for him instantly, and he plundered inside. Tongues dueling, they tasted one another’s lips and mouth. The soft, sweet moisture of her mouth forced his teeth to lengthen. The urge to bite her screamed from the back of his mind.
    Breaking the kiss, she gasped. “Do it, Jonah. I know what you want. I can feel it. Bite me. Taste me. Do it all.” She gripped her shirt and pulled it over her head. Tossing the white blouse to the floor, she launched her body back into his arms.
    Permission was all he needed from her before his mouth clamped down on her shoulder. She moaned as his teeth pressed into her tender flesh. Arms wrapped around him, her fingers tangled in his hair.
    Jonah lifted her legs to his waist and held her against him. Opened palm pressed to the small of her back, he massaged her round ass with the other, while his tongue licked her vanilla skin.
    Jonah claimed her body, mind, and soul, and she belonged to only him, at least for the moment.
    Patience was not Jonah’s friend when he had Brie in his arms. Her taste, touch, and scent drove him beyond reason. He lost all sense of control. All that mattered to him and the beast that roared awake when he possessed her was being near her, inside her. The fevered response of her body only made the burning