and went to run to the door but he caught hold of her other arm, stopping her in her tracks. His hands moved to her shoulders, turning her to 28
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face him. She didn’t resist him. His touch had calmed
the animal inside of her, making her desire to change
drift to the back of her mind. She could feel the door behind her, but she knew escape was impossible now.
“Just let me go,” she said, even though it broke her
heart to voice those words. She kept her face turned
away from him so she didn’t have to see the horror in
his eyes and told herself it was best that she left. He would never want her, not now.
There was silence and then he moved closer to her.
“I don’t need to know what’s got you scared, or how it is you came to be on my porch, naked and shot, but I do
know one thing. I can’t let you go,” he said in a near whisper, his voice husky with desire.
Her breathing quickened, racing to match the thundering heartbeat that was sounding in her ears. Her eyes
widened when he dipped his head and she watched his
mouth move towards her. Anticipation coiled in her
stomach, waiting for the moment his lips touched hers to explode into a wash of fireworks that raced through her body.
Her eyelids drooped and then gave up the fight when his lips brushed softly against hers in a slow, tentative kiss.
She was stunned into stillness at first and then slowly she became aware of what was happening and began to
kiss him back, her lips exploring his. She absorbed how his stubble scratched her chin, and the way his mouth
tasted of whisky, and the warmth of his tongue when it swept across the gap between her lips, begging entrance from her. She parted her teeth and her tongue came to
meet his. Her heart missed a beat and she involuntarily gasped when her tongue touched his.
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She tensed for the briefest of moments and then pressed her hands into his chest, her body melting into his
embrace as he wrapped his arms about her. They
surrounded her, holding her steady and stopping her
from leaving.
Like she’d ever really wanted to.
This was what she wanted. She wanted to be in his arms and feel like what she was wasn’t a problem. Maybe it
wouldn’t be. Maybe he was the one for her after all, just like she’d prayed he would be.
Her hands slid up his chest to his neck, gliding over the rigid muscles of it to his hair. She moaned into his
mouth at the silkiness of it under her fingers and he
responded by pulling back and looking at her.
“Still want to leave?” he whispered with so much desire that her knees trembled.
She shook her head, unable to get her senses straight
enough to find her voice. She felt muddled and a little dizzy, and she was sure it wasn’t just the alcohol that was responsible for her feeling that way.
“We should get you off your feet,” he said.
She nodded and stared into his grey eyes, fascinated
with the darkness of them and how full of hunger they
were. He’d make a perfect wolf. Maybe one day he’d let her change him and they could be together always.
She’d never be lonely again.
Scott swept her up into his arms and carried her back to the rug in front of the fire. She was gazing at him with 30
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such a spellbound look, as though this was some
moment in a fantasy for her rather than reality. It didn’t feel real to him either. He barely knew her, but at the same time he felt as though he did. There was something so familiar about her. He must have seen her before tonight.
Laying her down on the rug, he smiled at her while he
sat back on his heels. She ran her hand idly down her
chest, a single finger luring his eyes to her breasts and the fur blanket that was hiding them.
“There’s hunger in your eyes,” she said and her finger crept slowly downwards while her voice became
seductive. “What are you hungry for?”
He
Hunter’s Moon – Felicity Heaton
face him. She didn’t resist him. His touch had calmed
the animal inside of her, making her desire to change
drift to the back of her mind. She could feel the door behind her, but she knew escape was impossible now.
“Just let me go,” she said, even though it broke her
heart to voice those words. She kept her face turned
away from him so she didn’t have to see the horror in
his eyes and told herself it was best that she left. He would never want her, not now.
There was silence and then he moved closer to her.
“I don’t need to know what’s got you scared, or how it is you came to be on my porch, naked and shot, but I do
know one thing. I can’t let you go,” he said in a near whisper, his voice husky with desire.
Her breathing quickened, racing to match the thundering heartbeat that was sounding in her ears. Her eyes
widened when he dipped his head and she watched his
mouth move towards her. Anticipation coiled in her
stomach, waiting for the moment his lips touched hers to explode into a wash of fireworks that raced through her body.
Her eyelids drooped and then gave up the fight when his lips brushed softly against hers in a slow, tentative kiss.
She was stunned into stillness at first and then slowly she became aware of what was happening and began to
kiss him back, her lips exploring his. She absorbed how his stubble scratched her chin, and the way his mouth
tasted of whisky, and the warmth of his tongue when it swept across the gap between her lips, begging entrance from her. She parted her teeth and her tongue came to
meet his. Her heart missed a beat and she involuntarily gasped when her tongue touched his.
29
Hunter’s Moon – Felicity Heaton
She tensed for the briefest of moments and then pressed her hands into his chest, her body melting into his
embrace as he wrapped his arms about her. They
surrounded her, holding her steady and stopping her
from leaving.
Like she’d ever really wanted to.
This was what she wanted. She wanted to be in his arms and feel like what she was wasn’t a problem. Maybe it
wouldn’t be. Maybe he was the one for her after all, just like she’d prayed he would be.
Her hands slid up his chest to his neck, gliding over the rigid muscles of it to his hair. She moaned into his
mouth at the silkiness of it under her fingers and he
responded by pulling back and looking at her.
“Still want to leave?” he whispered with so much desire that her knees trembled.
She shook her head, unable to get her senses straight
enough to find her voice. She felt muddled and a little dizzy, and she was sure it wasn’t just the alcohol that was responsible for her feeling that way.
“We should get you off your feet,” he said.
She nodded and stared into his grey eyes, fascinated
with the darkness of them and how full of hunger they
were. He’d make a perfect wolf. Maybe one day he’d let her change him and they could be together always.
She’d never be lonely again.
Scott swept her up into his arms and carried her back to the rug in front of the fire. She was gazing at him with 30
Hunter’s Moon – Felicity Heaton
such a spellbound look, as though this was some
moment in a fantasy for her rather than reality. It didn’t feel real to him either. He barely knew her, but at the same time he felt as though he did. There was something so familiar about her. He must have seen her before tonight.
Laying her down on the rug, he smiled at her while he
sat back on his heels. She ran her hand idly down her
chest, a single finger luring his eyes to her breasts and the fur blanket that was hiding them.
“There’s hunger in your eyes,” she said and her finger crept slowly downwards while her voice became
seductive. “What are you hungry for?”
He
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