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Author: Felicity Heaton
swallowed. A part of him said that things were going too fast but the rest of him kept telling it to shut the hell up. He felt an urgent need for her, as though what she’d said earlier was true. This night was going to end too soon, and he couldn’t let her walk away, he had to do
this in case he never saw her again. He had to have
some perfect moment to remember her by because he’d
never meet anyone like her again.
“I’m not sure,” he said and cursed the part of him that had won control long enough to voice those words.
She smiled and traced her fingers lower, flattening her palm against her body when she reached her stomach
and not stopping until she touched her navel. The fur
she was wearing was parted enough for him to see a
strip of her torso. When she sat up, the blanket almost fell open. It barely clung to her breasts, keeping her nipples hidden from him and making him want to reach
out and gently brush it aside so he could see them. She 31
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extended a hand towards him and caught hold of his
shirt, pulling him close to her.
“What are you doing?” he said when his mouth was a
hair’s breadth away from hers.
“Don’t deny yourself…give in to your desire. Listen to your heart,” she whispered in a lust-filled voice that sent arousal bolting through him, making him harden in his
jeans.
How could he deny her? It seemed so impossible. More
than that, he didn’t want to deny himself. He wanted
her. He wanted her in a way he’d never felt before. The feeling was a primal urge, a desire to take what was in front of him and make it his. She called to his animal instincts, making him react to the base urge consuming him.
He had to have her.
She had to be his.
With a growl that was barely human, he pulled her to
him and smashed his mouth against hers. She melted
instantly in his arms, her body relaxing while his
tightened, and her fingers wrapped themselves around
his shoulders. God she tasted good. Something about
her was driving him wild. He was losing all control and the fact that it scared him a little only added to how aroused he was.
She leaned backwards, luring him down onto the rug
with her, and his eyes flickered to her body when their mouths broke apart. He groaned when he saw one deep
pink nipple had been exposed to him and his attention
was immediately with it. Dipping his head, he ran his
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tongue around it and then flicked it with the tip. Her fingers dug into his hair and she brought her left knee up, making the fur fall away from that side completely and drawing his gaze to it. He ran his fingers over the bandage and delighted in the way she trembled beneath
them, her body lifting off the floor a little. Trailing his hand downwards, he followed the sweep of her inner
thigh and moved his gaze to meet hers while he slid it underneath the blanket.
Blood rushed through his ears, drowning out the sound
of the crackling fire and her quiet moan while she bit her lip. He breathed out shakily, his heart beating so fast that he felt dizzy.
Swallowing in an attempt to stop his mouth from feeling so dry, he edged his hand further downward and then
frowned and closed his eyes when he made contact with
the curly hair covering her pussy.
She arched into his touch, forcing his fingers to slide between her lips and into the soft, slick core of her. The tattered, fragile threads of control he’d been holding on to snapped. Withdrawing his hand, he knelt and hastily unbuttoned his shirt, growing annoyed when his shaking fingers made it almost impossible to do as swiftly as he wanted. He tugged it off over his head and was about to toss it onto the couch when she sat up and raked her
nails down both sides of his abdomen. He threw his head back, his body jerking and tensing with pleasure at the jolt of pain.
He groaned and dropped his shirt when he heard the
clink of metal and felt her
this in case he never saw her again. He had to have
some perfect moment to remember her by because he’d
never meet anyone like her again.
“I’m not sure,” he said and cursed the part of him that had won control long enough to voice those words.
She smiled and traced her fingers lower, flattening her palm against her body when she reached her stomach
and not stopping until she touched her navel. The fur
she was wearing was parted enough for him to see a
strip of her torso. When she sat up, the blanket almost fell open. It barely clung to her breasts, keeping her nipples hidden from him and making him want to reach
out and gently brush it aside so he could see them. She 31
Hunter’s Moon – Felicity Heaton
extended a hand towards him and caught hold of his
shirt, pulling him close to her.
“What are you doing?” he said when his mouth was a
hair’s breadth away from hers.
“Don’t deny yourself…give in to your desire. Listen to your heart,” she whispered in a lust-filled voice that sent arousal bolting through him, making him harden in his
jeans.
How could he deny her? It seemed so impossible. More
than that, he didn’t want to deny himself. He wanted
her. He wanted her in a way he’d never felt before. The feeling was a primal urge, a desire to take what was in front of him and make it his. She called to his animal instincts, making him react to the base urge consuming him.
He had to have her.
She had to be his.
With a growl that was barely human, he pulled her to
him and smashed his mouth against hers. She melted
instantly in his arms, her body relaxing while his
tightened, and her fingers wrapped themselves around
his shoulders. God she tasted good. Something about
her was driving him wild. He was losing all control and the fact that it scared him a little only added to how aroused he was.
She leaned backwards, luring him down onto the rug
with her, and his eyes flickered to her body when their mouths broke apart. He groaned when he saw one deep
pink nipple had been exposed to him and his attention
was immediately with it. Dipping his head, he ran his
32
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tongue around it and then flicked it with the tip. Her fingers dug into his hair and she brought her left knee up, making the fur fall away from that side completely and drawing his gaze to it. He ran his fingers over the bandage and delighted in the way she trembled beneath
them, her body lifting off the floor a little. Trailing his hand downwards, he followed the sweep of her inner
thigh and moved his gaze to meet hers while he slid it underneath the blanket.
Blood rushed through his ears, drowning out the sound
of the crackling fire and her quiet moan while she bit her lip. He breathed out shakily, his heart beating so fast that he felt dizzy.
Swallowing in an attempt to stop his mouth from feeling so dry, he edged his hand further downward and then
frowned and closed his eyes when he made contact with
the curly hair covering her pussy.
She arched into his touch, forcing his fingers to slide between her lips and into the soft, slick core of her. The tattered, fragile threads of control he’d been holding on to snapped. Withdrawing his hand, he knelt and hastily unbuttoned his shirt, growing annoyed when his shaking fingers made it almost impossible to do as swiftly as he wanted. He tugged it off over his head and was about to toss it onto the couch when she sat up and raked her
nails down both sides of his abdomen. He threw his head back, his body jerking and tensing with pleasure at the jolt of pain.
He groaned and dropped his shirt when he heard the
clink of metal and felt her
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