Page 88 of Marked By Moonlight
The corners of his mouth lift.“Probably, but I should still do it.”
I shake my head.“We will break the curse. Us being mates and completing the ceremony will break the curse. We won’t have to live like this for long.”
“You’re incredible, my queen. Even when I can fall in love with you, it won’t be what you deserve.”
I let my forehead rest against his.“It will be more.”
And then I catch his lips with mine before he can stop me.
“I’m not afraid of this,”I tell him.
He shivers at my words but doesn’t stop the kiss. He keeps to his word. He won’t be the one to stop this—not anymore. I have all the control. And there is nothing that is going to stop me this time.
I release his lips long enough for us to catch our breaths, when he says. “I’m terrified.”
He doesn’t speak the words into my head. It’s one of the only words he’s spoken out loud since he brought me here. I don’t know if he speaks them to get me to reconsider, to try and save me, or if he says them simply because they are the truth.
“I’m not,” I say, and I mean the words more than I’ve meant anything I’ve ever spoken to him. I can’t explain the connection I have to this man. I can’t explain why my heart beats only for him. I can’t explain why I’m not afraid of his curse or my own.
His lips hitch up as he realizes through his wolf senses that I’m telling the truth. I’m not afraid of this, not when I’m with him.
When I reach up, he lowers his head and engulfs me in a kiss that is full of all the heat and passion we’ve had since the second we laid eyes on each other.
We both moan in unison as if, with this kiss, we are finally giving in. Nothing is going to hold us back anymore.
“I need you, all of you,” he whispers into my ear before tracing his tongue over the sensitive flesh there.
I tremble in his arms. “I need all of you now, or I just might die.”
There’s a twinkle in his eyes at my words. Then he looks around at where we are and frowns.
“What?” I ask.
“I should have brought you back to my house, not the middle of the forest.”
I chuckle lightly, stroking his bicep. “I don’t care where we are. I don’t care if you take me against that tree or on the ground with a stick digging into my back. I just want you.”
“We could run back to the house.”
I growl. “No, I can’t wait. You’ve made me wait far too long already. And after Isolde did her little spell on me, I’m horny as hell and will curse you myself if you make me wait any longer.”
He grabs my hips at that and yanks our bodies flush together until I can feel every bit of him. He’s so fucking hard against my softness.
He runs his hand through my hair, pulling it loose from the ponytail it’s been in all night. “You’re so beautiful, my queen.”
I swallow down the lump in my throat as warmth spreads once again throughout my body, just from how he’s looking at me.
“Touch me,” I whisper.
He laughs. “So demanding, my queen. I’m not going to rush this.”
“You couldn’t possibly move any slower than you already are.”
He smirks, and I feel like I’ve just issued a challenge that he’s more than happy to accept.
“No,” I growl, but it comes out as a whimper as he takes the opportunity to kiss my neck. So. Fucking. Slowly. But gods, doesit feel good. I melt into his kiss, unable to think whenever his lips are on me.
“I want you spread before me so I can worship every part of your body before, during, and after I fuck you.”
