“I’ll take my chances.”
Chloe looked up at the man blocking out the moon’s light. There was no annoyance on his face, just good-natured humor and something darker. Something hungrier.
“I want it noted I had the hardest quarry this year,” he said.
“You’re the alpha. Isn’t that how it’s supposed to work?”
“When it’s right,” he replied.
Chloe ran her hands up his arms, realizing she was touching naked skin.
“I think you lost something along the way,” she breathed.
“One downside of the transformation. Can’t take clothes with us.” He shifted, pressing himself more intimately against her. “Are you complaining?”
She should be. Instead she shook her head.
“You knew what you were getting into when you participated tonight.” His head lowered, his mouth a breath away from hers.
“This is a bad idea,” she whispered.
“Then push me away.”
She closed her eyes as his hands slid over her hips. His hard erection pressed against her, leaving little doubt about how he wanted this encounter to end.
Kieran ran his lips over her throat, sending pleasure shooting through her body.
The wolves did get one thing right, she mused. Streaking through the woods had gotten her adrenaline pumping and the idea of giving in to her desires was far too tempting to ignore.
Besides, why was she still resisting? He had promised her the end of the deal wouldn’t be the end of their affair. So what if she gave in now instead of once the moon was over? The end result would be the same either way.
“Tell me again,” she whispered to him.
Kieran drew back, staring down at her in the moonlight. “This is more than a single night,” he said, needing no prompting to know what she needed to hear. “Trust me, witchling.”
“I do. More than I should.”
His mouth came down on hers.
Chloe bit back a moan, giving herself up to his expert touch. His tongue traced the seam of her lips, demanding entry. She didn’t have the will to deny him.
His tongue invaded her mouth even as he rocked against her. Dimly Chloe wondered whether they should be concerned about their location. She’d never been into voyeurism and a whole host of wolves were trying to capture the flag beside them. At least, on paper they were.
Kieran broke away from her mouth to press his lips to her throat, tickling the sensitive skin.
Turning her head to give him better access, she looked out at the dark wood.
White flashed through the brushes.
That same wolf. Looked like they had an audience after all.
“Stop,” she whispered.
“Why?” he replied, grinding his body against hers.
She bit her lip as her hips automatically moved with him. “Someone is here.”
“Want to go back to the cabin?”
Trek a mile through dark woods while wanting to jump the naked man at her side every second? Didn’t that sound like fun?
“Let me get a hand free,” she said, wiggling out from under him. Raising a hand to the sky, she whispered a simple spell.
Blue magic shimmered over them in a dome before fading from view.
“Privacy spell,” she said. “Now you’re all mine.”
Mine. That was his line.
Kieran stared down at the woman under him and tried to rein in the lust pounding through his body. All he wanted to do was strip her bare and run his lips over every inch of her creamy skin.
Gripping her T-shirt, he tugged it over her head in one smooth movement.
“Too many clothes,” he said.
In response, she snapped her fingers. The clasp on her bra popped open and she wiggled beneath him until the material fell from her.
“Magic makes everything better,” she said, grinning up at him.
“Perfection.” He drew his fingers down her body, tracing invisible designs over her skin. “I could stare at you forever.”
“I’m hoping for something a little more physical than a stare.”
“And I never leave a woman wanting.” He dipped his head to capture one of her taut nipples in his mouth.
A moan escaped her as he lapped his tongue over the sensitive flesh. She writhed beneath him, and it was all he could do to focus on the task at hand and not sink into her as he longed to do.
“More,” she whispered as he transferred his attention to her other breast.
Her fingers delved into his hair, holding him close to her. A quick glance at her face showed her head thrown back in pleasure, her eyes closed. Had he ever seen such a beautiful sight?
Whatever was happening between them, this was about more than sex. Never before had he experienced the raw, primal need to claim a woman as his own. Both his human side and his wolf agreed.
Chloe was theirs.