Page 109 of Moon Craving

where arm and shoulder joined. Her body jerked, her hips pressing up into him. She

wasn't trying to buck him off though, not with the way her smaller calves wrapped around

his, holding him to her with unmistakable intent.

He approved and let her know how much by rubbing his hard cock against the

apex of her thighs. She made a choked noise, her hips bucking again and again. It was

amazing how perfectly their bodies were attuned, considering she was not part wolf.

He threw his head back and howled out his pleasure and his need.

Then his head dipped forward of its own volition and his lips sought out the join of

her shoulder and neck. He opened his mouth over the sensitive spot, his teeth brushing

the skin there, making them both moan in a feral recognition as old as time. He bit down,

gently but firmly, worrying the mark he had made the night before.

A keening sound broke from her throat and his body went rigid with pleasure at the

recognition of his claiming. His wolf howled so loud inside him that his head reverberated

with it. Her entire body bowed, lifting his much-larger form several inches before she

collapsed back into the furs.

He shifted his hips until his granite-hard erection pressed into the slick opening to

her soft body.

"Do it." Her hands grabbed at him, pulling him down. "Do it. Do it. Do it. Claim me."

He could not have stopped himself if he had wanted to. He claimed her with his bite

and with his manhood.

As he surged inside, two things happened. The first was an overwhelming sense of

coming home, even stronger than he had the night before. So strong, he could not begin

to deny it. So strong that it paralyzed him into temporary immobility.

And the second was that he heard her cry out his name. In his head.

He recognized the soft cadence of her voice, but there was a timbre to it he had not

heard from her before, a richness that her spoken words did not have.

No. It was not possible. She was human. She was his king's choice, not Talorc's.

She was not Chrechte. She must have said it out loud and he just thought he had heard it

in his mind.

That had to be it.