Page 173 of Moon Craving

"You want me to believe I am that person?" The tension in his body was easy to

read.

Emotion clogged her throat. "Yes." More than anything.

Several long seconds passed in silence while he watched her and she watched

him from beneath her lashes.

"I want proof."

Her head snapped up. "What?"

"Prove to me how much you want to be with me." He put his arms out. "Come

here."

This she could do.

Without hesitation, she walked right into those arms that always made her feel so

protected and safe. His spicy, masculine scent washed over her, filling her with longing.

She looked up at him, letting her love shine for him to see if he wanted to. "Please, don't

send me away, Talorc."

He did not reply, but his mouth claimed hers with raw passion. He tasted like the

mead from dinner and that feral flavor she associated with him alone. It was a heady

combination and she didn't know how long the kiss lasted. The pure bliss went on and on

and yet felt like it was over in a moment. She was so dazed by it, he had to touch her

eyelids to let her know he had something to say when he lifted his mouth from hers.

She allowed her eyes to flutter open.

His expression was all fierce possession and wild desire. "Mine."

"Yours." If only she could know as surely that he was hers.

"Show me."

She nodded, finally understanding what he wanted her to do to prove his place in

her heart. He wanted her to offer the one thing that was not and had never been part of

her deception, something far removed from her sister and anyone else.

The untamed passion she felt for him.

With that in mind, she undid his belt, letting it fall to the floor, her hands already

busy tugging at his plaid. She needed to get to bare skin, not just because he wanted her

to prove something to him, but because she craved the intimacy he gave only to her.