Page 13 of Howl Me to the Moon (Moonlight Siren Supernatural Cruises #2)

CHAPTER 13

REX

I pulled away from Piper, almost unable to believe what I had just heard. Was this real, or one of my fantasies? I searched her eyes, now darkened with desire. "Are you sure?"

The look in her eyes answered for her, but I had to hear it. "Yes," she said, her voice soft and trembling.

I didn’t need any more conversation. I didn’t want to waste time with words. Taking her hand, I led her out of the lounge. My strides were quick, eager. Piper chuckled. "Slow down! My legs aren’t as long as yours."

"Oh, right," I said, somewhat flustered in my eagerness to get to my cabin.

Not too long later, we finally reached my room. I opened the door to my cabin—it was a small interior one without any windows, but at least I had it to myself. She glanced around quickly and smiled. "Nice. Looks like mine."

I chuckled. Most of our cabins were identical unless you had one of the fancy balcony suites. But who spent much time in them? I barely used mine aside from sleeping.

As soon as I closed the door, we turned to each other. The heat between us simmered. Two heartbeats later, we crashed together in a kiss. My wolf was jubilant inside, urging me to claim her right away. I warned myself not to rush. I finally had Piper in my arms, and I wasn’t going to do anything to scare her off.

Our need was so great that we quickly began tearing at each other’s clothing. As she ran her hands over my chest and explored the muscles beneath, Piper’s boldness excited me. The feel of her hands sent fire through my blood. I tore off my shirt, and her gaze moved over my upper body, widening with appreciation.

"You must work out," she teased, a glimmer in her eyes.

I laughed. "Yes, wolf metabolism helps with that."

We kissed again, and I nudged the strap of her dress off her shoulder to kiss her soft, warm skin. She let out a soft sigh as I trailed my lips down her neck to the seam of her dress. She dropped her head back, and I continued my path, touching and tasting, feeling the soft curves of her body beneath my hands.

My fingers found the hem of her dress and began trailing up her silky thighs. Her breath quickened. She helped me remove the dress, then leaned back on the bed in nothing but a pink satin bra and matching underwear, her hair spilling over her shoulders. She was breathtaking—a goddess laid out before me, a vision of pure rapture.

I kissed her again, tracing every inch of exposed skin with my fingers and tongue. When I removed her bra and panties, she lay bare before me, waiting. The scent of her arousal sent a feral hunger through me. I couldn't wait to taste her. My lips moved from her mouth to her breasts, teasing and caressing until her nipples hardened beneath my touch. I worked my way lower, savoring her response, adjusting my pace and pressure as I discovered what made her gasp, what made her moan.

She writhed beneath me, her body arching in pleasure. I worked her up with my hand and mouth. Her body seized up, tightening around the pleasure building within her. She shattered with a whimpering sound, and her body trembled. The taste of her honey on my tongue was intoxicating—absolute perfection.

I gave her a moment to recover as I kissed my way back up her body. But my need was relentless. I quickly shed my pants and rolled on a condom, my entire body trembling with anticipation.

She reached for me, pulling me toward her. "Rex," she whispered.

I edged the tip in. She was so wet but tight. I moved in slowly, letting her adjust around me.

"You feel so good," I rumbled, my body vibrating with restraint.

She held on to me as I pushed in, her soft sighs at my ear.

I began to move, rocking into her, my body acting on instinct. It had never felt like this—such perfect, sweet nirvana. As our bodies joined, I knew it was true. She was my mate. The only one. I never wanted to let her go.

Pleasure built higher and higher until my release tore through me. A fierce howl ripped from my throat as I climaxed, leaving me utterly spent. I collapsed onto her, careful not to crush her beneath my weight. Our bodies were hot and slick with sweat as we caught our breath.

I held her close, knowing she was the one. My other half.

We’d only known each other for just a few days. How could I tell her something so monumental without scaring her away?