Page 21 of Howl Me to the Moon (Moonlight Siren Supernatural Cruises #2)

CHAPTER 21

REX

P iper and I had a rare night off together and disembarked from the ship. The early fall night was the perfect temperature, with a cool balm in the air. We headed away from the town and into the forest, where the full moon cast a silvery glow overhead. The scent of foliage sweetened the air between the pines, while the sound of insects chirping created a rhythmic backdrop.

Piper walked beside me, her hand tightly clasped in mine. Her rose-gold hair shone under the moonlight, and her hazel eyes sparkled with anticipation. This was the night. Every time she glanced over at me and our eyes met, my body tingled with heat.

“This is perfect,” she said when we reached a clearing in the forest. She turned around partway and tipped her head back, then closed her eyes and inhaled.

I admired my magical goddess as she tapped into the elements. One thing I’d learned about her off the ship was her connection to nature. Whenever she had the chance to explore it, she did so. That connected us in yet another way as we learned more about each other—and the more we did, the more it confirmed that she was the perfect one for me.

I surveyed the area where she picked beneath a canopy of trees while my wolf urged me not to hesitate. He’d waited long enough for this night. As if I hadn’t. But I had to make sure she was ready. The moonlight shone through the foliage above. Although I’d choose to be with her anywhere, I agreed and said, “Yes, perfect indeed.”

Piper turned to me and her lips curved into a soft smile. “Even the air feels sultry.”

I stepped closer to her and wrapped my arms around her. “Because it’s touching you.”

She laughed softly. “What a line, wolf.”

“As long as it works, witch.” I bent down to capture her lips in a slow kiss, then pulled away and teased, “Any effect?”

She slung her arms around my neck. “You can say the cheesiest lines ever as long as you keep doing that.” Then she kissed me again.

We held on to each other there beneath the moonlight, kissing and caressing as our heat rose. Soon, we were tearing at each other’s clothes to remove them all before we slid down onto a soft blanket of moss.

I grazed my hands all over her soft curves, kissing and touching her luscious body as her intoxicating scent surrounded me. Although I wanted to bury myself deep inside her, I had to taste her first. Make sure she was ready. As desperate for me as I was for her.

I ramped up her desire as I pleasured her with my mouth and fingers. Her heart pounded faster as her skin slickened with heat. As I brought her to climax, she arched and cried out my name. It never sounded as good as on her lips at the moment of rapture. I wanted to draw it out of her again and again for as long as we both lived.

“You taste so good,” I praised her as I slid my body up over hers. “I can’t get enough of you.” Teasing the tip of my cock at her entrance, I asked, “Are you ready for me?”

“Yesss,” she hissed and reached for me. She pulled me down onto her and released a ragged breath. “I need you.”

Just as I needed her, my other half—soon to be bonded to me as my mate. Slowly, I inched inside her, allowing her to adjust to my presence. Her gentle sighs and moans were like music as I pushed in to the hilt.

Home.

I slid in and out of her, slowly at first. As our desire rose, so did our tempo. I rocked into her as she arched against me from below.

And then the pressure rose, as the instinct to bite her became almost overpowering. I growled, “Mine.”

I opened my mouth to expose my sharpened teeth, and her eyes widened with a flicker of fear before a gleam of desire returned.

“Do it,” she urged, her voice low and breathy.

I bent down, finding a soft spot of flesh between her neck and shoulder. She tightened her hold on me as if bracing herself.

Then I impaled her skin, and she cried out, shattering beneath me. Her coppery blood flowed over my tongue as she pulsed around me, sending me headlong to the brink. The fiercest explosion rocked through my body as I capitulated over with her, desire coursing through my veins.

The most intense climax left me spellbound for an eternity before the magic flowed through my veins. I sensed it bonding us, connecting us—forever.

Mate , my wolf declared.

Gently, I pulled my teeth from her flesh and sealed the bite. I searched her face. “Are you all right?”

“I feel it,” she said, her voice wondrous. “The magic binding us.”

Of course my little witch would sense the magic. “Yes, we’re connected now. Forever.” I bent down and kissed her sweet lips there beneath the moonlight and then whispered, “My mate.”