Page 73 of Taken by Moonlight

I gave him a slow smile. “You didn’t say anything about theshoes.”

Heshattered.

Moving with preternatural speed, he sprangup.

Dante wrapped a fist in my hair and tugged, forcing my head back. His mouth met mine in a fierce, possessive kiss. His tongue swept into my mouth with forceful intent. There was nothing gentle or sweet about this. It was pure, hard and sexual. As if he demonstrated to the assembled crowd his mastery of me. Everything about the kiss was aggressive anddominating.

And I didn’t care. I wanted this, thrilled in it as he thrust his tongue into my mouth. I sucked on it, biting and showing my own aggression. If his intention was to show his power over me, it wasn’tworking.

I had my own power towield.

Dante broke the kiss. Panting, he stared down at me. Triumph swirled in his inky gaze, but amid here was tenderness aswell.

He glanced at the crowd. “You maygo.”

As a dismissal, it worked. Couples walked away. Some began undressing and doing their own stripteases.

“You did this on purpose… not to shameme.”

My wild guess proved correct with his smallnod.

“You have a beautiful body, Peyton,” he said quietly, skimming a hand over my hip. “What Rodney did to you at the club is unforgiveable. I don’t ever want you ashamed or humiliated at you being naked in front of myself, Alex orGabriel…”

His gaze flicked to the watching crowd. “Or any of mypack.”

Dante led me over to the table’s edge, bent me over, his hands firmly on my waist. He bent meover.

“Grip the table,” he said, his voiceguttural.

Idid.

A zipper rasped downward, and I knew he had dropped his pants. Dante got behind me. “I need to fuck you like a wolf fucks his mate, Peyton. Getready.”

His cock nudged at my entrance and then he thrusthard.

I moaned. He plunged into my body again, slowly.Withdrew.

Fucking me in public. In front of the pack. I’d lost all inhibitions about everything – my body, my appetite, being naked in front ofothers.

Being fucked in front ofothers.

All that mattered was the erogenous zone connecting us – his cock and my vagina, joining us together. Like wolves mating in thewild.

I felt his alpha protrusion seek my G-spot and then rub, urging me toward orgasm. Dante gave one last, deep thrust, searing ustogether.

I came first, screaming his name as loud as I could, not caring who heard us. And then Dante bent over and bit me on the neck, and I climaxedagain.

He orgasmed, shuddering on a howl of myname.

And for a moment, just a moment, I felt as if I could run as a wolf, wild andfree.

Even though I washuman.

And I nevercould.