Page 31 of Touched By Moonlight

I could no more disobey that command than I could ignore my body’s need. Crying out, I let the orgasm wash over me as my body convulsed. Grayson’s powerful body bucked against me, as he tossed his head back and climaxed with a rough shout of my name. Hot seed jettisoned into me. And then his penis grew impossibly thicker, locking us together as my heart hammered a staccatobeat.

Oh damn. I’d heard about this with alphawolves.

Chest heaving, Grayson leaned his forehead against mine. “Relax,” he murmured. “Justrelax.”

No choice. We were sealed together, the Fae and the wolf. Grayson’s penis pulsed inside me, still releasing cum. And something else washappening…

Eyes widening in the dark, I couldn’t believe what I felt downbelow.

Inside my vagina, a tiny protrusion rippled along the length of his penis, as if seeking something. And then the protrusion foundit.

My G-spot.

That bit of protruding flesh began massaging my G-spot. I screamed and clawed at him as another orgasm hitme.

When I was able to breath, and form a coherent thought, I stared at him. “What isthat?”

“When female climaxes, my sperm is pulled deeper into her womb. This ensures I will impregnateher.”

“Hard to do that,” I gasped as another orgasm slammed into me, “when I’m on birthcontrol.”

I’d made certain of that when I fled my colony. I couldn’t afford a child tying me to one place, nor would I ever risk a pregnancy while on therun.

And yet the idea of him impregnating me, my belly growing large with his heir, turned me on even more. I could feel my womb quiver inanticipation.

I began rocking against him, wanting to keep that delicious friction inside me. Moaning, I clawed at his bare back, the muscles thick beneath my nails. I reached over and bit the junction between shoulder andthroat.

Finally, the orgasms slowed, and his penis shrank. Grayson pulled free of me, his cock sliding wetly from my body. He collapsed beside me, pulling me into his arms. Alarmed, I realized my body was hot, pulsing with power. Glowing slightly, though in the moonlight, you might think it was a reflection of my lily whiteskin.

Damn! I knew this would happen. “Going to freshen up a minute,” I told him, and scurried over to the river, plunging my lower half into the icy coldwater.

Ow. Dozens of sharp needles pricked my skin. I bit my lip against the shock. But the glowfaded.

By the time I returned, Grayson was dressing. And then, senses restored, I finally noticedthem.

Nicolas and Stephan. They’d left guarding the road and stood near the trees, their backs turned. Giving us a modicum ofprivacy.

“I didn’t know your betas like to watch,” I muttered to Grayson, reaching for mypanties.

He zipped up his pants, then nuzzled my neck and spoke low into my ear. “They don’t. They were keeping an eye to protect us, especiallyyou.”

“Oh? This happens all the time when you have sex? Must get crowded in hotel rooms.” I slid my panties on and fumbled for myjeans.

“I haven’t had sex in a year, Sienna. I’ve waited foryou.”

If he had told me he was a virgin, I couldn’t have been more shocked. Werewolves were sexual beings. “A year? What gives? And how did you know I was coming here? Are youpsychic?”

“I’ll tell you when we get to my home. Not here. And no, I don’t need bodyguards when I have sex. But this place is… different.” Grayson looked around. “We need toleave.”

I took another hard look at Nicolas and Stephan as we started back for the bikes. Their aggressive stance made mewonder.

What really was here in this land that made protecting me soimportant?