Page 108 of Moon Craving

never know of that important part of himself. There was only one answer to her question,

but he could not force the negative out. So, he shrugged and watched with amusement as

her eyes narrowed in what could be only described as an adorable glare.

"That is not an answer."

"Aye, my angel, it is."

Her lips parted, but before she could argue, he covered them again with his mouth.

This time, he took advantage of the opening and thrust his tongue forward to claim her

sweetness.

Unlike a moment ago, her response was instant and blatant. She had really been

bothered by the idea that he saw her as an enemy. Women were strange creatures with

minds unfathomable.

He would never bed his enemy, but he would not be overly worried if she

considered him less than trustworthy. He would still bury himself in her softness. Not that

she would distrust him. He was the Sinclair, and by her words and actions, she had shown

she knew what that meant--at least to the extent that she trusted her safety in his hands.

For her to refuse intimacy because she thought he viewed her in a negative light

when she so clearly enjoyed making love was overly refined thinking. 'Twas most likely

the result of her more civilized English manners.

Now that she had decided she could allow herself a natural response, she burned

him with the fire of her need. He reveled in the carnality of their kiss, rubbing his naked

body against hers. Her small hands grabbed onto his shoulders, her nails digging in and

sparking satisfaction in his wolf's spirit at her flagrant possessiveness. He lowered

himself, covering her body completely with his in a move demanded by his Chrechte

blood.

He rubbed his body against hers, scenting every bit of skin that he could reach. His

bones shuddered with the need to change, but he controlled it.

Barely.

His wolf howled for release. He willed the beast to submerge itself in pleasure.

Lifting her arms above her head, he nuzzled one of her armpits. An aphrodisiac like

no other, the scent of her pheromones made him crazy. He nipped the tender skin right