her lips again. “I’m just curious,” she whispered.
He cupped her cheek. “About what?”
She licked her lips again. “His head was under the covers, between her legs.” Her fingers flexed against his thigh again.
When he spoke, all the lust he was feeling was right there in his voice. “When he went down on her?”
“That’s what it’s called? I mean, I’ve seen demons do it before, of course, but…” She screwed up her face. “Everything they did creeped me the hell out.”
He dipped his chin, it was all he was capable of.
“She seemed to like it.”
He cleared his throat. “Yeah, she did.”
“Do you think…”
Say it. Please, fucking say it. “What, Luna?”
“Do you think I’d like it?”
His hands shook and his demon was going apeshit inside him. “Yeah, I do.” Because he’d make damn sure she did.
She chewed the side of her lip. He wanted to offer to get down on his knees and do it right there and then, but it had to be her. She had to be the one to ask for it. It had to be her decision.
Luna glanced back at the TV, and with his hand back on the outside of her thigh, he could feel she was still clenching those thighs. She was turned way the fuck on. Her scent was driving him insane.
After what felt a lifetime, she turned back to him. “Do you think that sometime, you’d maybe…that you’d maybe like to, um…do that?”
He swallowed convulsively. “Yeah, I would. I’d like that with you a whole fuck of a lot.” Sometime? She was killing him. That was okay, though. He’d wait, could keep on waiting, as long as she needed.
She was quiet a full minute.
“Gunner?”
“Yeah, love.”
“Would you like to do that, um…now?”
He sucked in a ragged breath and tried to let it out slowly so he didn’t snarl his next words. “I’d fucking love to do that now.”
Her hands dropped to the front of her jeans and she snapped the button.
Christ. Gunner covered her hand, halting her. Her gorgeous eyes shot up to him, so much need there, it nearly fucking broke him.
“First, we kiss,” he said.
Her eyes brightened, and she got to her knees and dove at him, her mouth landing on his, making him growl as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Fuck, yes.
He’d been wanting to do this, to kiss her properly since he walked in the door. Leaning forward, he tugged her smaller body under his and laid her down on the couch.
Luna was soft and warm under him, her mouth like fucking heaven. He sucked her plump lips, groaning when she licked into his mouth with more confidence than she’d ever kissed him with before. Kissing him back with just as much urgency. Yeah, he loved that. Loved that she was taking what she wanted from him, that tonight she’d wanted something and had trusted him enough to ask for it, even if she’d been shy at the start.
They would be mates, and if she wanted something from him, he wanted her to know she could always ask. Always. That nothing would ever be too much or wrong. If she wanted it, he’d move the sky and the earth to give it to her.
He covered one of her full breasts with his hand, and she whimpered, arching up, silently asking for more. Yeah, that pleased the hell out of him. Luna showing him what she liked. Sliding his hand under her sweater, he covered her over her bra and lightly pinched her tight little nipple between his fingers.
She gasped and shoved her hand under his shirt, seeking his bare skin. She liked it because her soft hands didn’t stop moving. Gunner kissed his way down her throat as he tugged her sweater up, exposing her beautiful breasts covered in black silk and lace. He glanced up at her, at the heavy lust in her eyes as she watched him, and fuck, that was hot. She was hot.
He tugged down both cups of her bra, his gaze never wavering as he leaned in and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Luna arched deeper, her nails grazing his skin, making him hiss. Jesus, had he ever been this hard?
Taking his time, he licked and sucked and toyed with her, then moved to the other nipple and started all over again. The way Luna writhed under him, the way her scent grew stronger—she was ready for his mouth. More than ready.
He shook as he kissed his way down her belly. The couch wasn’t