Midnight Moonrising (Moonrising #2)(64)



"Get out of my way so I can wash the rest of Dana off my body and out of my hair." I tried to shove him, but he didn't budge. "Move, jerk!"

"Just talk to me, damn it! I don't want you to—"

"Talk!" I laughed, menacingly as the hand not on the shower lever came up to gesture toward him. "You want to talk? You're a guy, Phoenix! Since when would guys rather talk than f*ck? If you didn't notice, I don't actually have talking on my mind right now!"

"No, right now you are pissed at me, but I need to know—"

I yanked the lever up and ice-cold water sprayed out of the nozzle so fast that he couldn't get away before it soaked his entire body.

He shrieked, frozen in the icy blast. I grabbed a towel and darted out the door, quickly wrapping it around my body as I ran for the basement stairs. It was still daylight; he couldn't go up to the main floor.

"Mena, wait!" Phoenix shouted as I jerked the chamber door open and ran out.

I wasn't waiting. This day had gone from bad to worse, and it sucked to think the worst part of my day was being rejected by my boyfriend! At least my wolf hadn't piped in to give her two-cents worth of bullshit. I couldn't deal with two *s right now.

I was two steps up the stairs to the main floor when an arm wrapped around my waist and Phoenix was hauling me back in the opposite direction, tucked under his arm like a damn ragdoll or something. God, what was his deal?

Slapping and kicking proved to be useless; the man was like a fortress.

"Let me go!" I screamed.

"I thought you wanted to f*ck, Mena."


Jaxon's door opened up ahead and he stepped out to see what the commotion was about. His eyes widened when he saw Phoenix's naked form stomping up the corridor with me in only a towel.

"Jaxon!" I shouted as I reached for him. "Help me—"

"Go back to bed, Jaxon!" Phoenix demanded, and Jaxon disappeared behind the slamming door.

Shit! "Put me down, Phoenix! I don't want you anymore!"

He chuckled. "Oh, yes, you do, and you're about to get all that you bargained for, baby."

Phoenix stormed through his doorway and kicked the door shut with his foot.

"I'm not joking," I growled out through a clenched jaw. "This isn't funny! Call Alex. I want him to come get me now—"

I yelped when he threw me and I landed on his bed, but I quickly got to my hands and knees and scrambled to the other side of the mattress.

Not anticipating that he would be waiting for me there, I opened my mouth to scream when he grabbed my arms, but my bare feet were on the floor and my back was against the wall before any noise escaped my lips.

His hard body pressed me against the cool stone wall, his long, slender fingers gripping both my wrists and pinning them above my head while his heavy, labored breathing blew against my mouth.

As he ground his erection against my pelvis, I went from wanting to get the hell away from him to wanting to kiss him in less than a nanosecond. Somehow he always knew exactly what to do or what to say to change my mind.

"You're not going anywhere, Mena," his husky voice growled, sending chills throughout my body. "Not when you have sex on your mind, Lupacchiotto."

What a coincidence. I didn't actually want to go anywhere anymore, not unless it was to his bed.

Those cool blue eyes softened a bit when they dropped to look at my parted lips. My tongue slipped out to taste his breath, and he groaned when I sucked my lower lip between my teeth and bit down.

Swallowing hard, he cleared his throat in obvious discomfort. "I can't control my actions around you, Mena. I turn stupid the second I catch your delectable scent. What does that mean? No one has ever had this effect on me."

I wanted to tell him that he was falling in love with me, but I was afraid that would make him run for the hills, so I only smirked at him when his gaze shifted back to my eyes.

"It doesn't matter what it means, Phoenix. We're just living in the moment, remember?"

I didn't wait for a response, before closing the gap between us and capturing his bottom lip between my teeth. Proud that I had turned the tables on him, I swallowed his choked gasp of surprise as he tightened his grip on my wrists and opened his mouth to control the kiss. Before I knew what was happening, Phoenix had hoisted my body up on the wall, still trapped under the steely ropes of his muscles.

A preternatural groan escaped his lips as he assaulted my mouth, sending heated waves coursing through my body with each swipe of his lips. When his tongue swooped into my mouth, all I could do was react. All thought processes were gone. I acted on instinct.

Tiny whimpers escaped as he pressed his body against mine, before he pulled back from the kiss and softly dropped heated, open-mouthed bites down my neck and across my shoulder. The heat from his mouth stoked my insides, igniting the tinder into a raging inferno. As soon as his mouth nipped at my breast, I exploded.

Gripping his hair in my hands, I lost myself to the sensations, as he rolled the nipple between his teeth, before suckling it between his lips. Oh God, that felt so good. I clawed at his back, leaving bloody gouges, but didn't care. He healed fast, he could take it.

He hauled my body up farther, and my legs instinctively went around his waist. Gripping my hips, he carried me to the bed, dropping me on the edge. His massive hands spanned my thighs as he spread them apart and eyed my sex appreciatively. Before I could come up with a witty comment, he was sliding into me.

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