All Chapters of MARKED BY MOONLIGHT : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

~ DRAVEN ~ I watch Selene dart off, perfectly aware of the moment my mate hands the reins to the animal inside her. I give myself a mental shake, trying not to reminisce about the picture of my naked female standing on the porch. She’d covered as much of her magnificent body as possible, trying to shield herself from me. I growl at the memory. As determined as I am to make everything special for her, I’ve waited so fucking long and it’s taking all my willpower not to take her then and there. My own wolf wants to seal our union as quickly as possible, and it’s making the situation even more difficult. Thankfully, I’ve been able to reel in my desire so far. From the little I’ve learned, Selene’s broken right now. Any sign of force might break her even more, and I can’t risk that. I am enraged at Zarek, but I have to control my emotions. Now is not the time. After we’re done with this, I’ll put a call through t

~ DRAVEN ~ I knew this question was coming, and I'm glad she found the courage to ask me because it simply means we're making progress. There’s only one female in the world for me, and she’s standing right in front of me. She needs to know that. “You’re my one and only, Selene. There is no other one for me. And soon, I will not just show you, but tell you why I hadn’t come for you.” Using her hands to guide her, Selene places them against my chest and leans into me. When she gets her bearings, she wraps her arms around my waist. The scents rolling off her tell me she wants this. She wants what I can give her. But I don’t push for a response. I wait for her to tell me what she wants. She doesn’t answer right away, taking measured breaths as we stand there in silence, but I don’t say anything else. I will do this the right way thi

~ SELENE ~ “I don’t understand what you mean,” I say, tightening my grip on Draven’s hands. “Listen to me closely, Selene.” His voice drops to a low rumble that lifts the hairs on my nape. “You don’t know me very well—yet. But I’ve been around a long time, and I’ve faced my fair share of Alphas. I’ve put more than one in the ground for pulling stupid shit with me, and their transgressions didn’t come close to this.” His tone darkens. “Edric Shade probably intended to use you against Ronan. But when he discovered you’d uncovered his secret, he punished you without a second thought—condemning you to unimaginable torture to protect his plan. The only thing a man like him fears is failure. And right now, you’re the one person who can wreck his plans with what you know.” He leans closer, his breath warm on my face. “Ronan is pissed at you, yes, but he—and the collective packs in Ashridge Hollow—will have an excuse to pardon you if you expose Edric for what h

~ DRAVEN ~ I force my gaze back up and capture her mouth with mine again, pouring everything I feel into the kiss. When I finally tear away, I trail my lips down the elegant line of her throat, over her collarbones, and down the delicate curve of her sternum. Her scent fills me—earth, lavender, wild dandelion, and the sweet, aching promise of lust. I taste her skin in slow, savoring passes, skipping her breasts for now as my hands steady her hips so that my mouth can map the path along her ribs. “Damn,” I murmur, circling her flesh with my tongue so I can leave tiny, claiming nips that make her arch and gasp for me. “You smell so fucking incredible.” Her lips quiver as she responds, “You too. You smell so good.” Her palms begin gliding over my shoulders, her nails grazing my skin with teasing precision. Each stroke leaves a trail of fire that makes my muscles tighten and I shive

~ SELENE ~ Draven draws out of me then slams back in, establishing a fast, steady pace. I tighten my hold on him, keeping him as close as possible. He lowers his head and rests it beside mine, which puts his shoulder near my mouth. My gums tingle again in response, the urge to bite him getting stronger. Despite the urge, I hold off and take everything in. His muscular form feels like heaven, and the fine hair tickling my thighs is exquisite. When I slide my hand around his nape, the short strands there are damp with sweat. "Draven!" I cry, clenching around his plowing cock. His breathing turns rough in my ear as the wet slap of our bodies rings across the room. Everything inside me begins to tighten as my wolf instinct takes the wheel. Not able to form words, I warn him with a sharp nip to the neck. “Don’t hesitate.” He shifts to bare his neck for me. “Mark me, Selene.”