Six Moons Of Desire
Platters of roasted and grilled meat steamed in the open air, fruit glistened with dew, and a decanter of red wine caught the sunlight, glowing like blood in crystal.
“What in the world…” Maxton muttered, his stomach growling viciously. He hadn’t realized how hungry he was until that moment.
“For fuck’s sake,” he whispered and sat down. The first bite was ecstasy, smoke, salt, the iron taste of meat. He tore into it greedily, devouring as though the food might vanish if he didn’t eat fast enough.
And he never noticed he was being watched.
The thundering paws shook the cottage floor before Maxton could even breathe.
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