The Breeder Luna (SPG)
The steam from the shower curled around Alpha Nathan’s powerful form as he stepped onto the cool marble of the bedroom floor, a towel slung low around his hips. His gaze, sharp and assessing, swept the room and froze.
There she was.
Luna Beatrice lay stretched across the dark silk of their bed, a vision of deliberate provocation. Completely naked. The moonlight filtering through the window painted her curves in silver. One arm was draped above her head, the other resting on her flat stomach. And her legs… her legs were spread wide open, an unashamed, carnal invitation.