Fox, Morgan - Ravished by the Moon [Moonlight Shifters 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Free

his nose with the spice of her body and the delicious aroma of her pussy. His body tightened and flexed in response. His gaze flew to inspect her. She’d been excited tonight. Had she been this way before coming to the bar? Was it Reyes who caused her cunt to grow wet and smell like ambrosia?
    Damn it, why do I even fucking care? She doesn’t belong to me.
    Squeezing the glass in his hand, he warned her, “Go away, Megan. You shouldn’t have left your apartment. Call Reyes to come and get you. You are the last person I want to see.”
    She slapped a firm hand on the bar, and then slowly her stern expression changed and a smile lit her eyes. “Well, tough shit, jackass. I don’t want to go away, so I’m not doing any such thing. You’re just going to have to deal with it. Besides, we have a lot to discuss…you and I.”
    “We don’t have shit to discuss,” he grumbled.
    “Oh, yes, we do. For starters, why—”
    His fierce growl cut her off. Her eyes swelled as he held her gaze. His elongated canines bit into his bottom lip. This woman was going to be the death of him. She never did as she was told, never could figure out when it was best to just be seen and not heard.
    She was a devil with a beautiful smile and a banging body. Even though he desired nothing more than to see that smile staring up at him as he filled her sweet-smelling pussy with his thick cock, if he’d known she was going to be here tonight, he would have chosen a different bar.
    Grinding his teeth, he told her, “You really do need a serious kick in the ass.” He drank half the bottle of whiskey without taking a breath. Gasping for air, he snarled, “You need to leave, Megan. I wasn’t kidding when I told you to call Reyes and have him come get you. I’ve got nothing to say to you.”
    Popping him hard on the shoulder, she said, “Well, I’ve got plenty to say to you, ass clown. First, why the hell are you being such an asshole to me? Why do you always have to treat me like I’ve done some awful injustice to you? You act like I’m the bad guy here, but really it’s you.”
    Shocked by her accusation, he gasped in total surprise, choking on his drink. “Me?”
    Who the fuck does she think she is saying their fucked-up history was his fault? If she hadn’t gone and fucked Jonah…
    He fought to reel in his emotions, which was extremely hard to do where she was concerned.
    “Yes, you,” she bit out, ripping him from his own thoughts. She poked him in the chest. “You act all high and mighty, like you’re a walking god, unable to do anything wrong, but really you’re just a sniveling little boy. In fact, I bet you still wet the bed.”
    And the smart mouth returns…
    “Watch what you say, Megan, or I’ll show you exactly what I do in my bed,” he warned her, his tongue dancing behind his lips. The idea behind that threat excited him more than he wanted to admit.
    Turning on the barstool, she faced him. “You don’t do anything to scare me, Dominic. I can handle myself and my liquor better than you can. You big, barbarian pussy.”
    Oh, she just doesn’t know when to quit.
    “Pussy?” he growled. “You are the biggest pain in the ass I’ve ever had the displeasure of knowing, and if you were the last woman on earth, I wouldn’t fuck you.” He tossed back another swallow of liquor before muttering, “You make my dick soft.”
    Cocking her head, she snickered. “Is that so?”
    “Yeah, that’s so,” he said angrily, glaring at her askance.
    Catching him off guard, she reached down between his legs and felt his thick cock through his tight black jeans, and he wished he could have said he was shocked by her touch, but he wasn’t. He loved it, wanted more of it. That was until she had to ruin the moment by opening her mouth and letting her sarcastic words pummel his brain again.
    “Doesn’t feel soft to me,” she said teasingly.
    He pushed her hand away. “Do that again and I’m going to shove my cock into that