Perspiration beaded my skin. His whisper-soft stroking moved to my other breast and by the time he'd finished circling to the center, I was close to screaming with frustration
"Can I dance with you, little wolf?"
"After I talk to Davern, you can do whatever you want to me."
"A dangerous statement given the heat that sears us."
A smile teased my lips. I ran a finger down the hard planes of his chest and toyed with the top button of his pants. "And just what is it that you intend to do to me?"
He leaned closer. All I could smell, all I could breathe, was the musky, ardent odor of this wolf
He brushed a kiss across my lips, then, with his voice little more than a gravelly growl, said, "I intend to fuck you senseless."
My heart slipped into overdrive. The intensity of both his words and his aura suggested he was feeling the moon as strongly as I, and, missing brother or no missing brother, I was damn glad I'd come here today. Misha, the second of my usual lovers, was gentle and sweet, but Talon was fierceness and danger and excitement and power. When the moon rode me strongly, it was Talon I wanted
I raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that what you always do?"
His grin was wolfish. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pressed me close, until it felt as if he was trying to slip inside
"This time I shall fuck you until you cry my name to the moon." His breath caressed my mouth and his gaze burned deep, until it felt like his desire singed the very fibers of my soul. "Then I shall keep on going until you beg for me to stop."
"That could take a while," I teased, my breath little more than a husky purr. "You sure you're up to it?"
"You will ache for no other lover tonight, little wolf, be sure of that."
I wrapped a hand around the back of his neck and pulled him down so I could kiss him
"Davern's finished," Talon said after a while. "I shall hire us a room."
I smiled. The Blue Moon was the only club that actually had privacy rooms available to rent. There weren't many - four in all - but they were filled with all the latest gadgets to cater to the more adventurous types
If Talon was getting a room, he was truly serious about his hunger and his intentions, and expectation coursed through me. Normally, we made out at the tables or on the dance floor, and that was pretty damn fine. And while I couldn't give him the remainder of the day, an hour or two of hard and heavy loving would certainly cure more than a couple of aches
I flicked the top button of his pants undone and slid down the zipper. His erection leapt out at me, as if eager to be caressed. "Leave your pants hanging on the door so I know what room you have."
He claimed my mouth as fiercely as he undoubtedly intended to claim my body later, kissing me hard and long. Then he spun and walked away, leaving every inch of my body thrumming in expectation. I took a deep breath, but it did little to ease the ache
After tying the ends of my shirt together, I made my way toward Davern. He was alone, nursing a drink, and looked up as I approached. He'd been drinking for some time because his eyes were more red than blue
"Hey, Riley? How are you?"
I slid into the seat opposite him. He smelled of sex and sweat and alcohol, and I frowned. "I thought you were off the booze?"
"Got dumped this afternoon," he said gloomily
It obviously wasn't too deep a relationship, because it hadn't stopped him taking other partners. "So?"
"So, he was a good fuck and I'll miss him."
I grinned and patted his hand in sympathy. "You drink too much more and you won't be up to finding more replacements tonight."
"It'll only take an hour or so to sober up, and besides, I feel like wallowing in self-pity right now." The hologram lights caught his black hair as he leaned back, lending it rich claret highlights. "What can I help you with?"
"I need to know where Rhoan is."
He raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
"Because I have a gut feeling he's in trouble."