Under an Endless Moon (Moonlit Ridge #2) Read Online A.L. Jackson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Forbidden, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Moonlit Ridge Series by A.L. Jackson
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Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
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I rolled slowly over him, making that smile grow.

“What do you think you’re doin’?”

My own grin took to my mouth, and I tried to play coy. “What does it look like I’m doing? Wishing you happy birthday, obviously.”

His hands smoothed back down my bottom as I slowly rocked over him. “Best fuckin’ birthday I’ve ever had. Waking up with you like this. A goddess hovering over me with the sun shining all over her stunning face.”

I edged forward, planting a hand on the mattress beside his head so I could whisper close to his lips. “And it’s only six in the morning.”

I had on a tank, and he reached over and pushed the fabric up a fraction to reveal the words tattooed on my side. Gentle fingertips trailed up the ink as if he were making the statement for me.

I will make it to the sunrise.

Here, with him, I wanted to stand in the sun.

Still, his voice was a grumble as he said, “And you’re supposed to be resting.”

My head barely shook. “I’m fine. I don’t even have a headache.”

“Raven,” he started to argue, and I closed the distance between our mouths, breathing the words through the brush of my lips. “I intend on celebrating you all day, Otto Hudson. Again and again. In every way that brings you pleasure.”

“Raven.” That time my name was a needy moan, and a ripple of satisfaction went blazing when I realized he was giving in.

He nudged me back so he could stare up at me, and a big hand cupped my cheek. “Are you sure you’re not hurting?”

“Oh, I’m hurting, Otto. Aching because I’m empty, and only you can fill me up.” I went for flirty. A tease. Hoping he would take the bait because I truly was hurting.

Hurting because of the way I needed him. The way I always had, and now that he was mine, I wanted to sate that need time and again.

Forever.

Endlessly.

“Yeah, you have that seduction part down pat, don’t you, Little Moonflower? You know I can’t deny you.”

“Why would you want to?”

He sat upright, bringing our chests flush. Flames sparked at the connection. A greedy sound worked its way up my throat, and my nails sank into his bare shoulders.

The muscles flexed and danced below them, his strength undulating through me on a wave.

“I can’t, Raven. Can’t resist you any longer.” His voice was hoarse.

Our noses were an inch apart, and my eyes flicked all over his face. “That’s because this is exactly where you’re supposed to be. Here, like this. With me. No longer denying what we were meant to be.”

“Is this what you were meant to be, Little Moonflower? Mine?”

“Yes. Just like you were meant to be mine.”

“Then it sounds like this is definitely going to be the best birthday I’ve ever had.”

“I think I know how to make it even better,” I murmured as I edged back so I could pull him from his briefs.

Otto groaned as I fisted him, stroking him slow and hard as I watched the pleasure rattle through his features. “Oh, yeah. This birthday is definitely gettin’ better and better. Only one thing might make it extraordinary,” he rumbled.

“What’s that?”

“Unwrapping you.”

A gasp rocked free when he suddenly tossed me off him and onto my back. I bounced on the mattress, and I was giggling as he climbed onto his knees.

Fully predatory. Sporting the most scandalous smirk I’d ever seen.

Excitement buzzed through my belly. A torch of anticipation glowed bright.

He reached out and took the hem of my tank, lifting it before he carefully pulled it over my head.

Cool air breezed over my flesh, and goosebumps erupted as arousal rushed to my core.

“You sure are wasting no time. And here I was worried you might be one of those guys who carefully unwraps a present so the paper can be reused.”

Okay, I totally knew he wasn’t. I’d watched this man tear into every gift I’d ever given him, far too eager to find what was hidden inside.

“Nah, darlin’. The real treasure is what’s underneath.”

He had the tiny scrap of undies I was wearing tattered with a quick jerk of his hand.

I yelped at the tiny sting against my skin, shivers rolling through me because I liked it so much.

“And look at that. Best gift I’ve ever been given. One I’m going to cherish for the rest of my life,” he said, gaze devouring me as he hovered high on his knees

I spread mine in invitation. “All yours, birthday boy.”

Otto chuckled a dark sound. “That’s right, baby. All mine.”

He was out of his underwear and picking me up and spinning me around in the flash of a second. He pressed my front to the headboard at the same second as he thrust into me from behind.

Bliss raked up my throat on a surprised shout, then I whimpered his name when he withdrew and then drove right back in.


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