Luna Junction 1 Feasts with Wolves (W) by Sage Domini Read Free Book Online Page B

into humans.” I thought for a moment, understanding. “They
won’t approve, will they?”
    Cade swallowed. “I’ll present you at
the Yule tomorrow.”
    “ And then what?”
    He looked at me. His large hands
cupped my face and he gave me a long slow kiss. “I’m not giving
them a choice. You belong to me and you will stay.”
    Cade rested his head on my chest and
my fingers threaded through his hair. Everything had accelerated so
quickly. The prior morning I had grumpily awakened in my nearly
empty dorm. Less than twenty four hours later I was lover/wife/mate
to a werewolf. I couldn’t deny that a sort of girlish thrill
coursed through me. Fairy tales were true after all. “So the Yule?
Is that sort of like Christmas for werewolves?”
    He nestled his head in between my
breasts. “Hmmm. The Yule is a very old celebration of seasons and
the earth. It’s been adapted.”
    I was trying to keep up, nodding along
as if it were all completely normal. “Adapted for modern
times?”
    Cade flashed a grin. “Adapted for
modern werewolves.” He ran a finger along the inside of my thigh
and I squirmed, savagely turned on by any contact with him. He
continued speaking casually as if he didn’t possess the power to
turn me into lusty puddle. “It’s celebrated during the full moon
closest to the winter solstice. The families will be here tomorrow.
You’ll be surprised how nearly human it will be all be. We will
eat, we will drink.” He loomed over my suddenly and his grin turned
devilish. “Then when the moon has fully risen in the sky we will
shed our common forms and, in the spirit of the old pagan wild
hunt, conquer the woods like the animals we are.”
    “ Show me,” I breathed. I
had screamed bloody murder when Matthew had shifted before my eyes.
But much had changed in those few hours. I needed to see. I touched
the outline of his strong jaw. “Show me the wolf.”
    Cade Landon leapt off the bed so
swiftly I gasped. He crouched in the middle of the floor, his head
down. I stared, fascinated. Before I could even register what was
happening the transformation was complete. The wolf which had
replaced him was an enormous version of iron statue which watched
us mutely from the dresser. I could scarcely breathe. Gleaming eyes
looked into mine with conviction and he nodded.
    “ Wow.” Even to my own ears
it seemed a wholly inadequate thing to say. I was shocked. I was
awed. I was…aroused again. Once I’d read some highly academic
article about how cavewomen unconsciously sought mates who
exhibited the most physical strength because it meant they (and
their offspring) would have a better chance at survival.
    Frankly I didn’t care to examine the
reasons behind the desire curling in my belly and bidding me to
open my legs once more. Cade Landon shifted back into human form
and met my want with his stiff extension. My lower body was lifted
and pierced by that swollen organ again. Though the target was
beginning to suffer some soreness I clutched his torso with my
knees and encouraged him to ride me roughly.
    I groaned when I felt him finish
again. “Damn, you’re good.”
    Cade chuckled. “I think you measure up
too, my dear.” He retreated to a large armoire in the corner of the
bedroom and removed a large blanket. I welcomed the warm cover as
my skin grew instantly cold when deprived of his heat. He tucked
the blanket around my body. I laughed suddenly. Cade raised an
eyebrow in question. “No fairy tale,” I managed through giggles.
“mentions that werewolves sleep in California king sized
beds.”
    Cade reached under the blanket and
playfully slapped my thigh. “Just because we’re animals doesn’t
mean we don’t appreciated comforts. At least the Landons do. Of
course the Ivanovs have been known to bed down in the woods when it
suits them, though they risk the wrath of the hunters.” He bent
low, whispering my name and kissing me softly.
    “ Cade,” I answered and
touched his hard muscled