Page 9 of Cherry Moon

“Aki?”

Panting, drifting in clouds of euphoria, I finally heard him clearly. “Yeah?”

“Are you okay?”

“Very.” I wiped at the stickiness on my face with my top. “Messy, too.”

“You came too early.”

“Couldn’t help it.”

A chuckle. “Now it’s my turn.”

I climaxed a second time listening to him get off.

What a yummy morning.

And my headache had left the building.

Whoop!

Unfortunately, after a shower and a change of clothes, I didn’t get to bask in the tingly afterglow or start my cookies.

Because a blob of flesh on two chicken legs crashed into my living room.

CHAPTER THREE

GABRIEL

After cleaning myself up, I checked my watch. A golden gift from Aki, our initials engraved on the back.

I had five minutes until the bidders jumped back into the ring. Some of them had to start bowing out soon, the price edging closer to the five-thousand pounds mark. Not that I minded, of course, but the band had to break at some point.

My right ear still tickled from the moans of my fiancé. Hearing him reach orgasm was a sweet song I could listen to all day.

Yet the pleasure became tempered by my usual apprehensions about the future.

Ever since I’d proposed, my worries about losing him increased, twinned with doubt. Not about our love, but about my worthiness.

Aki was a precious commodity to me. Treasure at its finest, one that deserved to be hugged and cared for, kept safe from all the harshness of the world. An unrealistic prospect, yes, but I wanted to be his everything.

Husband, friend, warrior, protector. And the weight crushed me like an anvil.

I really needed to either stop this or speak to him about it. Which wouldn’t be fair to him. He didn’t need to hear my silliness, to take on any stress.

He’d been through enough.

I never want to make you worry, I thought.

Four minutes to go.

Grinning from ear to ear to chase away the unnerving thoughts, I reveled in the knowledge I’d provided him with some morning delight. And that was just a taster. Tonight, he’d be getting the full works.

I might be human now, but my former werewolf carnality remained in place for Aki.

He was the epitome of getting a guy hot under the collar.

And he’d be my husband at the end of the week.