BE MY LUNA, HARPER LAURIER

Warning: This chapter contains explicit language and mature content.

Third POV

Wyatt felt the heat building in his groin when he saw the vague desire coursing through Harper's bright emerald eyes as well. They hadn't had more than a kiss to touch in a long time, not since the war had happened.

And at this moment, When he once again fully encircled Harper completely in his arms, their bodies pressed against each other.

He could feel every rise and fall in the lines of her body, and the constant rise and fall of her breathing from the kiss she had just received, the constant scent of her body. They were all seducing him. Part of his body ached from the swelling, and his eyes, deep with desire, leaked all his thoughts.

"Harper," Wyatt's voice was tight and low, "I think we should go back to the bedroom."

Both of them could hear each other's heartbeats growing stronger. There was a wonderful electric current between their bodies. Harper opened her mouth slightly, her voice trem