Scatteredclothes,mingledmoans,Anniewrappedherlegstighteraroundthemale'swaist,eyeswetaspleasurecoiledwithinher.Lyonsgrunted,hisvoiceamixbetweenamoanandagrowl,hiseyesshiningbrighteveninthedarkroom.Andhisscent.Oh,MoonGoddess,hisscent.Arefreshing,addictivesmellwrappedaroundherandcoatedeveryinchofherskin."You'regonnamakemec*m,Annie."'Thencome,'shethoughtamidherhazeasnailsclawedathisback.Hertummyclenchedinresponsetohishuskywords,drawingasharpintakeofbreath.AndwhenLyonsbitthroughskin,fangsdiggingdeepintoherneck,Annieblankedoutassparksfiredoffinhermind.God,thatfelttoof*****ggood...---Thefirsttimetheymet,Anniewasheadinghomeafterfilminghermenaceofacousin'sorgywhenhecorneredhertothewall,"shh,keepquiet."Thenexttimetheymet,shewasthebelovedsocialiteoftheestablishedMoorefamily,whilehewassimplyanalphaofanupstartfamily."Marriage?You'renotworthy!"sherejectedwithapridefultone,"LyonsSewell,I'dsoonermarryadogthanIwillmarryyou."AlphaLyonssmirked,"woofwoof!"