“So, what are you going to do?”

He frowned, lost. “During the full moon?”

Nicole nodded.

He’d considered attending the Wild Hunt, have a night of debauchery, but he figured it would be unwise. The current leader was itching for him to join. His presence would be taken as an agreement to become part of the pack and that was something he wasn't willing to do.

“I suppose I could restrain myself until the next morning.” The idea posed a multitude of mouthwatering possibilities if she’d agree to detain herself with him. “You know, just in case I’m unable to control myself.”

“That’s what I do. Restrain myself.” They approached her red Mazda. “I send Molly away and lock myself in my bedroom.”

Brody envisioned her tethered to the bed. The image made him salivate and he decided it wasn’t a good idea to daydream about such things. She might run away screaming if she knew he had a raging hard-on. “You take an ungodly amount of wolfsbane then what? You just wait it out?”

“I don’t like the urges I get. I can’t live that way.”

“Maybe you just need someone to show you— to help you through it.” He grasped her hand and pulled her toward him. She didn’t resist. Her free hand lay against his chest, her chin tilted up and her eyes were full of curiosity. His lips were mere inches from hers. He closed his eyes and lowered his head, almost expecting her to turn away. She didn’t.

Nicole’s eyes fluttered shut and her body melted against him. He brought a hand to her lower back. The other found its way to her ponytail and set her hair free. It fell around her shoulders and tickled his skin. One of Nicole’s hands found its way inside his shirt. Fingertips fluttered against his stomach then across his chest. Their tongues danced together and he deepened the kiss. The hand on her back fell lower.

Brody lifted her to the hood of the car. Nicole’s knees parted, allowing him to get closer. Her legs twined around his waist then drew him against her. Teeth scraped his bottom lip and he captured her soft sound of pleasure.

Lust singed every nerve in his body. He dropped his mouth to her neck, grazing it with his teeth. It brought another pleasant sound from deep in her throat. If she kept making those sexy noises, she was going to drive him over the edge.

Her fists clenched against the back of his shirt. Fingernails ran beneath the fabric to skim the smooth skin of his back. His name escaped her lips as a breathy exhalation. He not only wanted to make her moan, he wanted to hear her scream his name.

His hands were everywhere at once and still he couldn’t touch enough of her. He had to taste her, feel her, see her naked. The rational side of his brain was fast departing.  All he could think about was burying himself deep within her.

“Let’s go back to my place.” His lips moved against her skin, his tongue licking the salty sweetness. His fingers skimmed her waistband then dipped lower to touch her through the whisper-soft cotton.

Nicole’s legs tightened around him. Her back arched and fingers tensed on his shoulders. Her eyes were shut, lips parted and a flush on her cheeks which magnified her beauty. 

A popular rock song broke the silence. Nicole rolled away from him then got to her feet. The moment was lost.

Sizzling Hot Book Reviews gave Bitter Black Kiss 4/5 stars.
Tif at Paranormal Reads gave Bitter Black Kiss 5/5 stars.