Xavier’s POV
Okay, I admit it. Making love beneath the stars hits differently. Maybe it's the moonlight washing over her, or the way the cool night air carries every trace of Sloane straight to me. Her scent is everywhere, wrapped around me, sinking into my lungs, and I can't get enough of it.
Looking at her naked beauty, I have to remind myself to breathe.
Her cheeks are flushed, her hair is a mess, and there is something in her expression that makes my chest tighten. I felt every instinctive response to my touch minutes earlier. My wolf didn't demand anything and simply radiated satisfaction before he left us to have our private moment.
I drag a hand through my hair and stare at her for a moment, trying to get my head around what just happened. I've spent so damn long convincing myse
