Moon by Laurann Dohner

I didn't really like this one, I mean Moon he's a dominant type which I liked, "I'll talk while I eff you. I'm sure I'll have lots to say about how good you'll feel." The story part I didn't really like I mean he was a confused buggar, "no." He softly growled. "I'm furious." His hand suddenly cupped her cheek. The loving way he regarded her was promising. "I don't understand why but you are important to me." Well I mean until the man got his memory back I didn't really like it, when he got his memory back all bets were off and the dominant side really came out which I loved, "get out," Moon ordered. "We're having an argument. She'll scream for you if she needs assistance. I'm fully aware of who I am and not losing it again. Stay outside at your post and stop interfering." Moon he needed to explain things to Joy, "they are sex-starved for their mates all the time. Male are prepared to draw blood if other males even glance at their females. They need their females' scent all over them and can't stand it when it fades. Most of the mated males always use at least one of their work breaks to go visit their female to hug and rub against them." He sighed loudly. "I know I'll do that. I am already addicted to how good you smell." He likes to make his woman happy and he likes to suggest things, "you could mark me and I don't mind if you draw blood. I love when you dig your nails into my back."