12.30 pm PPP
Nothing left to hold at–2
He reached up and tocked my hair back from my face. I turned into his hand slightly without thinking
about it
“We go at your pace,” he said. “The same as everything.”
“I know,” I said.
I leaned down and kissed him.
This one was different from the others. Not in technique or pressure. Different in what it carried. Every other kiss between us had held something back, some awareness of the line, some management of how far and how much. This one didn’t hold anything back because there was no line left to hold at.
He kissed me back and I felt Vaela stir and then go quiet, holding herself back, giving this to me first.
I appreciated it more than she knew.
His hands moved to my waist and I let him and the bond opened between us, fuller than I’d felt it since the scent marking, fuller than anything, like a door that had been slightly open for weeks had finally been pushed all the way open.
1 let him pull me down onto the bed, my body pressed against his. Our lips met again, more urgent this time, and I felt his hands sliding under my shirt, exploring the bare skin of my back.
I shivered at his touch, but not from fear or nerves. This was different. This was right.
We took our time undressing each other, savoring every moment, every touch. When we were finally naked together, I looked at him and saw nothing but love and desire in his eyes.
He kissed me again, softly at first, then with more passion. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him against me.
His body looked so good. I traced my fingers down his chest, feeling the hard lines of muscle beneath his skin. He shivered at my touch, and I smiled.
“You’re beautiful,” I whispered.
He pulled me closer, his hands roaming over my body. “So are you.”
We kissed again, our bodies pressed together. I could feel his arousal growing, and it made me want him
even more.
I rolled onto my back, pulling him on top of me. He looked down at me, his eyes dark with desire. I wasn’t waiting anymore.
He entered me slowly, gently, and I gasped at the sensation. This was my first time having sex and it was more than I could have imagined.
We moved together, our bodies and souls becoming one. It was the most intimate experience of my life
Lwrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him inside me
He kissed me again, his lips soft and gentle against mine. I could feel the bond between us growing stronger with every touch every movement.
We stayed wrapped up in each other, time slipping away until neither of us knew how long it had been When we finally reached that moment together, it was unlike anything I’d ever felt. It wasn’t just my heart anymore. It felt like every part of me belanged with him.
“Mark me Calus, make me yours.”
He leaned down and pressed his lips to my neck just below my ear. I felt his teeth graze my skin and then he bit down harder than I expected but not enough to hurt me.
A gasp escaped me as pleasure and pain mingled in a way that made me want more.
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He sucked the wound gently and I felt a rush of power flow between us as he marked me as his mate
When he pulled away I looked up at him and saw tears in his eyes.
“You’re mine,” he whispered.
“I’m yours,” I replied knowing that it was true.
He rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him exposing his neck to me.
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