The Pack's Doctor novel Chapter 209

Cyra

I’m a nervous wreck waiting for Yorick. I have no idea what he needed to do, but he’d made sure that I knew it wasn’t about not wanting to be with me. That kiss…

I touch my fingers to my lips, still feeling the heat of his passion against my lips.

I used the time he was busy to shower, shaving everything that needed to be shaved, washing my hair and then drying it, then putting on light make–up.

I’d just started to get nervous, staring at myself in the mirror when he’d knocked on my door.

The butterflies in my stomach take flight as soon as I see him. It’s not that I’m second guessing my decision, it’s more that I have no idea what to expect and I’m nervous. But I want this. I really, really want this.

‘So do I,‘ Rina purrs in my head.

The moment he opens his door and steps aside for me, all my fears fall away. I know exactly what he’s been doing since he left me.

I step into his room, looking around at the candles, the flower petals, and the champagne and strawberries. Then I turn to him. “You did this for me?”

“I’m not exactly sure what you are or aren’t willing to do tonight. And I’m not pressuring you to do more than you want. I just… whatever happens tonight, I wanted it to be special. It’s our first, of what I want to be a lifetime of nights together. But I don’t ever want you to forget tonight,” he says, taking my hand and pulling me to him.

“You are a tough man to deny, Yorick Hill.”

“What are you denying me, exactly?” he says, sliding my hair behind my shoulder then running his fingers over my cheek.

“I can’t let you mark me. And I can’t mark you. But I want everything else with you,” I whisper, and his eyes darken as he leans in and kisses me in that passionate, dominant way that he has.

He pulls back and puts his forehead against mine. “Do you want some champagne?”

“Maybe later,” I say. I feel like I’ve been waiting a lifetim

to be with my mate, and I don’t want to wait another moment.

He kisses me again and I slide my hands up his chest and around his neck. I intentionally on underneath it.

wore a

dress and I made sure to have a pretty bra and panty set

He slowly slides his hands up my thighs, pushing the dress up and over my head. He lays it on the loveseat, then turns to look at me.

“You are so beautiful,” he says, making my cheeks heat at his intense gaze.

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” I say, sliding my hands over his chest and then watching him as I unbutton his shirt, then push it off his shoulders.

When he drops his shirt beside my dress, I take a moment to look at him. “Wow.”

He growls softly. “I’m glad you like what you see.”

“How could I not. Your body is… a masterpiece.”

He slides his hands over my hips as I reach to unbutton and unzip his shorts, letting them fall to the ground. He’s wearing boxers and there is no question that he’s as excited for tonight as I am.

He scoops me into his arms, carrying me to the bed. He somehow manages to pull the sheets down then lays me on them, the rose petals fluttering against my skin. He climbs over me, settling himself between my thighs as he kisses me again. I can feel his hard length pressing against my core. My panties are already wet in anticipation of being with him.

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Chapter 209

“Yorick,” I breathe as he begins kissing his way down my neck. He takes a moment to suck on my marking spot, sending hot flames of desire straight to my core, I moan, much more loudly than I ever thought I would as he pulls my bra strap down and begins kissing across my shoulder before moving to my breasts.

I gently scratch my nails over his back, feeling the ridges of muscle that make up this powerful man. When he pulls my bra down and gently sucks my nipple into his mouth, I gasp, pressing my hips up against his hard length.

He growls softly as his tongue swirls around I my nipple until I’m whimpering and my panties are soaked. He pulls off the first nipple, kissing his way

across my chest as he pulls the other bra strap down. I pull my arms out of the straps, and he pulls the bra underneath my breasts before taking my other nipple into his mouth.

“That feels so good,” I say, my fingers sliding through his hair as I arch into his mouth.

His hand slide behind me and he unhook

my

a, dropping it on the d

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“I like the sweet sounds you’re making,” he murmurs as he begins kissing his way down my stomach.

“You should know, Yorick, that I’ve never been with a man. You’re my

first,” I tell him.

e want

He looks up at me, his eyes nearly black. “I don’t want to just be your first, Cyra. want you to know that I never want another man touching you.”

to

be your only. Now is not the time for that conversation, but !

He begins sliding my panties over my hips and down my legs, sitting up as he pulls them off. He drops them on the floor, then looks at me as he lifts my leg, bringing my foot his mouth and kissing my instep before slowly, lovingly kissing, licking, and sucking his way to the apex of my thighs.

“You smell so fucking good,” he says, his tongue running over my clit. His growl is much louder this time as he pulls one leg over his shoulder as he presses the other to the bed, laying his arm over my thigh and letting his hand rest on my stomach as he begins licking and sucking on my clit.

“You taste good too,” he growls.

“Yorick,” I say, gasping at the feel of his warm mouth, his firm tongue swirling against my clit.

“Yes, Yorick. Yes! Just like that,” I say, pressing my hips against his face. The orgasm hits me hard, and I cry out at the jolt of pleasure. His hand holds me still while my body jerks through wave after wave of my orgasm.

I’ve just started to come down when he slides a finger inside me. He moves slowly, letting me adjust to the intrusion, then he adds a second finger before using his mouth to start bringing me back up to the peak of bliss again. His fingers stretch and stroke me and isn’t long before he’s pushing me over the edge of ecstasy again.

This time when he brings me down, he begins kissing his way up my body. When he reaches my mouth, he kisses me deeply. I can smell myself on his face, taste myself on his tongue. I whimper when he pulls away/standing beside the bed and removing his boxers.

When I see the size of him, my eyes go wide.

“Hey,” he says softly, taking my chin in his fingers and tiltin

my head to look at him.

“You were made for me. We’ll take it slow,” he says, leaning down to kiss me again as he climbs back onto the bed. This time wh between my thighs, he pulls one of my legs up and lines his tip against my entrance.

ettles himself

He pulls back, watching my face as he slowly slides inside me. Just when it gets to be too much, he stops, sliding part way out before sliding in again. Each time he does this, he pushes a little further, my body taking him a little bit deeper. When his body is pressed against mine, he grits his teeth, setting his forehead against mine.

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