The Pack's Hacker (by Cooper) novel Chapter 178

Arianna

I knew Kier would take his time. I knew he’d told me that being intimate was supposed to feel good, but I’d never guessed that it would feel THAT good. I was shocked when the heat that was building in my core like a hot furnace, exploded in my body. I had grabbed on to Kier’s body, holding him as my own body felt like it was shattering into millions of pieces.

Then he’d kissed me and slowly helped my body piece itself together again. After that, what was left?

Apparently, there’s more. A lot more.

I know he’s watching me to make sure I’m okay with everything he’s doing, but I also get the impression that he likes my body, likes watching how I’m reacting to his touch.

“Did you like that?”

“That was …” What do I say? There are no words for what that was. No words that I know anyway.

He smiles, as if he understands the feelings that I’m incapable of putting into words.

“Can I make you come again?” Is he asking my permission or is asking me if my body will respond. The answer to the first question is yes, and I’m pretty sure the answer to the second is too, so that’s what I tell him.

“Thank you,” he says, turning to watch his hand.

“Oh no, thank you,” I say and he looks back at me with his easy, sexy smile. Then he leans down to kiss me as his hand slides between my thighs. I don’t remember ever feeling so wet before. I’m pretty sure that’s a good thing.

I gasp when I feel his fingers pressing against my entrance. He lifts his head, watching me carefully. “Remember, if it’s too much, you just need to tell me.”

“Okay,” I say. It’s scary for me. The times I was forced to have sex, it hurt. But when Kier’s finger slides inside me, it doesn’t hurt at all. Instead, it actually feels pretty good.

“How is that?” he asks.

“That doesn’t hurt,” I say, watching his eyebrow go up.

“Does it feel good though?” he asks.

“Umm, yes.” It does feel good. That heat from before is already building inside me again.

He leans forward, sucking my nipple into his mouth and doing that thing where his tongue swirls around, making the heat in

my body ignite. Without thinking I press my hips up, begging for him to ease the growing ache inside me.

He growls approvingly, sending waves of pleasure through me and I feel a second finger slide inside me.

“Oh goddess,” I moan.

He pulls off of my nipple looking up at me. “Hold on to me,” he says. His voice is deeper than I’ve ever heard it, and I can see Rowd shining in his eyes. My wolf, Leiana, pushes forward as well. 1

I slide one hand into his hair, while the other grips his shoulder as he sucks my other nipple into his mouth.

“Kier,” I say, my voice trembling with the pleasure that he’s giving me. He growls again and I can tell that he likes hearing me say his name.

I press my hips against his hand again, needing more.

“Yes. Yes,” I moan as that feeling, the upcoming explosion, builds until he pushes me over the edge and my body shatters again.

“Kier!” I cry out, my hands grabbing his hair and squeezing his shoulder, using him as my anchor while pleasure surges through my body.

I feel tears beginning to leak down the side of my face as I let my mate bring me pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever felt in my life.

He either senses the change in me or smells the salt of my tears because he pulls off of my breast, his fingers stopping immediately.

“Did I hurt you?” he asks, his voice full of concern.

I can’t answer, so I just shake my head no. I’m not even sure why I’m crying, it’s just that I never thought I could feel something like this with another person. I never knew that this is what it was supposed to feel like.

He slides his fingers out of me and pulls me into his arms. “I’ve got you. I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”

He kisses my tears away, nuzzling his nose in my hair, kissing my cheeks, my nose, my eyes, and my lips until I finally get my emotions under control.

“Maybe we should stop for tonight,” he says.

“No. No! I don’t want to stop,” I say, scrambling to sit up and taking his face in my hands.

“Arianna, it’s okay…”

“No, you don’t understand. I’m not crying because I’m scared or because it hurt. I’m crying because it felt so good.”

He brushes his hand over my hair, thinking about what I said. “Are you sure, Arianna. I’m more than happy to curl up with you and go to sleep.” 1

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