Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 21858 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21858 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
I barely noticed that I was tipping backward until my knees hit the soft comforter, and the rest of my body was enveloped in the softest mattress I’d ever laid my head on.
Aaron’s lips trailed from my lips and down my neck before he whispered, “I want to feel more of you, sweetness. Can I touch you?”
“Yes, please,” I murmured, already gripping the soft sheets with my fingertips.
His hands slowly trailed down my sweater, pulling it off as if it were delicate tissue paper and not some random thing I’d tossed on before hitting the road this morning.
His heated gaze met mine as he slowly hovered his lips over the lace of my bra, his warm breath covering my already hardened nipples. Then his large hands grasped my chest and pulled down the lacy fabric. Before my body could adjust, his mouth was on my nipple, swirling the hardened bud in his mouth.
An electric zing shot through me, and I ached for more of him. As I ran my fingers through his thick hair, little whimpers escaped my mouth while I pushed my chest toward his mouth.
“Do you like that, sweetness?” he said through a deep chuckle, running his tongue along my exposed breast and trailing it toward the other.
“Yes,” I managed to breathe.
“I love your sweet scent. Can I taste more of it?” he asked, peppering me with a trail of kisses down my stomach, stopping right above the waistband of my jeans.
He inhaled deeply. “You smell like heaven, sweetness. Need to taste you.”
“Yes. Please taste me,” I murmured, unable to hold back my panting.
He pulled down my jeans and panties, tossing them aside somewhere with my sweater.
It was the first time I’d been naked and so exposed in front of someone.
But the way Aaron looked at me—worshipped me with just a hungry stare—had my body shivering before he even touched me. It was everything I had ever hoped for with my mate.
Slowly, he ran his finger down the center of my sex and parted my thighs. Leaning over, he slowly ran his tongue down my slit before moaning. “You taste like fucking heaven.”
I gripped the sheets hard as he feasted on my quivering pussy, each part of my body humming with the new sensation.
When he added in a finger, I cried out as he moaned inside me, my body convulsing as he licked up every last drop. Then he kept going. His tongue picked up the pace as he lapped up my sex.
“Please, Aaron, I need to feel you,” I murmured, reaching down and gripping his hair.
He laughed against my skin, kissing from my pussy to my thighs. “You are feeling me, sweetness.”
I shook my head as I sat up, pulling off my bra while keeping my eyes on his. “No. I want you to claim me. To make me yours.”
He swallowed hard. “Are you sure, Cressida? Because once we do, there’s no going back. You’re mine.”
“I’ve already made my choice. I’m yours.” I leaned forward, framing his face with my hands. “And you’re mine.”
I crushed my lips to his, pouring everything words couldn’t say into the kiss. My hands went between us, fumbling to get his clothes off as we kissed and kissed.
When he was finally naked, I leaned back, letting my eyes roam over the hard plains of his body. And his giant dick, already primed, ready, and leaking at the tip for me.
“Are you sure you’re ready for me, sweetness?” he rasped, dragging his fingers through my wet slit.
“Uh-huh,” I gasped, my hips lifting off the mattress, chasing his touch.
He moaned, bringing his wet digits to his lips and licking them clean. “So fucking sweet.”
Without a word, I spread my legs before gripping his shoulders and pulling him closer.
His eyes never left mine as, inch by exquisite inch, he filled me to the hilt. The slight pain from his possession as he tore through my innocence didn’t stop me from enjoying every second of our first time. My hips met his, thrust for thrust, as he drove me closer to the edge.
“Fuck, sweetness. You feel so good,” he murmured into my neck as he pumped inside me.
“Aaron, I want you to mark me,” I breathed hard, clawing at his back.
“Gotta make you come first.” He wedged his arms between us and circled his thumb around my clit, making fireworks explode behind my eyelids as I called out his name.
“Aaron, yes! Oh yes!”
He rode me through my very first orgasm, not stopping until I was close to the edge again. Only then did he allow himself his own pleasure. The splash of his hot seed against my inner walls sent me spiraling into an even stronger orgasm.
As we both came down from the high, he leaned back to meet my gaze. “Are you sure?”
“Do it, Aaron. I want you to complete the bond. Mark me so every shifter knows that I belong to you.”