Adalyn wanted to push his head away as he inched closer and closer to her core. Was it possible to die of embarrassment? Such a personal act. She’d read about it in romance novels but had never envisioned having a hot hunk between her thighs begging for her to spread her legs. At the same time, her brain told her inhibitions to shut the fuck up, lay back, and enjoy the ride. Dueling personalities seemed to run rampant in her mind.
Which should she listen to?
One swipe of Wade’s tongue across her clit flung any embarrassment she had about the act out of her mind. Nerve endings, she never knew existed, sprang to life.
“Oh god!” she cried, tossing her head from side to side with each swipe of Wade’s tongue over her bundle of nerves. Her fingertips tunneled through his hair, pulling him closer. She wrapped her legs around his shoulders and held on for dear life.
Now she knew what all the hype was about, and she never wanted it to end.
“Wade!” Pressure built inside of her, searching for a release. She gasped for air, her breaths coming at an uneven pace.
“Does my mate like that?”
“Yes! So much.”
“And how about this?” Wade dragged his tongue down her slit, circling her ass then back up to her clit.
“Yes! God, yes! Please don’t stop.”
He’d found a new way of driving her insane and she loved every second of it.
“Don’t worry, I won’t. I could do this all day every day. You taste so damn good.”
Every inch of Adalyn’s body shook from the mounting pressure. She felt as if her entire body would explode into tiny bits and she wasn’t sure if she would or could survive it.
Wade slid a finger inside of her and all bets were off. She exploded. Blinded by a white light, she came apart at the seams, floating above the Earth. Wave after wave of glorious pressure crested over her.
“That’s it, baby. Let it all out,” Wade urged her on, never slowing his motions.
One orgasm turned into two and seemed to continue until she felt like her limbs were made of silly putty. She couldn’t have formed a coherent sentence if she’d tried.
The only thing she did know is she needed more.
“Please, Wade.” She wanted to feel everything he could give, and this time, she wouldn’t be shy about asking for it. Not if it meant pleasure like she’d just experienced.
“Do you want me inside of you? Be very clear, Adalyn. Because I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop once we get started.”
“Please, Wade. Please.” How easily she became addicted to his touch. Nothing seemed to matter but the next fix of pleasure he could give her. Each kiss, lick and nibble were more addictive than the last. The cravings becoming stronger by the minute. Even if Adalyn wanted to tell Wade no, she doubted she could have. Was this part of the whole“mate”thing the others had warned her about, or was this simply her own primal attraction to him? Either way, she didn’t care.
She let out a soft moan as he slid the crown over her folds. Arching her back, she begged for more.
Slowly, he pressed farther into her channel. Her sheath stretched, accommodating his impressive girth.
“Open your eyes and look at me, Adalyn.”
Her lashes fluttered open, heeding Wade’s command.
His jaw tight as he inched deeper into her. Sweat beaded on his brow, every muscle tight with restraint. A look of disbelief washed over his features as he hit a barrier.
“Adalyn.”
“Please don’t stop, Wade.” Now was not the time to discuss her soon to be a thing of the past virginity. Definitely a conversation for a later date.
Her heart sped as he started to pull back, suddenly unsure if he wanted to go through with it.
“I—”
Tears formed in her eyes, but she refused to let them flow. The embarrassment of being a virgin stung. Deep down, she knew it shouldn’t, but it did, and there was no way around it.
