Xan eased out from between my legs, licking his fingers. “You taste delicious. I think I will make a meal of you morning, noon, and night.”
“We will never get anything done, and we have jobs to do.” I reminded him.
“Fine, then breakfast and dinner.” He kissed my stomach, then stood and tossed his pants to the side. He surprised me when he crawled on top of me, holding his weight off of me with his strength. “You realize once we do this, you’re mine forever? Actually, you’re already mine, so there is no going back. I’m going to mark you and hope like fuck you plan to mark me.”
I looked up at him. “I’m going to mark you so big nobody will be able to miss it, Xander Fucking Carmichael.”
He laughed. “Does that make you Breezy Fucking Carmichael?”
“I’ll get that tattooed on my ass for you.”
With a shuffle, I maneuvered us until I was between her spread thighs. I eased forward, watching her face as I rubbed the crown of my cock through her slit. I continued to run the tip against her clit, knowing she was still sensitive there, but not too much, heightening her arousal. Being large all over was a good thing, except when it came to making love to a virgin. I feared I’d hurt her and wanted to make sure she was ready. She arched her back as I ran the mushroom-shaped head back and forth over the bundle of nerves, until she clawed at my arms.
“Fuck me already.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
Breezy reached between us and gripped my cock, placing it at her entrance. “I’m hurting, but not because of your size. Please.”
A look down at her small hand wrapping around me, her juices coating the tip, made me growl. “I’ll go slow.” I slid inside an inch, stretching her, pleasure making me sweat. I withdrew and pressed back inside another inch, and she moaned. Gods, I swore I was dying. It felt so good. Another inch and I pulled back out, and then in faster, pausing for her to adjust. When she exhaled, I moved again, driving deeper until I was fully seated. She opened her eyes, moved her legs higher on my hips, and I felt myself sink even deeper. My wolf demanded we claim her now, but I took control, pinning Breezy down with my body above hers, loving how she took all of me without complaint.
“See, I knew we’d fit perfectly.” I withdrew all the way to the head and pushed forward, making her moan.
“Yeah, I am not saying you’re right, but...” she gasped.
I powered back inside, faster, harder. The clenching of her vaginal walls spurred me on. I cupped her hip with one hand and, with the other, lifted her leg higher, opening her wider. Our growls filled the room, and I used both hands to tilt her hips. The action increased the friction and made me hit her clit on each downward thrust. I continued hammering back and forth until she tensed and screamed my name. Her orgasm triggered mine, and my wolf pushed forward.
Breezy turned her head. “Now.” Her growl sent me over the edge. My canines came down, and I bent, licking the spot between neck and shoulder, and bit. When I finished, I licked again, then, needing to feel her teeth in me, I gripped the back of her head, and without words, she struck. My cock jerked, and semen exploded out, the second climax almost painful in its unexpectedness. I turned to the side, our bodies still joined and held her against me.
“Are you okay?”
“That was hands down the best first time ever.” Her fingers ran over the mark she made. My dick twitched inside her.
“How would you know?”
“Cause it was with you. Was it...I mean...Was it good for you?”
“Baby, that was the best time, first, last, and middle. Of course, the next will be better, and the one after will be even better. I can guarantee each time will be the best as long as it’s with you.”
“See! Why do you have to say such sweet things? It makes it hard for me to call you names.”
A sobering thought occurred to me. “Did you truly dislike me?”
“No, not really. I mean, I just thought you were so far out of my league, and that my wolf was crazy.” She nuzzled my neck.
I pulled out, watching her expression for any sign of discomfort. “I hurt you a little.” She tried to deny it. Yet she couldn’t contain her wince as I nudged her opening. “Just a little.”
“Let’s start you with a warm bath, or would you rather shift and go for a run. If you shift, you’ll heal faster.” The thought of going for a run with my mate appealed, but the threat was out there. I’d give her the choice.
“How about a shared bath?” She played with my hair.
I held her hand to my chest. “If I got into the tub with you, there would be more fucking, and less cleaning, and you’d get even sorer. How about you take a hot bath while I make us something to eat?”
She raised her eyebrows. “You can cook?”
I glanced at her smiling face. “I can cook the necessary things. Steak, eggs, burgers, bacon, and shit like that. I can rustle us up something. Don’t you worry your pretty little head. You won’t starve with me, little lady.”
“All right, Chef Boyardee. You get to cooking.” She leaned forward and kissed me, nibbling on my bottom lip. The tender kiss quickly turned into more, but I pulled away. I stood, stretching my arms above my head. A look over my shoulder, and I saw Breezy staring at my ass.
