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I pull back, smiling. “Dinner would be lovely,” I say, just a little too loud. “I’m starving.”
Luke’s eyes heat. “Me, too,” he growls, the words seeming to scrape over my sensitive skin.
I avoid everyone’s gazes as I head toward the door, surprised that I exit Moonlit without Jake accosting me. He either assumes I’d never lie and am actually heading out to dinner, or he’s too shocked by what he’s seeing.
Little Addy, picking up.
It’s only once we’re outside that I hesitate. Nervously biting my lip, I wonder whether I’m ready for this. The most I’ve ever done with a boy was meet one of my pack-mates at the local make-out spot.
Luke stops behind me, close enough that his chest brushes my back. His heat wraps around me. “I could get a room at the motel next door.”
“That’s convenient,” I breathe, glancing at the plain building that stretches out only a few yards away from Moonlit. I’m pretty sure that’s where my brothers take their hookups to.
Luke’s breath coasts over my neck, and I think I hear him draw in a deep breath, as if he’s inhaling my scent. The thought makes my knees go weak. “God, you smell good.”
I can’t help myself. I lean back, wanting more heat. More sensation. More words like those, growled like they’re a confession. Luke’s hands wrap around my waist, pulling me hard against him and I feel his arousal pressing into my ass. Instinctively, I grind my hips backward, closing my eyes as his chest shudders. He’s feeling this as intensely as I am. I know he is.
And we haven’t even kissed.
I turn in his arms, wanting to remedy that, but a sound from the bar has us both stiffening. Then, Luke’s taking my hand and striding toward the motel, and I’m half-running to keep up with him. The warm night air brushes my hair back from my face, cooling my blood. With a hot look, he leaves me in the shadows of a tree as he strides to reception.
Giving me a moment to think.
I’m both thrilled and terrified as I realize I’m doing something that is contrary to who I am—or at least, who I’m expected to be. I didn’t think I was going to lose my virginity tonight, much less in a sketchy hotel by a bar I shouldn’t have even been at, but here I am. Life is funny that way, and I can’t help but bask in every minute of it. It’s not often I get to enjoy anything other than domestic tasks and being a “good shifter girl.”
Luke’s back faster than I expected, his green eyes dark with desire. He takes my hand and pulls me to the nearest room, swipes a card over the sensor of the door and pulls me inside. The action is rough, almost dominant, but it thrills me. He can’t get me inside fast enough.
The moment the door’s shut, he pushes me against it, pressing the long, hot length of his body against mine. His breath puffs against my lips. His arousal brands me where it presses against the juncture of my thighs, leaving me a shivering mess of desire I didn’t know I could be.
I moisten my lips with the tip of my tongue and his gaze is drawn to the motion. “Adeline,” he groans softly.
I don’t know what he’s asking for. Or why he pauses. But both the question and the hesitation call to something deep in me. For some reason, Luke wants reassurance. And I want to give it to him.
“I want you,” I respond, my voice a husky whisper.
My fingers spear into his hair, gripping as I tug his mouth closer. The words, the invite, are all he needs.
Luke’s mouth descends on mine, a ravenous, devouring beast. I gasp at the totality of the heat. The sensations. The explosive way my body responds. Our tongues hungrily find the other’s, insatiable in their exploration of the other. He tastes faintly of bourbon, overwhelmingly of everything I never knew I was looking for. I can’t get enough of it.
“Fuck, Addy,” Luke gasps, his hips suddenly moving in the same rhythm as his tongue.
Moisture floods my sex and all I can do is cling to him as his hands greedily explore my body. I’ve overheard other pack members talk about sex, and I secretly took notes should that day ever come, but everything I thought I would need to know is out the window as my body responds instinctively. I yank off his shirt, wanting to touch him. All of him.
Although it’s dark in the motel room, I can still make out the molded shoulders, the rippling chest muscles that move with each of his panting breaths. My hands roam over thick biceps, skim over ridged abdominals that tremble beneath my fingertips, already curious what I’ll find below.
Except Luke grabs my hand. “You do that and this will be over far sooner than either of us would like,” he growls against my lips.
I mewl a little when he pulls back, but his hands grab the bottom of my tank top and pull it off. I lift my arms, letting him. I desperately want to feel more skin on skin.
Luke's hand goes to the back of my simple, white bra. Despite the urgency in his touch, he pauses before unclasping. “Is this okay?”
I murmur my approval, arching my back with impatience as if I’m some wanton being. I can barely recognize myself, and yet I revel in this unfurling. This blossoming. A quick snap and my bra is free. Luke yanks it off impatiently, a low sound reverberating in the back of his throat as my breasts are exposed.
His mouth leaves a trail of scorching kisses down my neck before he takes a nipple in his mouth. I arch so quickly my head bangs against the door, although I barely register it. Scorching desire is spearing from where his wet mouth is suckling me straight to my groin. It tugs at something deep. Something that wants to be satisfied.
He worships the other breast, leaving me a mewling mass of passion, before returning to my mouth as if he can’t get enough of it. Kissing me deeply, he hauls me up against him, his arm like hot steel around my back. I’m crushed against him, my sensitive breasts plastered against a hard, burning wall of muscle. Even though we’re pressed tightly against each other, it doesn’t feel close enough. I bring one leg up and wrap it around his waist, then the other, leaving me clinging to him. My sex is against his hot ridge and I can feel him grow as his hips grind into mine.
“I’m trying to go slow, Addy,” he groans, sounding as if he’s in pain.
