Page 42 of Unforgivable Fate

Nova covered her mouth. She wanted to cry. She wanted to hug him. She wanted to laugh. She wanted to fling herself against him, tackle him and bite him right then and there. Instead she only shook her head in amazement.

“Each other’s firsts and lasts.” She repeated slowly.

“Is that a problem for you?” He posed her own question back to her.

“No, honey.” She was the one to cup his face now, to lean close and brush their lips together. “It’s perfect.”

“Oh thank god.” Griffin groaned and she giggled.

“Can we stop talking now?”

He nodded vigorously, “I have far better things to be doing with my mouth.”

And he did.

When he kissed her again, all of the softness had evaporated from him. He kissed her like he would rather die than break away for air. He kissed her long and hard and his hands were busy pushing the cardigan from her shoulders and sliding the straps of her dress down.

Nova gasped when cool air touched her nipples and Griffin groaned as he finally tore his mouth from hers. She let out a squeak when he immediately lowered his head and took her right breast into his mouth, suckling so hard that she swore her moan reverberated around the clearing. When he let up, he licked and bit at her pert nipple until she was writhing against him, arching her back and moaning.

His answer to her pleading his name was to turn to the other breast and give it the same treatment.

Nova’s skin felt like it was on fire. She could barely think to breathe, let alone to do anything else. Her body felt like it belonged to someone else, to him, and she was no longer in control of it. She tried pushing at his shirt, to rid him of some clothing too, but he didn’t stop suckling her and she gave up the effort, instead only wrapping her arms around his head and letting her body rock against him the way it wanted to so desperately.

Her skirt was already bunched up around her thighs so the only clothing between them was a scrap of cotton from her underwear and his pants. Nova rubbed up and down his length. She was so wet she could feel her panties molding to the lips of her pussy, knew that if she looked down she’d likely see the proof of how turned on she was all over his pants but she didn’t care. Not at that moment. All she cared about was the friction that moving against his hard length caused and the way it sent shivers skittering up her spine.

“Fuck.” Griffin finally released her breasts with a grunt of approval. “I can smell your arousal, mate. It’s driving my wolf insane. Driving me insane. I want to be inside you.”

“Then get inside me.” She groaned back at him.

Griffin didn’t need to be told twice. He moved quickly. She scooted back enough to give her access to the button on his jeans. He started to help her but she smacked his hands away.

“Shirt off. I want to see more of that sexy chest of yours.” She ordered, smirking when he grinned and complied.

She finished unbuttoning and unzipping him at the same time he threw his shirt to the side and she sat back in utter wonder at the glorious body beneath her. Hers. This was all hers. Her wolf practically purred with approval. Every single inch of him was hers to touch and kiss, to learn and love with her hands and mouth and lips and teeth.

“Your turn.” Griffin growled and Nova yelped as she was suddenly sprawled on her back on the blanket.

She didn’t have time to get her bearings because Griffin had shucked out of his pants and was looming over her in an instant. He pushed her dress up and tore her panties down her legs. She felt exposed as he looked down at her, with her dress rucked up around her waist, her breasts uncovered and her legs spread open to let him see every part of her. Still, she made no move to cover herself because if every inch of him belonged to her, then she belonged to him just as much.

“Gorgeous.” he spoke reverently. “So goddamn gorgeous.”

“Griffin.” she moaned his name, reaching her arms out to him and he gave her a look that she didn’t understand.

“Nova, I’m sorry. I want to go slow. It’s your first time. Hell, it’s my first time. We should go slow but I don’t think I can. It’s taking everything in me just to hold my wolf off and I need inside you, sweetheart.”

“We can try slow next time. Right now I need what you need. Please, Griffin.” She pleaded and nearly begged as he finally leaned against her. “Please?”

“It might hurt a little at first.” He looked pained at the idea. “I promised not to hurt you.”

“You won’t. You can’t. You’re my mate, remember? I was made for you.”

He grunted which was neither a confirmation that he believed her or a denial. Instead he leaned down and kissed her again. Nova wrapped her arms around him and bent her legs up, letting him fall between them. She twirled her tongue around his as she felt him position himself at her entrance and before he could second-guess the wisdom of rushing this, she lifted her hips, helping him to slide that first inch inside of her. She was so wet for him, so ready for him, that all she felt was a rush of pleasure as her body accepted him deep into her depths.

“Nova.” He whispered her name as he broke the kiss, leaning down to bury his face in her neck. “You’re mine.”

“Yours.” She promised, gasping when he pushed in all the way.

He had been right. It did hurt a little. She could feel her body trying to adjust to his invasion, to his sheer size and the depth he’d just reached inside her body, a place that Bunny had definitely never touched before. But even the small bite of pain reminded her that this was everything she’d waited all her life for, a mate of her own, her other half, the man that would fill her up and make her whole.

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