What is wrong with me?she thought. Never in her life had she been this needy.
She told herself it had to be all of the drama that had gone on. The adrenaline from the second attack still had to be coursing through her veins.
Whatever the reason, she didn't care. All she cared about in that moment was being with him.
Eddie leaned up momentarily to yank his T-shirt up over his head, discarding it on the floor without so much as taking his eyes off her.
“You're so beautiful,” he said in the darkness.
All she could see was his wolf-like eyes glowing in the darkness of the room, only lit by the moonlight that came through a crack in the curtain.
His eyes devoured her as she lay there, her blouse open to expose her ivory lace bra.
She had considered not dressing for the occasion, never imagining that the spell would ever come to this, that they would be mates in name only and simply go through the physical motions required of them.
And yet, here she was, absolutely brimming with joy at the fact she had gone with her gut and put on her best underwear.
She blushed a little as Eddie leaned down and placed a kiss just above her navel.
Her heart hammered as she felt him hook his fingers into the hem of her leggings. He kissed her stomach again, lightly so that it caused her insides to flutter as he started to inch downward.
Inch by excruciating inch, he pulled her leggings down until Winter lay there in nothing but her underwear, her blouse hanging off her shoulders to expose everything. Her ballet flatscame off easily along with her leggings, and again, she was thankful she had taken the time to do a little self-care before the ceremony.
When Eddie gripped her foot and placed a kiss on the inner bone of her ankle, she shivered with delight.
“I could kiss every inch of you,” he said, and Winter shivered at the thought.
As if he sensed her feelings, Eddie began to trail kisses up the side of her calf, over her knee, up her inner thigh. With every kiss he planted on her skin, her desire grew until she could barely take another moment without him inside her.
“Eddie…” she ground out through gritted teeth. Her voice startled her. She barely recognized her own voice as she reached down and gripped hold of his face with both hands.
This was it. She needed him now more than ever, more than she had ever needed anyone or anything in her life.
Dragging him gently by the face, she wrapped her thighs around his waist and brought his face down to hers, kissing him hard. She filled that kiss with all her desire and need, praying he would get the idea.
And it seemed that he did.
Soon, he had kicked off his boots and removed the rest of his clothes, taking only seconds before he came back down on top of her. And his kiss was just as desire filled as hers had been.
The growl that erupted from his throat, rumbling in his chest, didn't frighten Winter. In fact, it made her thrill all over and she squirmed beneath him, desperate for him.
When he reached down between their bodies, Winter knew the moment was upon them.
The tip of his cock brushed against her clit, and she gasped at how sensitive she had become.
Angling her pelvis up, she squeezed her legs around his waist once more and urged him inside her.
At the sheer size of him, she gasped, feeling him fill her fit to bursting.
“Are you alright?” Eddie asked, pausing, pulling back to look down at her as if he was terrified he had hurt her.
“Yes,” she gasped, gripping his face to kiss him again. Pressing her forehead to his, she whispered, “Don't stop. I'm not a fragile little flower.”
And just like that, he thrust inside her. The sensation was excruciatingly painful and wondrously pleasurable all at once.
She could not stop the scream that erupted from her lips. Throwing her head back, she cried at the ceiling as he thrust over and over.
His face buried in her neck, Eddie nibbled and kissed at the side of her throat, taking her earlobe into his mouth to graze his teeth over her flesh.