Page 76 of Beginning Fate

I shook my head and walked closer to help her. I wasn’t certain I fully trusted myself in this aroused state.

She looked like temptation on a stick, just waiting for me to take a bite.

I helped her ease the dress back down and then slowly unzipped it. She could have taken over easily from there. Instead, I ran my hands up her sides, feeling her smooth, silky skin as I helped raise the thing and remove it from her.

More, my wolf urged.

More than anything, I wanted that too.

I couldn’t seem to stop myself as I stood behind her, wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled her back against me. My lips trailed kisses along the slender column of her neck.

There was no way I was going to claim her in this position. Not when she couldn’t bite me back. Still, just the thought of it made my mouth water.

“So beautiful,” I praised.

She gasped when my hands cupped her breasts.

I worried maybe it was too much, too fast, but then she moaned and pressed them further into my palms. Her nipples pebbled, begging to be sucked. My thumb skimmed over each of them at once, eliciting a needy mewl that made me lose all sense.

Quickly, I turned her and pressed her back up against the wall. I captured her mouth with mine. Her fiery core was right where I wanted it, if only these damn jeans weren’t in the way.

Why hadn’t I thought to take my clothes off first?

I wanted to kick my ass for that missed opportunity.

Even through the material, I could feel her heat. I knew if I touched her, she’d be wet and ready for me.

Her legs wrapped around my waist and pulled me even closer. I ground myself against her core, making us both moan in pleasure.

I wanted this.

I wanted her.

Kissing my way down, I shoved her bra aside, freeing one breast to dip my head and taste as I rubbed against her some more.

I was so hard it was bordering pain.

“Oh. Oh!” she cried.

This wasn’t how her first time should be, I reminded myself.

Slowing things a bit, I carried her to the bed and gently laid her down. Her legs spread for me, hiding her with only the thin barrier of her panties.

Growling, I bent down and covered her with my mouth. She wasn’t yet bare to me, but I could still taste her. She bucked against me, so close to her own orgasm.

In that moment, I knew this needed to be about her. Some day soon my time would come, but for now, her needs were what mattered most to me.

I’d never felt that way about any other woman.

I liked to think I was a generous lover, but nothing had ever compared to the pleasure I received from pleasing my mate. I needed to make her feel good even more than I needed it for myself.

“Denny,” she whimpered.

“I know, babe. You’re so close. I’m going to make you feel so good.”

Backing up only long enough to remove her underwear, I enjoyed a few seconds of just looking at her bare, wet, and filled with desire. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

And I’d done that to her. The thought was a powerful aphrodisiac. I feared I might just come in my pants while pleasuring her.

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