Page 89 of Eight Steps to Alpha

“Fe.” He began kissing all over her face. “Fe.” Her forehead, the bridge of her nose, and her lips.

When he finally laid down beside her, she rose to her elbows and looked at him. Fear suddenly filled her stomach because a million questions began whirling in her brain.

What was he thinking?

What now?

Why did she have to like it so much?

But she pushed them all aside and kissed him, not allowing her brain to mess this up. She kissed him like it was their first, yet their last. She kissed him with curiosity and passion, and with her whole self.

They made love once again, but this time it was slow, and tender, and took far longer than the first.

As she was burrowed deep into his side hours later, feeling more relaxed than she’d ever been in her entire life, his fingers began to move in slow circles at the small of her back. “Thank you,” he whispered softly into the side of her neck.

She smiled at the sensation, then turned just a little so she could fit herself even closer to him. “For what?”

He hesitated a moment, causing a tight ball of panic to gather in her throat. His eyes were intense, he jaw tight when he finally answered. “For everything.”

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