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It’s a strange mixture of shame and arousal, but it only sends me higher. Makes me want him more. I’m practically panting with it, my pussy clenching against nothing as wetness seeps between my legs.

I look up to see Ulfar watching me with that same intensity, his eyes dark and smoldering. He takes a step forward, his hand reaching out to cup my chin and lift my gaze to his. His free hand takes my other arm and gently pulls it away from my body, baring me completely.

“You are beautiful,” he says, his voice low and husky. “And you do not need to hide from me.”

“I...” I stammer, but the words won’t come out. “I’ve never done this before.” Blush floods my face and my heart pounds in my ears. He’s surely bedded dozens of women. I must seem like a clueless amateur in his eyes.

“Shh,” he coos, wrapping his arms around me. As I melt into his embrace, the rest of my world fades away; I give myself over to the heat at last.

FIRST TASTE OF HONEY

ULFAR

Ican’t believe my luck. Almost don’t want to. This beautiful human has never lain with a mate? It almost seems impossible. But here she is, trembling in my arms as I hold her close.

I can feel her heart racing against my chest, her body shivering with anticipation. As much as I want to take her, to claim her as mine, I know I have to be gentle. She’s not like the other females on my planet who come to us willingly, eager to please.

She’s scared.

I run my hand up and down her back, feeling the goosebumps rise under my touch. “It is all right,” I whisper, my lips brushing her ear. “I will take care of you.”

Because that’s what she needs right now. A strong yet tender man who will guide her through the pleasures of her body. A man who will show her the beauty of submission.

After scaring her earlier, she needs to know that she can trust me. And I might be an alpha, but I would never force myself on a woman who didn’t want it. I need to warm her up first. Get her to accept and understand these new sensations flowing through her body.

But I am in no rush. We have all night.

She looks up at me with a shy, hesitant expression. I can tell she’s still trying to decide whether to bolt or not.

“That’s right,” I say softly. “You lead the way.”

Relief washes over her face and she takes my hand, leading me to the bed. We stand there, facing each other in silence for a few moments before I finally break it.

“Take off my clothes,” I order. There’s an underlying tone of dominance in my voice that I can’t quite hide. She blushes, her eyes widening slightly as if surprised at my request.

But then something else passes in her expression—a flicker of interest, of arousal—and I know she feels it too. She takes a step forward and slowly begins to unbutton my shirt, her hands trembling slightly as she does so.

I stand still and let her have control, watching as her cheeks flush pink from her efforts. When I‘m finally bare-chested, she pauses and looks up at me with those beautiful eyes of hers. That same spark is there again—the one that tells me her body is responding to mine in ways neither of us expected—and for a moment the air between us hums with electricity.

“Good girl,“ I mutter, one hand brushing through her soft locks as I gently push her onto the bed. The way she‘s looking up at me with those full, parted lips nearly makes me bust on the spot. “Now my pants, too.“

She bites her bottom lip but doesn‘t hesitate, reaching for the clasp on my pants and unzipping them slowly. My cock springs free, already hard and ready for her, and she gasps at the sight of it.

“It‘s all right,“ I tell her, my voice low and reassuring. “Just touch it. See how it feels.“

Her hand hesitates for a moment before finally reaching out to take me in her grasp. Her fingers are soft and tentative at first, but as she gets more confident, her grip tightens, making me groan with pleasure.

“That’s it,” I growl, watching her face as she explores my body. “You’re doing so well.”

Sarah glances up at me, expectant, as if she wants me to say more, and all I can do is smile.

“Good girl,” I repeat softly, my cock twitching in her hand. “Lie back now.”

Her eyes are full of questions and wonder but she doesn’t hesitate, scooting back to stretch out on the soft, fluffy blankets.

“Like this?” she says breathlessly.

“Just like that,” I growl, taking my cock in hand as I crawl on top of her.

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