Page 42 of Virgin Lust

“Shepherd,” I cried. “I can’t…” I felt so out of control. “Please, I need you inside of me.”

Where one orgasm ended, another one began. As Shepherd dominated me with his mouth, I no longer recognized my body. Jittering and weak, my arms dropped to my sides when the giggles began.Hades!The tickling sensation intensified when he kissed up my thigh and stomach slowly. The mattress dipped, and my lashes fluttered. My soulmate climbed above me, looking like a sex god, all smoldering and intense.

Lowering his head, he dragged his lips up my ribs before covering a nipple. My sated pussy throbbed anew, and I arched until he stopped.

“I need to kiss you,” he said before his mouth descended. Soft yet unrelenting. With the taste of me and smoke on his breath, Shepherd took another one of my firsts. I let his desire consume me. His tongue invaded my mouth, searching and dominating mine. He moaned, and the sound stroked my skin with ecstasy. Then he gently sucked on my bottom lip and I whimpered.

Why was the soul reaper the only one exploring? Ineededto discover him as well. No, I wanted to. Sliding my palms down his chest, I traced every ridge of muscle covering his abdomen. His flesh pebbled beneath my touch and I smiled against his kisses. Feeling bolder, I dragged my hand down and gripped him through his boxers.

He groaned, and my pussy clenched at the deep, manly sound.

My fingers barely wrapped around his thick girth.And it was all mine!Just like the soul reaper.Yes!I stroked him once more, and his body trembled above me. I felt heady and powerful as I made the giant crumble. He plunged into my hand as his tongue invaded my mouth.

The urgency to have him grew. I wanted to feel and taste him. How hot did he feel without the boxers in the way? How velvety?Hades!As my desire became uncontrollable, I sucked on his tongue. His big body shook again as he worked himself in and out of my hand.

Our lips broke apart. “Shepherd. Now! I’m ready.” My fist tightened around his impressive length as my heart raced.This is it.Trepidation stole some of my lust, and I froze slightly.I’m ready.So why did a part of me wish I hadn’t said anything?

He stopped thrusting and kissed my forehead. “I want to. You have no idea how much, but you’ve waited a long time with your body. It’s only fair that I respect it too.”

My eyes misted as a lump formed in my throat. Without asking, I knew Shepherd had sensed my unease through the bond. He was my soulmate, and it felt good—amazing. But he’d wait. Knowing I’d give into him tonight despite my hesitation, I never expected that outcome. I adored and cherished what he’d given me.Respect.“Thank you,” was all I could muster at first until I placed my hand at his chest. “Maybe I want to get to know you a little more... But when it’s time, it will be with you.”

He lowered his mouth to my ear. “I know.”

My heart skipped a beat. His voice was resilient. I loved his certainty.

“But I still want to see you,” I whispered. “I want to touch you.Tasteyou.”

“Fuck, Princess, I thought you’d never ask.”

I yelped as Shepherd scooped me off the bed. My lips curved upward as he manhandled me. Scooting himself to the edge of the bed, he lowered me to the floor before him. On my knees, I squeezed my thighs together and looked up at Shepherd sitting there. God, I wanted to touch him all over, but I gawked at him instead. I had a deep desire to please him and didn’t want to screw up.

At my stillness, Shepherd caught my wrist and brought my hand to his chest. “Explore me as you wish.”

I ran my pale hand across his tan pectoral muscles, loving the way his sparse hair tickled my palm. I traced every inch of his exposed flesh. From his shoulders, down his arms, back up to his abs where I stopped at his chest again. My mouth parted. His heart beat like a caged bird beneath my touch. I caused that? Tears clouded my vision as my affection grew. If it was purely physical, he wouldn’t have been so patient. He wouldn’t look at me like I was the only thing in the world.

Shepherd unclasped my bra and it dropped to the floor, snagging my attention. I pushed his hand away before he could caress a breast. “I said I want to touch you.”

His purple eyes revealed themselves again. “They were spilling out of the cups.”

“Because someone pushed my bra down earlier,” I pointed out, and his eyes brightened.

“Come here.” He gestured to me. “I need your touch, Princess.”

Leaning forward, I let my gaze drop to his tented boxers. My mouth parted when I dematerialized the material. I shivered. My mate was marvelous. His fat mushroom-tipped head bobbed under my stare, and I swallowed heavily.

Biting my lower lip, I took his cock in my hand. He was hot to the touch, smooth, yet hard as steel. My clit ached for attention. I ignored how much that hollow ache begged to be filled and squeezed him tightly. He hissed, watching me with hooded eyes as he placed his hand at the nape of my neck. Shepherd was aware I lacked experience, but I wanted to please him as he did me.

“What do you like?”

Cupping my cheek, he rubbed his thumb across my chin then shuddered. “Whatever you want to do to me, I’m going to love. You’ve already got me ready to explode.”

Really? A fluttering sensation blossomed in my chest. I hadn’t even done anything, but I believed him. I smiled, tightening my hold on him until he sighed wonderfully.

He lifted my chin and uttered, “Are you real?”

“Yes.”

Shepherd’s head swayed, eyes softening like he couldn’t believe my existence. “If I’m dreaming, Prudence, don’t ever wake me up.”

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