Page 16 of Forbidden Virgin Mate

He easily peels the sweater dress from my body. “Damn,” he whispers, the bra and thong set I put on earlier clearly meeting his approval.

I'm glad it's dark in here so he can't see me blushing. I'm not completely innocent, but I've never gone beyond this point with a man. I have a feeling Zack is about to break through all my barriers, but I don't want to hesitate.

He pulls away for a moment to remove his clothes, revealing an incredible body. His toned chest is lightly sprinkled with hair, and he's so hard. I feel my cheeks flush as I watch him, and then his hands are on me again, exploring every inch of my body while kissing me deeply. I'm almost dizzy with the onslaught of sensations.

He moves lower, pushing his hands beneath my panties and spreading me open. I nearly jump off the bed as his tongue suddenly circles my clitoris before he starts to suck on it softly. I cry out in pleasure, feeling my hips bucking against his mouth as arousal courses through my veins.

His fingers slide through my wet folds, dipping deep inside me. "Fuck, you're so tight," he groans against my inner thigh. "I'm going to have to stretch you first."

I don't know what he means by that until he starts scissoring his fingers inside me, making me see stars. He increases the suction on my clit as he continues to thrust his fingers in and out of me, bringing me closer and closer to the edge with each movement.

He finally slides a third finger inside of me, and I scream as I come hard, my entire body shaking violently. I've only ever made myself come alone before and wasn't expecting it to feel like this.

He keeps licking and sucking my clit until I beg him to stop. "I sure love the sound of you begging,” he whispers against my lips. “Ready for more?"

He grabs a condom from the bedside table, and I watch him roll it on his enormous cock before settling between my thighs and starting to push inside me. My mind clearer after my orgasm, I suddenly panic at the intrusion and freeze.

He pauses with only his tip inside me, realizing how tense I am. "Tanya?" he says, tilting my face to look at him. "Have you done this before?"

I shake my head, embarrassed at the tears threatening to spill.

He groans, his hand possessively gripping my hip. "We can stop. You don't have to do this."

Instinctively, my legs tighten around him, wordlessly urging him on. "No, I want you. I want you to fuck me."

His wolfish grin returns. “God, I must be a real bastard because being your first is damn hot. I’m gonna make this real good.”

His words only turn me on more, and I feel my walls clench around his tip, making him hiss as he battles for control.

I'm still tense as he pushes deeper, but he pauses, resting his forehead against mine and allowing me to get used to the sensation. His breath comes in short bursts, as if it's taking all his self-control not to take me hard.

"It'll get easier," he says softly, stroking my hair away from my face.

He pulls back slightly and looks into my eyes before pushing himself all the way inside my hot channel. His movements are slow and controlled at first, but soon, the rhythm increases until we're both lost in pleasure.

His thrusts become more intense when he grips my hips, pinning me in place. I can feel my body start to tremble, and I know I’m about to orgasm again. Sensing it, Zack increases the pace, pushing me toward a climax I never knew was possible.

The sensation of being filled by his thick cock is almost too much to bear, and suddenly, I'm screaming his name as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me.

He follows shortly after, driving himself deep into my tight channel until he spills his hot cum inside me.

"You're incredible," he says, kissing me deeply while I continue to hold onto him, trying to ground myself. His hands roam my body possessively as he pulls me tight against him. "Stay here tonight. I need more of you."

I nod, my wolf demanding his presence and my body already craving more pleasure. I'll stay, but then I need to run.

I need to run far, far away from everything he's making me feel.

Chapter 8 - Zack

Running my hand along the curve of her back, I marvel at how soft and fragile she feels. Her ass is raised slightly, and my achingly hard cock slides between her cheeks, almost begging for entrance. I've already taken her once. Taken her virginity. I don't want to make her sore, but god, I need to fuck her again.

My hand snakes round to gently stroke her sensitive clit, causing her ass to sway tantalizingly against me. Her soft, mewling sounds drive me half-insane. My wolf is riding me hard to take her, and my fangs partially descend.

My cock nudges her entrance, and I instinctively grip the back of her neck, holding her in place as I sink into her tight channel. My other hand grabs the headboard to steady myself. She is so damn tight. It feels like heaven...

The morning light infiltrates my mind. I stretch slightly, my arm sleepily reaching for Tanya’s warm, naked body, but all I find are cold sheets. My eyes fly open, and I sit up, scanning the empty room. My shifter hearing doesn't pick up any sounds, and I reach for the security tablet, noting that the door was disabled at 3 a.m. How the hell did she do that?

Switching to the exterior cameras, I can also see that her truck is gone. How on earth did I sleep through her leaving? I rub my hand over my face, attempting to brush off my sleepiness. Did she regret what happened? Did I do something wrong? She was a virgin, and we fucked for five hours straight. As a shifter, she will have recovered physically much quicker, meaning she shouldn't have been hurt. But what if it was too much for her? Perhaps I went too hard.

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