“That’s it, gorgeous. Breathe through it, okay? Breathe and relax for me. There’s no rush. We have all the time in the world, don’t we?”
I didn’t know where he had found his sudden eloquence, but it soothed the panic and left the excitement. Excitement and comfort, bolstered by every word that fell from his lips.
Slowly, inch by agonizing inch, I took all of him. It wasincrediblein a strange sort of way, so much sensation concentrated on one part of my anatomy. When he was fully seated inside me, Ben’s hands slid up my sides to cup my barely-there breasts. I’d always been self-conscious for being a part of the itty bitty titty committee, and felt I would look much more womanly and feminine with even a B cup. But the way Ben stared up at me, lust blazing from every one of his features, made me feel like a goddess incarnate.
“Please,” I mewled as one of his thumbs brushed over my nipples. More pleasant little shocks, heightening what I was already feeling as my body adjusted to him.
Perhaps it was too soon, but already I wantedmore.More of that burning stretch, more of my heart thundering in my chest, more of Ben caressing all of me and teasing my nipples.
More! More! More!
So, I took what I wanted.
Using what strength I had left, I slid a few inches upward before coming down again. Groans punched out of me and Ben both, mixing together the same way our bodies were.
I wasn’t athletic enough to pull myself all the way to the tip of his length, but I managed maybe about halfway, and then almost halfway again. As good as it felt, my legs were shaking from the strain.
No, no, come on. Body, don’t fail me now!
As if he could read my mind, Ben’s grip on me changed, and suddenly I was on my back beneath him.
“I’ve got you,” he growled, leaning down to kiss me once more. And as he did, I felt him pulse within me. I didn’t think it was possible to get more turned on, but I did, every single fiberof my body calling out for him. “You just lie back and let me take the lead, baby.”
My brain was melting, and I was surprised it didn’t leak out of my ears. But somehow,somehow, I managed an answer.
“Yes, sir.”
TWENTY-ONE
BEN
A Wonderful Heaven
I was in heaven.
That was the only explanation for it. After so long living in purgatory, I was finally freed. Pleasure coursed through me, and both me and my inner wolf were wild with it. I felt mad. I felt saved. I felt… so goddamned much.
And it was all because of Giselle.
I looked down at her as she lay panting below me, thoroughly flushed all the way up to her hairline. Her hair was splayed across my pillow, and I swore she looked like a masterpiece, spread out on my dark sheets.
Bruises dappled her pale skin, little badges of her day-to-day life. Her nipples stood beaded and a deep pink for me, nearly coral, begging for my attention. She was all sharp angles and soft skin, making my human side want to caress her and my wolf side want to hunt for her until I couldn’t see any more of her bones.
I knew Giselle thought she looked sickly. Like a patient more than a woman to be desired, but to me? To me, she wasperfect.Beauty and strength were written into every single part of her, blazing gold to me.
I had to kiss her again. I justhadto.
I kissed her with all I had, drinking in those intoxicating little moans. And when I could trust myself not to blow on contact, I pulsed my hips slightly.
“Ben!”
God. I loved the way she said my name like a benediction. I didn’t know what I could have possibly done to make an incredible woman like her ever look atmelike that, but I was incredibly grateful for it.
I wasn’t stupid enough to think that this moment, this joining, could fix everything wrong with me, but all of that could wait for tomorrow. Right now, there was just thenowand what Giselle and I shared together.
“More,” she chanted like her own personal hymn. And who was I to refuse such a chorus? I increased my small, tentative pulses to firmer thrusts. Nothing intense, nothing quite satisfying, but delicious, nonetheless.
She was so hot, soslickfor me, frying out every single one of my neurons.
