“Yes,” she said, pressing her face to the crook of my neck and breathing in deeply.
“How about you start with your own fingers, beautiful? That way, you can see there’s nothing there, no barrier,” I suggested. I remembered how scared she had been when I had pressed my finger just the slightest bit into her. I had a feeling she needed to be in control of this experience.
“I don’t know if I can,” she said, her glassy eyes meeting mine.
“You can, precious. Can I pull these off?” I asked, tugging on the waistband of her sweatpants.
Josie bit her lip. “I guess that’s kind of essential.”
Her scent had an acidic edge to it, and I bristled at the thought of doing anything that made her uncomfortable. Theo solved the problem for me.
“Do you want a blanket over you?” he asked.
Josie let out a deep breath and smiled. “Yeah, if that’s okay.”
“You’re in charge of this,” Theo said firmly, turning Josie’s head so she met his gaze.
Her lips parted and her pupils grew as she gave him a nod.
I grabbed a blanket from the side of the bed and placed it over her lower half before tugging again at her waistband. She nodded and I slipped her clothes off, leaving her bare under the blanket.
“You’re doing so well, such a good girl,” I murmured, kissing her nose.
Theo stroked her back, pressing little kisses to her neck. I gently took her hand in mine, moving slowly so she had time to pull away. When she stayed relaxed, I slipped our hands under the blanket and guided them to her pussy, holding in my groan as our fingers ran through her hot slick. I willed my dick to chill the fuck out.This is so not the right time to be turned on as hell.
“You can do it. Just move your finger to your entrance. Feel it there?”
She nodded.
“Now, just ease one of your fingers in.”
I felt her finger disappear inside her and I had to swallow a moan.
“I… I don’t feel anything there,” Josie said softly. “What if my fingers aren’t long enough?”
“You could try the vibrator?” I suggested.
Josie paused, tension lining her shoulders. Then she took a deep, shuddering breath, gripping my wrist before whispering, “Will… will you check for me?”
“Of course,” I grunted. “But only if that’s what you want and you’re sure.”
“I’m sure. I trust you both,” she said, arching back into Theo. He gave her one of his rare smiles, tilting her head back so he could kiss her.
I moved my fingers to her entrance and realized she had tensed up again. I changed tack, cupping her pussy with my hand and gently pressing the heel of my palm against her clit. She squirmed against me and I continued playing, circling her clit with my fingers. She was drenched with slick, the scent of her pussy making me grow harder than I thought possible. She was pure sex and sweetness. I would never get enough of her.
Her body tensed and her breaths came faster. I knew she was close to coming. I kept up a steady rhythm until she came with a small cry. Her legs shook with the aftershocks of her orgasm, and she pressed her face into my chest.
“So good,” she breathed out.
I smiled with satisfaction. I had given my mate this pleasure and wanted to give her more. I placed my finger at her entrance, just holding it there. When she stayed relaxed, I finally eased into her channel. My finger slid in until it was seated as far as it could go.
“I don’t feel a barrier, beautiful, just your hot, wet pussy gripping my finger,” I almost growled.
“You feel so good,” she said. “I didn’t know it could feel good.” There was awe and grief in her voice.
I pressed my forehead against hers, swallowing against the lump in my throat. I wished she had never experienced a single bad thing. As I pumped my finger slowly in and out of her, I was struck by the fact that I loved her.
My mate, my omega, my girl.
