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“Couldn’t turn away from you if I tried, beautiful.” I kiss her again, slower this time, with reverence and appreciation. I trust her, I respect her, hell I love her. I want us to be whole in every way.

I line my cock at her hot slit, teasing at her lips, rubbing my length against the sensitive bud of her clit.

“I can’t wait to be buried inside you,” I whisper in her ear.

“I’ m ready, but I’m scared,” she says softly with her eyes closed tightly.

“Hey Beautiful, look at me,” I whisper in the darkness. She shakes her head before her eyes shoot open and she pushes one hand through my hair, calming every last ragged nerve I have.

“Sweetheart, this is my first time too. I waited a long time for you, for this. I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else but you. This is the beginning for us baby, this is my forever.” She soothes my anxiety with a slow kiss on my lips, cupping my stubbled jawline and reassuring me with every stroke that she feels this too.

This thing between us is alive and real and pulses just as steady as the beat of our hearts.

I return her kiss slowly as I ease my cock into her inch by slow inch. I want to make this feel as good for her as it already does for me.

Nerve-endings fire and all the sense I have leaves my brain as I try to control myself in her in those first few moments.

Time stops as we kiss and I ease myself inside her body relishing the feel of her skin on mine. I push myself to the limit, with her, I push myself home.

Chapter 13

Wren

With my hands pushed into his dark locks, I focus on the touch of his skin at my lips, the deep and languid kisses that curl my toes and turn my blood to molten lava. I focus on the press of his massive erection between my legs, where he ever so slowly, centimeter by slow centimeter, invades my body. Something I’ve never given to anyone else. My innocence.

I clutch at the broad expanse of his shoulder blades as he pauses, his eyes flicking across my face as he tries to make it as painless as possible. “Are you okay?” he whispers and my heart melts instantly. He as good as hands my heart over to him with his words, his concern, such a foreign concept to a girl like me.

I nod, shutting my eyes tightly hoping he won’ t see the tears hovering there. I don’t want him to get the wrong impression, because they aren’t tears of pain like he may think, they’re tears of joy. Pure, unadulterated joy at his overwhelming kindness, generosity, too large heart and sexy as hell rakish grin.

I’ve found my very own, rough-around-the-edges Prince Charming.

Now how on earth will I keep him?

I choke on one quick breath when Vidar thrusts into me deeply, hitting the end of me as a thousand shooting stars seem to pierce me from the inside out. I clench my muscles, wishing I’d have fully realized he has a dick the size of a giant and that he may not actually fit inside me.

“Want me to stop? We can stop.” He soothes me, his hands sliding over my hair.

“No! No, just…give me a second.”

His tongue laves at my earlobe and dusts across my collarbone down to my nipple. He sucks in slow, generous sucks, his eyes trained on mine the entire time. It is almost embarrassing the level of intimacy he commands of me.

The tension in my muscles eases and the arousal caresses the pain away. Now all he feels is good, outside of the slight pinch of his length and girth stretching me.

“You’re so big,” I say, not even realizing the words tumbling from my mouth. “You feel so good.” I arch, rocking my hips slightly as my body adjusts.

“You’ re so fucking perfect, you feel perfect.” He kisses between my breasts then begins a slow rock of his hips, his eyes falling back in his head as his neck strains and his biceps bulge while he holds himself above me.

“I never thought it would feel this good, this amazing.” He whispers as his rocking speeds up.

“Are you okay?” He bends, his forehead touching mine as his dark gaze tears through me.

I nod, held in his net, captured by his hands and his mouth and his words and his kindness, and I only nod.

Love.

Vidar, the God of Wrath, is the first man I’ve ever loved.

“I’ll take care of you the rest of your life if you’ ll let me. I’ve been waiting for you this long, I’ll wait for you a lifetime longer,” he murmurs between kisses and thrusts, “I’m here.”