His Virgin Mate(25)

Her cheeks heated to a dark pink once more and she bit her full lower lip in a move that forced me to readjust my cock in my pants. “I do, but I’ve never felt like this before. What we share, this…heat, is overwhelming. I don’t know what to do or what to say. I just don’t know. I don’t want to disappoint you.”

I loved her honesty, loved that she was just as eager for me. But I was not an innocent. I knew exactly what would come next and I wasn’t fearful. I was almost frantic for her. I had to go slow and enjoy the awakening.

Instead of answering her, I rose and walked to the door, flipping the switch to indicate we were in need of privacy. It was time to claim what was mine.



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Von



I pulled Lexi to her feet. Standing before me, she trembled with innocence, with fear of the unknown. Not of me.

She was so small and soft and curved and perfect. So ripe. I was sure I could smell the wet welcome between her legs, the musky scent of her wet pussy. Her mind might not know what to expect, but her body was ready.

Lifting my hands to cup her face, I lowered my head and claimed her lips. The taste of her an explosion of wine and sweets and woman on my tongue. She gasped and I took advantage, pushing my tongue into her mouth to explore and conquer, to claim.

“Do not be afraid. I showed you in the dreams what it would be like between us. Do you want more?”

Her hands came to my forearms and I barely heard her. “Yes.”

I growled in possessiveness. She was telling me yes, giving me permission to please us both, to take the first step toward making her mine. To claiming her.

“This mouth, love. This mouth is mine.” I kissed the side of it, tugged her bottom lip between my teeth before sucking it into my mouth, tasting, exploring, rubbing and suckling until her knees buckled. Arms around her waist, I held her upright and continued to kiss her. Her lips. Her cheek. Her brow. Her nose. Her jaw. “Mine to claim with my kisses, with my cock.”

“Oh god,” she whimpered.

“Do you like that idea?” I kissed along her jaw, nibbled on her earlobe. Nipped it.

She shivered again. “Yes,”

“You like the idea of licking the pre-cum off the head? You want to swirl your tongue around me, learn my taste, my shape? Then open those lips nice and wide and take my cock nice and deep?”

She licked her lips and my cock pulsed painfully in my pants.

“I do. I want to see it, feel it in my hands.”

I stepped back, tugged at the front of my uniform pants, pulled my eager cock free so she could see it.

“Your first cock?”

She nodded and reached out, then stilled, her fingers a few inches away.

I jerked my hips involuntarily.

“Touch me.”

She didn’t need more permission than that. Her dainty fingers stroked over the head, slipped through the stream of pre-cum oozing from the tip.

“This is crazy,” she said, her eyes focused on what her fingers were doing.

I was gritting my teeth, trying not to come, to spurt all over her hand because I was too eager. Damn, she was too fucking hot and this was only her fingertips. When I got in that hot little mouth, I wasn’t going to last.

“We’ve just met and your dick is out and I’m touching it and I shouldn’t be this excited for you and—”

“Is your pussy wet?” I asked, cutting off her words. I needed her mind focused on what she wanted, not on what she thought she should be doing.

I watched her shift her weight from foot to foot and I knew her clit had to be aching. Surely her juices were sliding hotly down her thighs.

She nodded.

“Do you know what it does to me when you tell me that?” I asked.

Her fingers tightened around the head of my cock. “I think I have an idea. Does fluid always come out like this?”

“That’s all for you, love. Knowing that’s going to be in your mouth soon has my balls so tight. Cup them, see what I mean.”

Her hand slipped away and I hissed out a breath at the loss. But then I groaned when she did as I said and my balls were cupped in her palm. When she began to play with them, I had to step back.

“Did I hurt you?” she asked.

Slowly, I shook my head. “It’s your turn.”

She frowned.

“I’m going to do what I’ve been dreaming of, even when I’m awake. I’m going to lick up all that juice that’s coating your pussy, then suck your clit until you scream, make you come all over my face.”

She flushed hotly, not in embarrassment, but in eagerness.

“I see you like that idea.”

She nodded again, finally becoming emboldened, perhaps knowing this wasn’t all about me. In actuality, it was all about her. My mate would always come once, if not twice, before I ever got my cock inside her. Then several times after that. I would always see to her pleasure first.