"Yes, Dominic, I will trust you."
Dominic looked down in wonder and awe at his mate lying along side him. She'd just said yes, for real. Not just in his head this time but out loud. He couldn't help the huge grin that quickly spread over his face.
"Thank you, my sweet Adele. I promise I'll take good care of you. I'll never leave you. I promise."
He noticed her brow creasing in confusion. Damn, he shouldn't know about her fear of being left alone. Before she could ask him anything, he lowered himself over her, taking possession of her mouth until they were both breathless. His head reeled with his mate's scent surrounding him. Finally, his mate was in his arms where she belonged. He showered her in light kisses and licks, working his way down her body.
As he reached her breasts, she ran her hands into his hair then held him to her. He nuzzled his nose over her tight nipple through the smooth material of her sports bra, loving how she arched up into him. With her back now slightly raised off the bed, he lifted himself up just enough so he could run his hands up each side of her delicate rib cage, slowly taking her bra off, revealing one glorious inch of flesh after another as he went.
The second her lush breasts sprung free, he couldn't resist. He released the bra so it sat bunched up under her arms and palmed each breast. He groaned at how good they felt in his hands as he bent down to suckle her beautiful rosy nipples one after the other. He ran his thumb back and forth over the one that was not being ravaged by his lips and tongue. His heart soared as he heard her moan out his name in pleasure. She started to wriggle and move beneath him. He raised his head to see what she was trying to do.
The sight before him held him totally transfixed. As soon as he'd lifted himself from her, she grabbed the bottom of her bra and lifted it over her head, her gorgeous breasts thrust out. She looked like a goddess with her back arched, her arms stretched above her head and her hooded eyes scorching him with their passion. Without breaking eye contact, he lowered his head to her again. He palmed each breast, he pushed them together so her nipples touched, then he filled his mouth with both of them. He sucked short and hard. Her eyes slid shut and her whole body shuddered beneath him. Hmm, she liked that. He did it again a couple of times before he just couldn't stand the burn.
Her scent was driving him insane. He could smell her arousal and would put money on the fact that her undies were soaked. At this point he really, really wanted a taste of his mate's nectar that smelled so damn good. He released her breasts after delivering one last lick to each and slid his hands down her rib cage. He could feel her bones beneath her skin more easily than he had at the lake. Frowning slightly, he thought she really required more to eat. He had to look after his mate; she needed to be healthy with some meat on her bones. As he hooked his thumbs around the sides of her undies and started peeling them down, all thoughts of feeding his sweet mate disappeared and were replaced solely with thoughts of feeding himself--on her.
As her undies passed over her calves, he noticed she tensed up. He smiled at her as he tossed her underwear aside. She was so exquisitely innocent. Her eyes were closed, her forehead creased with worry. He could just about hear the cogs turning in her mind. Using just the tips of his fingers, he began running small circles over the skin around her ankles, slowly, reverently.
"Let go, Adele, you're thinking to hard, just let go and feel." His fingers slowly travelled up her legs.
"You are so beautiful, and you feel so good under my hands. Your smell..." He breathed in deeply, taking in her natural scent mixed with that of her arousal. "...you are driving me insane with it. You are my nirvana, my sweet Adele. I need you."
He stopped stroking her legs and started massaging the soles of her feet. He felt the tension seep out of her, and his heart lightened with joy to hear her sigh of pleasure. She tensed up again, ever so slightly, before she blew out a breath then opened her eyes and locked her gaze onto his.
"I've never...you know...been with a man before. I've never felt like this before either, and to be honest, it's kinda scaring the hell out of me." She rushed out her confession then quickly turned her head away and closed her eyes, hiding them from him as if she expected him to reject her. His heart broke a little as a tear left her eye and slid down her cheek. Her eyes flew open as he gently wiped the tear away with his thumb. She turned back to look at him, her eyes showing all her emotions, the fear, the sorrow, the hurt. He would never reject her, never cause her pain--why couldn't she believe him?
"My sweet Adele, don't be afraid of me. I will never hurt you. I already knew I am the only man you've allowed to touch you. You can't understand how happy that makes me. We're going to take this real slow, and if I do anything you don't want me to, just say the word and I'll stop. I promise." He saw the flash of relief pass over her face. He nipped at the arch of her foot before he spoke again.