His grip on my throat tightens and white dots dance across my vision. That doesn’t deter me and I stare into his eyes. I’m only getting small bits of air to my lungs. I don’t look away, I don’t ask him to stop, and I don’t panic. I take what he gives me willingly. Shane groans and releases my throat before I pass out.
I inhale sharply as the air rushes to my lungs. My heart hammers in my ears and I can’t stop staring at him. His hands grip the top of my dress and he tears it in half. The material falls to the ground and I’m naked in front of Shane.
My chest is covered by his but it’s not long before Shane leans back. His eyes slide down my body and I don’t cower from his gaze, I don’t try to hide. I keep my chin held high and I try to feel more confident than I do. A hard bulge pressed against my pelvic bone and I don’t hold back the smile that spreads across my lips.
“You like that, do you?” Shane asked.
His voice comes out breathy, confirming that he likes what he sees, he wants this, he wants me. I nod my head as I stare up at him through my lashes. My hands slide up his torso, stopping at the hem of his shirt. I pull it up and Shane lifts his hands. His eyes are on me as I pull the shirt up and over his head. His curls come bouncing and rest on his forehead and down along the sides of his face.
“You were fucking made for me, Ady. Don’t you fucking forget it. I don’t care about the mark on your neck, I don’t care who you’ve been with, tonight, here on my pack, here in my room you’re fucking mine,” Shane growled. He dipped his head, took my nipple between his teeth, and bit it hard.
“Yes,” I cry. “I’m yours.”
My hands come up and my fingers slide through his hair. He shakes his head side to side, tugging my nipple as his tongue lathers the sensitive numb. I plead for him to stop, to keep going, to put me out of my misery but he doesn’t listen. He does what he wants. He bites, licks, and sucks my nipples, my breasts.
“Shane,” I whimper.
I’m soaked, I can feel it, the wetness between my leg has dripped down to my thighs. Looking down at him, I watch as he buries his face between my breasts and bites the curves. He looks up at me and holds my gaze as his tongue darts out and his tongue licks across my flesh.
“You taste divine,” he groans.
All too suddenly, he removes his legs, his grip on me disappears and my feet are on the ground. The world spins and I’m lightheaded as I reach out to steady myself. The world disappears beneath my feet as Shane picks me up. Before I can throw my arms around his neck I’m thrown down onto the bed.
Firm hands flip me around and both hands fly out to try and break the fall as I land on my stomach. We’re about to do something that can’t be taken back, that isn’t blessed by the Moon Goddess, or was it? We’re about to do something that won’t be a secret. There’s a clear line and we’re about to pass it.
“Shane,” I say his name cautiously.
“Yes?” He asked innocently. I snorted. Shane was anything but innocent.
“Why am I on my belly? I want to face you, I want to see you,” I answer.
“You will but I’ve waited too long to not have a taste, Ady.”
His voice was strained and my jaw dropped. I was lost for words. I lay in front of Shane under the moonlight completely in the nude. The sound of his pants dropping had my heart rate speeding up. This was happening, this was really happening.
He stood above me for a minute before the bed dipped. His hands were on my hips and I was pulled up until I was on my knees. I was going to lean my head down on the bed when he growled behind me.
“If you put your head down, I’m going to take you right now. Put your hands out and hold yourself up for me,” Shane said in a low, husky voice.
“Yes, sir,” I teased.
Shane didn’t say anything and I started to turn around to look at him. He wasn’t directly behind me, my eyes lowered in time to lock on him. His knees were on the floor and his elbows were on the bed. Shane’s hands grabbed my backside and I turned forward quickly. My cheeks heated, I couldn’t see anymore. Two firm hands separated my cheeks and I couldn’t help but clench as the cold air hit my sensitive parts. I bit into my bottom lip as I felt his gaze on my sex.
“Goddess,” Shane groaned. “You’re… you’re fucking perfect. You’re so sexy like this. Do you know how delicious you look? Spread open and dripping for me?”
I swallowed. My brain wasn’t working and I couldn’t come up with words, any words. Before I could find the right ones, Shane’s tongue was on my entrance and not the one I was used to. One of his hands gripped my hip and the other hand spread me open. Oh, Goddess. What was he doing?
“Fuck,” I moaned.
Shane was lathering my hole and I couldn’t do anything but let him take me where he wanted. I shut my mouth in an attempt to keep the moans to myself. His mouth suctioned to skin and his tongue pressed against me.
I cried out as I clenched around him. So much for that. He kept going, his tongue dipped into my ass like he was licking the bottom of the yogurt container and the feeling had me aching and needy.