Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
She’d been more than eager to have sex. Scared but not so much that she wilted at the thought. When she’d taken his cock into her mouth, he’d nearly fainted.
Now it was time to start preparing for her shift. As he rolled her to her side, it occurred to him that she was more lucid than he’d expected. She’d easily focused on him as he’d told her about the thermometer.
She fisted the pillow as he parted her bottom cheeks and only flinched a fraction when he stroked her tight hole with lubricant. She didn’t argue or complain. No tears.
When he lined the thermometer up with her entrance and eased it into her, she winced but said nothing.
“You’re doing so well, Little one.” Was she too compliant? Perhaps traumatized? Or worse, furious?
He leaned over her to see her face. Her lips were pursed, and she was holding her breath, but she didn’t look like she intended to stab him in his sleep.
“Breathe, Baby girl. The thermometer needs to stay inside you for a few minutes. You can’t hold your breath that long.” He stroked her temple, brushing away some of her gorgeous hair. Like most women, her hair had never been cut. It was tangled all around her in waves. He would enjoy brushing it and braiding it for the rest of his life.
“Breathe, Rylee,” he demanded when she didn’t comply the first time.
She shook her head.
He nearly chuckled. She didn’t mind the rod in her bottom, but asking her to breathe was too much? “Rylee…” he warned. He reached for her wrist and felt her pulse. It was rapid. Suddenly she reached up to pinch her nose before letting all the air out of her lungs and drawing in a new breath.
Confused, Hayes watched her return to holding her breath. Why? And what was with the nose pinching?
Shifting his attention to her bottom, he removed the thermometer and held it up. She was warm, but not overly so yet. Every shifter was different. Some mates only needed a few hours between consummation and their first shift. Others needed longer.
Hayes cleaned the thermometer and set it on the nightstand while his Little girl rolled to her back. She wasn’t concerned with her nudity, but she was still holding her breath.
He frowned and set his hands down on either side of her head. “Talk to me, Little one. Why aren’t you breathing?”
She finally gasped for oxygen. “Can we do it again?”
“Do what, Baby girl? Have sex?” His cock jumped to attention.
She nodded, her cheeks turning pink. “It’s so strong,” she murmured.
“What is, Little one?” He couldn’t begin to imagine what she was talking about.
“Your scent. It’s driving me crazy.” She reached for him. “Is it always like this?”
He furrowed his brow as he climbed over her. He wouldn’t deny her his cock. Never. And it was normal for mates to fuck several times during the transition period. But he’d never heard any discussion of being overly driven by scent. As a matter of fact, it seemed his mate had been extremely sensitive to his pheromones from the moment he’d entered the ceremonial building.
Sure, he could smell his mate’s essence all over the room and the bed. Her pheromones were powerful, too, and drew him to her but not to the extent that he needed to hold his breath to avoid fucking her into the headboard.
Ignoring the odd part, he kissed her lips before grabbing her hips and flipping her onto her stomach. “Lift onto your elbows and knees, Baby girl.”
She did as he told her, looking over her shoulder.
He nudged her knees apart and climbed between them. “I’m going to take you in a million different ways, Little one. But this time, I think you’ll enjoy me thrusting into you from behind.”
She pushed her bottom back toward him, brushing against his shaft.
Hayes grabbed her hip with one hand and used his other to stroke his cock through her folds. He was about to ask her if she was sore when she moaned and arched her body. Apparently she was fine.
When he thrust into her, she cried out, “Yes…”
His mate was insatiable. If his scent caused her to want to fuck more than usual for the rest of the day, far be it from him to argue. Holding both her hips, he eased in and out of her, wanting to take his time and savor every moment.
It was difficult to control his movements, though, especially with her wiggling and moaning. For as small as she was, she could really squirm when she wanted to.
He couldn’t take his gaze off her, even though the sight of her was going to make him come faster than he’d like. She was sexier than he’d ever imagined. Her breasts alone made his cock hard, and watching them sway from this position was almost his undoing.