Chapter Six

Five Years Ago

Greyden wrapped his arms around her body, tucking her in close. She breathed in his scent, committing him to memory. Zenia knew he did the same. For shifters, scent was one of the most important senses they had. Everything came down to scent. Love. Fear. Deception. Even how they found their mates. Every emotion had a distinct smell.

They'd been dancing for hours, and her feet hurt, but she didn't want to leave the haven of his arms. He nuzzled the top of her head. A hardness pressed against her, and she knew it had to be his cock. It made her ache inside, heart thumping in her chest.

"Greyden," she breathed. "I want you."

He pulled back to stare down at her. "Are you sure? I thought we'd wait for the mating ceremony."

She shook her head. "I don't want to wait. I want us to be together."

He took her hand and led her from the dance floor. Outside were groups of people, some drinking, some sitting around firepits. He led her away from everyone, taking her into the forest.

When he found what he was looking for, he stopped and turned to face her. A patch of moonlight illuminated their spot, the scent of pine surrounding them. There in nature, he helped undress her before doing the same. Their clothes fell away and each took in the other.

"I've never been with a man before," she admitted.

"Never?"

She shook her head. "Have you ever been with a woman before?"

He blinked. "Um. Yeah, baby. I have."

"Oh," she said. "So, you've had sex?"

He didn't have to answer. She saw the truth in his eyes. Zenia didn't know how she felt about that.

"I guess it was stupid of me to think you were a virgin."

"Not stupid. But I can promise you I can't remember any other woman and there will never be anyone else."

"Promise?" she asked.

He moved some hair off her face. "Promise."

Moving his hand gently behind her head, he placed his lips on hers and swiped his tongue across the seam of her mouth. When they parted, he swept his tongue inside. She'd never been kissed before, never felt desire, but he made her burn. Moaning softly, he wrapped his other arm around her back and pressed her flush against his body. Zenia ground against his hard cock, seeking something to ease the tension inside her own body.

"Have you ever doneanything?" he asked, one of his large hands sliding up her torso to just under her breasts.

"No, nothing," she whispered. "I promise, I'm a good student."

"I never doubted it."

He helped her down and kissed her again. Down her neck, sucking gently, then moving further down her chest. Kissing between her breasts, cupping them, and rolling his thumbs over the hardened peaks of her nipples. She arched her back, pressing into his hands. The pinch traveled to her core, igniting a fire between her legs.

"You're perfect," he murmured. He brushed his finger across her pussy lips. "You've never been kissed here?"

She squirmed a little, her whole body on fire. "No, I've never been kissed there."

"You're going to enjoy this."

He smiled up at her before kissing his way down her body. He pushed her thighs apart and nuzzled his nose against her folds, and breathed her in. The broad flat surface of his tongue licked from the bottom of her labia, all the way to the top. Her eyes rolled back in her head.

"You taste so good, little wolf."

He closed his mouth over her clit, circling it with his tongue. Zenia bucked her hips, moaning. He locked his hands under her ass, lifting her up to his mouth like she was a feast. Keeping a steady pace and pressure. Little soft moans of pleasure mewled as he pushed his tongue slowly into her hole, working her pussy until she bucked against his face.

"Come for me, baby."

Her back arched and her fingers sank into the moss she rested upon. The tension built, wave after wave where time seemed to stand still. A burst of electricity vibrated upward until it engulfed her whole body, until the tension snapped.

Then she soared.

He slid back up her body until her tits pressed against his chest, staring down into her eyes.

"This might hurt, but I'll try to be as gentle as possible."

"I trust you," she said.

He kissed her as he pressed his hips into her. The head of his cock rested against her pussy, gently easing the lips apart. Her breathing turned shallow as she waited for him to take her. She liked reading romance so she knew to expect some pain.

"Still okay?"

She nodded, unable to use her voice.

He thrust his hips forward, pushing deeper. For some reason, she started to panic and placed her hands on his chest, halting him.

"You want me to stop?" he asked, his voice gravelly.

"No, just … wait. Please, give me a moment."

Greyden brushed her hair out of her face. "You're doing so well, baby. Just relax. That's it. I'm right here with you."

She nodded, taking a deep breath and mentally relaxing. "All right," she said.

"You ready?"

"Yes."

His wide shoulders tensed as he pushed in hard and fast. Pain took away any pleasurable feeling. Greyden held himself still, letting her get used to being stuffed with cock. It wasn't until he wiped away a tear that she realized she cried.

"I'm sorry, baby. Do you want me to stop?"

"No," she replied, grabbing his hips. "I knew there'd be pain. It's okay. It's easing up."

As shocking as the pain had been, after a moment it eased. She nodded to Greyden and tapped his hips, letting him know she was ready. He pulled out and slid slowly back in. Each time the large bulbous head thrust into her, tingles shot through her body.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured. "You're taking me so well. I know it hurts."

"It's okay now." She raised up and placed a kiss on his mouth. "Take me."

Starting out slow, he was gradually moving faster, pushing his cock harder and deeper with each thrust. She couldn't stop moaning, starting to really enjoy how full she was. What she loved the most was seeing the pleasure on his face. She loved that she was the one to give that to him.

He plunged faster and faster, sweat breaking out across his brow.

"Oh, fuck … oh, fuck." He thrust one time and his body locked up as he flooded her virgin pussy with cum. For a few long moments he didn't move, not until his cock started to soften. He pulled out and stared down at her. "That was amazing."

He leaned down to press kisses on her lips, nose, cheek, forehead. Any place he could reach. She smiled at him, and then suddenly he slid back down her body to take her clit in his mouth. She wanted to remind him that her virgin blood and his cum were leaking out of her, but the stimulation jolted her. Her orgasm built momentum until a thunderous shudder jolted through her. It robbed her of breath and she lay panting. Greyden lay next to her and pulled her into his arms. Her body twitched with jolts of aftershocks.

"Mine," was the last thing she heard as she closed her eyes.