Chapter Seven
The time they spent together gave Kelly an insight into who Drake really was. The person she’d thought he was, an asshole, mean, cruel, and self-centered, that was in fact the illusion. The real man, he was unlike anyone she had ever known. He was kind, loving, beautiful inside and out. He was making her fall in love with him. Their time together was fun, enjoyable, and she loved being around him. Where in the past she would have done anything to be out of his company, she was now looking forward to their days together.
Drake had been hiding his true self from everyone else. He was the kind of guy who’d run outside even though it was cold to check to make sure their generator was working. In the middle of the night when only a burger would do, he’d be there with her cooking it.
Breakfast in bed, he was for that as well.
He was a true romantic. Instead of living separate lives, they became joined together. When they had nothing to do, he’d read to her, and she’d read books from her e-reader to him. Then of course, there was the intimacy, the touches, the passion that he gave her. She relished his touch, craved it, and often reached for him. Their patience was wearing out, and she knew it was only a matter of time before not having him inside her wouldn’t be enough.
“What’s on your mind?” he asked.
They were out walking in the forest, and she had her arm linked through his. “Nothing. I’m just thinking.”
“Are you hoping we have a special delivery when we get back?”
“Yes. I do.”
They kept a calendar on the wall, and in the next week it would be Halloween. It was already freezing cold, and she snuggled up close to Drake.
“I trust my dad. There’ll be something.”
“I can’t believe we’re abstaining from sex. I feel all mature and grown up.”
They were both laughing by the time she finished. Drake stopped, and pressed her up against the tree. She moaned, especially as he cupped her pussy. “I could fuck you right now. Drive my dick so deep inside you that you forget about everything else.”
“I want that,” she said, cupping his face, and kissing him back. “Damn it, I want it so much.”
“I don’t want to share you yet, baby.” He pulled away, pressing kisses down to her neck, sucking on her pulse.
“We’re being all responsible here. I asked my mother how many couples came out pregnant and she said that most did.”
“I can’t wait anymore, I want you, Kelly. I need you.”
“I need you, too.” She was on fire with how much she needed him, and was tired of fighting it.
Together they ran back toward the house, and her heart was racing. She was finally going to have sex with Drake, her mate. The moment they got to the house, though, they paused. There on the sofa was a box. It hadn’t been there before, and Drake squeezed her hand.
“Do you think it’s what we asked for?”
They had given each of their parents a list of what they wanted.
“Only one way to find out.” Kelly stepped toward the box. She had been so embarrassed asking her mother to send condoms, and sexy lingerie, but they had put her in this place. Drake was her mate, and she wanted to make a go of it. Also, during one of the pack schooling weekends, she had read a log of the island mates, and she’d seen several pack members request some kinky stuff. Opening the box, she smiled as she saw several of the negligees she had ordered were right there on top.
Beneath it was a lot of condoms. Turning toward Drake, she held them up.
“It’s show time.”
“They sent them?” He stepped toward her and took them. “Are you ready?”
She took his hand, and led him toward their bedroom. “I am so ready for this. I’ve just got to go and get changed. I’ll slip into something a bit more comfortable.”
Leaving him in the bedroom, she rushed into the bathroom, and closed the door. Quickly removing her jacket, sweater, shirt, bra, pants, everything until she was naked, she found her hands were shaking. Tugging on the sheer negligee, she glanced in the mirror. Nothing was hiding. She was completely open, completely at their hormones’ mercy.
Two virgins.
About to become two lovers.
He was her soul mate.
There was no denying that, and she was so nervous.
Holding her hands out in front of her, she saw that they were still shaking. Gripping them tightly, she closed her eyes, and said a quick prayer to whoever was listening that their time together not be terrible, or a waste.
You can do this, Kelly.
She wondered how many women had stood in this very place, about to go out and be mated, and worried.
They had come a long way from being the couple that argued. She reached up, bunching her hair together to see if she looked better one way or the other. Giving a quick turn, she looked down her back, to see if she should leave it up or down.
This was making her even more nervous. Drake was her mate, and he’d told her so many times over the past few months that not only did he find her beautiful but also sexy. She was happy with who she was, and no one was going to change that. Squaring her shoulders, she went toward the door, and paused. This was a big moment, and she didn’t want to keep him waiting.
Opening the door, she saw that Drake was sitting on the edge of the bed. He wore a pair of boxer briefs, and he’d been watching the door, waiting. When he saw her, he sat up, and his gaze traveled down the length of her body.
The look he gave her was heated, and there was no denying what he wanted. She was in his sights, and he was in hers.
“Hey,” she said. “How do I look?”
Drake didn’t answer. Instead, he stood up, and she saw his dick tenting his briefs. Her pussy flooded, and she stepped toward him. She wanted this, as did he, and by the end of the night, they would be mated as one.
****
The negligee that Kelly wore left nothing to the imagination. Whatever control Drake had, it seemed to snap. Standing up, he moved toward her, wrapping his arms around her and slamming his lips down on hers, tasting her sweetness. She was pure, and everything about her, he loved. This woman, she was the fire in his veins, and he had been waiting for her. All this time, she was who he wanted more than anything else, and he was going to have her, to consume her, to love her for the rest of his life.
Sinking his hands into her golden locks, he continued to taste her, deepening the kiss even more. He pressed her against the wall until there was nowhere else to go. Grabbing her hands, he placed them above her head, captured in one of his own.
“Do you have any idea what I want to do to you?” he asked.
“Fuck me?” Her words took him completely by surprise. “I want you to do that, Drake. I want you to take me, to make me yours, to make me beg.”
“I will, baby. I so fucking will.” He ran his hands down her body, squeezing her breast, pinching her nipple, moving down to cup her hip. That wasn’t enough. He reached behind her. He grasped her ass and moaned as she melted against him, pushing her pussy up toward him, trying to grind on his cock.
“I can’t help it, Drake, I need you.”
He picked her up and placed her on the bed. Stepping away, he grabbed one of the rubbers, tearing into the foil packet. Before going any further, he eased his boxers down. His cock sprang out. He was rock hard, and his hands were shaking a little bit. He knew what he was doing, and had seen enough porn to know what to do. Not only that, he felt this need, this unending desire to consume her, to take her as only he should.
She sat up and held her hand out. “Let me.” She took the condom, and slowly rolled it over his aching dick. He was so damn hard.
When she lay back, he admired her beauty, knowing it was all his. Then she spread her legs, and all thought was once again lost. He went between her thighs, running his cock over her slit. He teased her, needing to hear her moan, needing every little sound that only she could give.
“You want my cock, baby?” he asked.
“Yes.”
This was their first time. He’d never been inside a woman, saving himself for Kelly. “This could hurt.”
“I know.” She leaned up and kissed his lips. “I trust you, Drake. I want this. We can make this so good.”
She held him tightly, and he stared into her eyes, determined to make this perfect for her. Gripping his cock, he placed the tip at her entrance. Staring into her blue eyes, he thrust forward, breaking through that barrier, and taking what was his. Kelly was his. Even as she cried out, she didn’t fight him. He pushed up to the hilt inside her, and wrapped his arms around her, feeling her body against his. Her heartbeat raced against his chest. They were breathing, panting, and he closed his eyes, basking in the pleasure as her pussy rippled around him.
“Please tell me I didn’t hurt you,” he said, kissing her neck.
“You didn’t hurt me.”
“You’re lying.”
“You told me what to say.”
He chuckled. “I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“It’s not your fault.” She kissed his head, and he looked at her, seeing tears in her eyes.
“I don’t like seeing you in pain.”
“It will only hurt this time. It won’t hurt again.” She ran her hands over his back. “Now you can make it so much better.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said. Even as he wanted to begin thrusting inside her, he didn’t want to cause her any more pain.
“You won’t. It’s gone now. There’s no more pain.”
Staring into her eyes, he refused to look away. If he saw any sign that he was hurting her, he was going to stop.
Easing out of her pussy, he waited, and she smiled at him. Before he had even begun to thrust, she gripped his ass and pulled him back inside her.
They both moaned.
“See. I’m not made of glass. I’m not going to break. I’m ready for you.”
He groaned, and began to rock inside her.
As he pressed his lips to hers, the tightness of her pussy, the feel of her wrapped around him, much to Drake’s shame, he didn’t have any control at all. Within a couple of minutes, he came, filling the condom, and holding her tightly.
He collapsed on top of her, and after a few seconds, he felt her giggle.
“Please don’t laugh.”
“It’s fine.”
But still her body shook, and he couldn’t take it anymore. Easing out of her pussy, he looked down into her smiling face.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Because you told me not to, and then I couldn’t help it,” she said, reaching up to touch his cheek. “I thought it was wonderful.”
“I lasted a minute.”
“A little longer than that, but that’s fine.”
“No, it’s not.” His cheeks were heating, and he wondered if all men felt like this. “I’m twenty years old.”
“And a virgin. Don’t forget, this is our first time, and we lived through it.”
“You seem so happy right now, and I’m not.”
Kelly caught his face again, and forced him to look at her. “The first time we touched, neither of us lasted that long. With practice, I think we’re pretty damn good at it.”
“So?” he asked.
“So with a little more practice, it makes perfect, right? We’ve got all the time in the world to change that, and I look forward to what we can do together with all those condoms, and all this time.” She grabbed him, pushing him to the bed, so that she was over him. Her lips were at his ear. “Or are you going to give up that easily?”