BOOKSDRAMA Chapter 166
Chapter 166
A groan of disappointment escaped me as his lips left mine and trailed across my cheek and down my neck. At the base of my
neck where it met the top of my shoulder, he paused and nuzzled into it, kissing the place where his bite should mark me. He
blew his scent on me, causing shivers to run through my body.
I felt my teeth elongate in anticipation. The reality came crashing in on me and I threw my head back to look at him, then boldly
brought his lips back to mine.
His hands gripped my ass, pulling me closer to him. I could feel exactly how much my mate needed me, physically. I wasn't
ready to give him everything, but this I could do. This, I wanted to do.
I kissed him harder, deepening it as I explored his mouth. My wolf was unusually quiet and content in his arms. When he lifted
me for better access, I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking my ankles. This helped steady us, but also brought us more
intimately close. Very intimately close. I could feel him pulsating beneath me and I was more ready than I knew possible to take
things to the next level.
His lips never left mine as he carried me down the hall to his bedroom. I would have been okay if he had just taken me right
there up against the wall, fast and frenzied, but I knew Patrick well enough to know that he was going to take his time and make
He gently laid me on the bed and looked at me like I was fragile enough to break. My breath hitched when he took off his shirt
and tossed it to the ground. I had seen Patrick naked before, but this time was different, and truthfully, I didn't think it would be
possible to ever tire of that view.
His predatory gaze had goosebumps popping along my skin. I had never seen anyone look so fierce, yet when he finally touched
me it was with the gentlest of hands that warmed me inside and out. He peeled away each layer of my clothing as I allowed him
to take full control. I could see the wolf in his eyes, just below the surface, and understood he needed to feel that control.
His skilled hands wound their way up my body and it felt like I was truly being touched for the first time in my life. New and
exciting, and right. I fought back a growl at the realization that this was a man who knew his way around a woman's body.
Pushing those negative thoughts away, I gave in to his touch and just felt.
Before our bodies joined at last, he had sent me spiraling over the edge, twice. I wasn't sure I could handle another, but as he
settled above me, and we were one, at last, a new sort of frenzy began. I had never felt so free. My body was on fire and the
mating call beckoned to me. If there had been
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any doubts he was my one true mate, they were put to rest in that moment.
We moved in complete syncopation. My heart pounded in my chest as beads of sweat formed on his forehead. I pushed him
darkness, but the sensation that took over made me feel like I was floating on a cloud.
His body quivered in my arms with irregular breathing matching my own. His eyes locked with mine and I pushed back the need
to heed the mating call. His head slowly lowered to mine in the softest kiss that stole my breath. He didn't say a word as he rolled
to his side and pulled me close to him.
My head rested on his chest, still heaving from our lovemaking. In the past this would have been the point where I'd be heading
for the door as fast as I could, but I could not think of anywhere else I'd rather be. My eyes felt heavy and I slowly drifted into
sleep.
I'm not sure how long I slept, but it was dark outside when I finally opened my eyes. I was
surrounded by Patrick's delicious scent. Planting a kiss on the light patch of hair scattered across his chest, I stretched, surprised
to find my body heavy and my muscles sore. I groaned.
Patrick stiffened in my arms. "Are you okay?"
I didn't look up at him, but nodded my head yes. I wasn't quite ready to face him. "Are we okay?" he asked, hesitantly.
That made me look up into his bright-blue eyes. They were cautious, but hopeful. I studied him for a while, watching him squirm
at my scrutiny before smiling. "Never better."
"Thank God," he said, before his mouth descended on me again.
I smiled through his kisses, not ready to elevate things again. We needed to talk. I needed to talk. I had never been a pillow talk
kind of girl before. Heck, I had never stayed after sex in the past. This was all new territory. I didn't like feeling out of my element,
yet I couldn't make myself leave.
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