Chapter 10
XANDER
My heart thumped with the heavy beat of a bongo drum. I’d never even considered the possibility that our mate would be an innocent.
Looking back over our conversations though, it made sense. She was only twenty-one and lived in an isolated community that seemed almost Stepford-like in its purity. But a virgin? For God’s sake. Could there be any enticement hotter for the Alpha wolf in me? How the hell was I going to keep my word and leave my pants on?
I placed her on the bed and took a step back to stare at her. God, she was beautiful, with lips like plump rose petals, and hair the color of a burnt orange sunset with highlights of gold running through it.
Kyle stepped up beside me, his eyes on Monique. “Gorgeous,” he whispered, almost under his breath.
“Agreed,” I rumbled, and in that moment, I knew we would both be focused on making Monique the center of our existence. Somehow, I sensed we would be able to make this work.
“How do you want me?” she asked, before biting her lip.
I slipped off my shoes and crawled onto the bed beside her, pushing on her shoulder so that she would lie flat on her back.
“You relax,” I told her. “We’ll take care of the rest.”
I’d never shared a woman with another man before—let alone with my Beta who was almost as dominant as me—but I had to assume Kyle knew what he was doing in bed.
Neither of us were innocents in that regard. Not like Monique. We’d had sexual liaisons like every other red-blooded male we knew, but nothing had ever felt like this.
Our fated mate was changing everything, for the better.
Monique smiled up at me, nothing but trust and anticipation evident in her blue eyes. I bent to kiss her lips.
She moaned softly against my mouth, her hands going to my arms and clinging tight. Her enthusiasm only stirred my lust higher, and I groaned at the answering throb of desire in my body.
I pulled back from her mouth to move down the bed, kissing her jaw and neck. When she gasped, I lifted my head to see that Kyle was removing her long skirt, shimmying it down beneath her butt and along her legs. Her slim, sexy-as-fuck legs.
My cock throbbed, wanting to claim its mate.Not yet, I told myself.Not until she’s ready.
The material slithered away under Kyle’s hands and Monique was left lying next to me in only a pair of pink panties.
My mouth watered and I licked my lips. God, I wanted to taste her. I pulled her t-shirt up to expose her smooth belly, then further up to reveal the matching pink bra that covered her breasts.
She shivered beneath me, fear showing in her rapid breathing and the way she lay so still and uncertain. So, instead of rushing into revealing her perfect body, I pressed my lips to the hollow at the base of her throat, then I bent my head to suckle her breast through the lace of her bra.
She gasped and threaded her fingers into my hair, holding me close.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Kyle grab the sides of her panties and tug them down her thighs.
I glanced down, staring at the small patch of hair between her legs, the same deep red color as the hair on her head. I had to get down there and explore our slice of Heaven.
I slid off the bed and knelt on the floor, staring up at the long expanse of her legs, my chest tightening and my breath quickening with just how perfect she was.
Kyle slid on to the bed on the other side of her, reaching for the clasp of her bra and getting her help in dispensing with her t-shirt.
I would have congratulated Kyle on his smooth moves if the atmosphere in the room hadn’t been so intense. The heat was heavy, cloying.
I moved further up the bed, pressing my lips to the inside of her thighs, but she pushed on my forehead as though she wanted me to stop.
When I glanced up at her, she was staring down at me with shock. “You aren’t going to kiss me there, are you?”
She put her hand on her mons, covering Heaven.
“Trust me?” I asked her, though I barely recognized my own voice.