Page 86 of Moon Craving

With that thought in mind, he brushed his thumb over the nub of her pleasure. Her

body jolted and he smiled to himself. He continued his ministrations, massaging her

maidenhead in preparation to breaching it and her clitoris in preparation to her pleasure.

Only when his angel begged for more with both her body and broken little words

barely whispered past her parted lips, did he move over her and fit his cock to her

opening. He slid inside a mere inch, causing himself untold pleasure and her a level of

shock.

"You are inside me." Awe laced each syllable.

He thrust gently with his hips, both he and his wolf working together to control the

urge to take her quickly and without remorse. "I will be so deep inside you--"

"You will touch my soul," she completed and then tears spilled over her eyes.

Her body did not speak of pain; his wolf senses confirmed she was not in distress.

The tears were some women's reaction to the claiming.

Even so, he asked, "You are well, angel?"

"In this moment, I am complete."

She wasn't, not yet, but he did not contradict her. Soon, she would understand.

And then she would probably cry some more. Women. But so long as it was not from pain,

he would tolerate her feminine emotionalism.

He pushed deeper and his head met the barrier of her innocence.

She stared up at him as if waiting for him to force himself through, but he had a

better plan. He arched his hips so that he could get his free hand between their bodies.

While he remained in stillness poised at her virgin's barrier, he caressed her clitoris with

his thumb.

She whispered his name as her breathing grew even more ragged. He had not

brought her to climax, but he had spent two nights teaching her body to crave the pinnacle

of pleasure. It reached for it now, straining against him, and only as he felt the convulsion

that signaled her orgasm did he surge forward to embed himself fully in her body.

His own cried out for movement, but he was a Chrechte warrior, not a callow youth

to undo the careful preparation for this moment.

He allowed her to ride out both the pain and pleasure before he began to move. He