Maddox touched her like she'd disappear if he didn't commit every soft inch to memory until hunger overtook him completely. Then nothing existed except the urgent, desperate need to feel her.
His briefs were gone. Her lace was completely torn off, and he was pressed against her entrance before she could tell him that wasn't necessary.
All of her thoughts scattered and she arched into him with her hands in his hair.
He began to push inside of her.
Immediately she tensed. It hurt worse than she remembered. Gods.
"Fuck, you're tight." His forehead dropped to hers, trying to hold still and let her adjust. He wasn't even all the way in.
Meanwhile, her heart was pounding. Even though they'd done this before, it felt like the first time again. Except this first time was different because his want was flowing through their matebond into her loud and clear.
Then he lost it and instinct took over before his brain could override. He started thrusting.
