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“Am
I hurting you?” Gemma asked.

“You,
beautiful, are the tiniest thing. I promise you can’t hurt me like this; unless
of course you don’t let me finish.” Seamus grinned up at her and winked.

“So
I wouldn’t hurt you if I did this,” Gemma asked as she rotated her hips to
grind Seamus’s cock against her pelvis.

Seamus’s
eyes rolled and he grabbed onto her hips to still her. “You might not hurt me
but I’m likely to explode.”

“Then
this might be better.” Gemma sat up astride his hips, ran her hands down his
chest, and felt the soft sprinkles of light hair trailing down his abdomen. She
brushed the shock of hair at his groin before she reached with a firmer grip to
hold his cock in her hand. Seamus gasped, closed his eyes and then relaxed.
This left Gemma to explore.

“I
haven’t done this before,” she confessed as she moved her body lower. “I’m
happy you’re my first.” Gemma brought her mouth down as Seamus watched. She
locked eyes with him so he could not only feel, but also, see her desire.

“This.
Meaning at all?”

“At
all.
I’m old fashioned,” Gemma giggled, “I was saving
myself for you.” Gemma felt his cock grow larger still. Her body grew warmer as
she watched his eyes dilate at the thought of being her first. She wanted this.
She craved this. She absolutely needed this. There wasn’t a single doubt or fear
inside her now that she shared the one insecurity haunting her. He knew he was
her first. Now, she could be free to be as she was.

“So
you have never…” Seamus began but before he could move or say anything more, Gemma
placed her open mouth around the head of his cock. She used her tongue to lick
him with firm strokes up the sides. She could feel the grooves and ridges below
his firm, smooth skin. Her mouth began to water with need and she hummed as her
own excitement grew. Her body screamed for release-a flood of moisture in her
core-but she wanted to give this to him. For just a bit, Gemma yearned to control
the most precious part of his masculine body.

Reaching
her arm up, Gemma ran her fingers across his chest and down the ripples of his
abdomen. She marveled at Seamus’ tight muscles beneath soft flesh. When he
tried to pull her back up, Gemma pulled free and drew a wet line with her
tongue down his delicious body. She paused when she got to his weeping cock
again. She bit her lower lip and considered her next move. It wasn’t that she
didn’t want him. She definitely wanted him. Gemma just wasn’t exactly sure how
to do what it was she craved. She wanted him in her mouth, deep where she could
control his pleasure. Would he think her a fool?

“Beautiful, you do not
have to do that,” Seamus explained. His hand went to cover hers. Gemma couldn’t
take her eyes off the remarkable masculine beauty of the sight before her.

“No. I know,” Gemma
interrupted him. “I want to do this but-but I don’t know what will please you.”
Suddenly shy, she tilted her head so her long waves would fall over her face.

“I can teach you,”
Seamus paused, “Or we can wait for another day.”

“Teach me,” Gemma
whispered as she slipped softly onto her knees before him.

“Lick it first. Let’s
take it slowly,” Seamus encouraged.

Gemma used her tongue
to lick the drop of pre-cum she’d seen glistening on the tip of his cock. Then
she reached up to grip the base of his shaft with her hand, noticing her
fingers didn’t reach all the way around. She was as small as he was large.
Gemma licked up and down his length with little flicks of her tongue as she’d
lick a lollipop. She peeked up to see his hands fisted and a look of dark lust
in his eyes.

Her confidence grew and
she sucked in just the head of his cock. She ran her tongue all around to feel
his velvety skin. She licked and tasted the salty flavor of his skin. Seamus
was a savory treat to her senses. Gemma began to feel powerful and it was a
heady feeling.

When she ran her tongue
along the underside of cockhead, Seamus stiffened and put his hand on her head.
“Whoa. You can’t do that or I won’t be able to hold back.”

“I don’t want you to
hold back,” Gemma implored him.

“My beautiful mate, you
have no idea what this could be like if I didn’t keep some restraint. We’re
going to pace ourselves.” Before he finished his sentence, Gemma ran her tongue
along his shaft from root to tip.

Seamus’s muscles coiled
and his hands fisted in her hair. When he spoke, his words were stilted. “Put
it in your mouth, beautiful, please. Keep your hand on the bottom so I don’t go
too deep and take it as far as you can.”

Gemma slid the smooth
shaft into her mouth, lapping it with her tongue as it passed smoothly in. She
stopped only when she felt it touch the very top of her throat. There was still
part of his cock unable to fit and she worked to stroke it with her hand. He
felt wonderful. It was like silk over steel.

She worked him out and
back in with a steady rhythm.
“Mmm,” she hummed as she moved him
out and back in deeper.

“Fuck, you’re a quick
learner. This is amazing,” Seamus’ voice was raspy. He caught on to her rhythm
and began tugging on her hair in time.

Gemma felt a fine sheen
of sweat form along his leg as she steadied herself with one hand. She looked
up at him while keeping his cock firmly at the back of her mouth. She knew
through their bond the effect this particular movement had on him. He was ready
to explode. Would she keep him in her mouth?

 
“Beautiful, please, don’t swallow. Please, I
don’t want it to be too much,” Seamus grunted his plea with ragged breath but
Gemma had no intention of moving. She would not be denied.

Instead,
Gemma quickened her rhythm. She stroked more intensely and consumed his
erection. Unable to hold back, Seamus pumped his shaft in and out of her mouth
in a punishing rhythm. Gemma tightened her mouth on him and caused him to moan
louder still. She was
so
pleased with herself as she
saw her strong mate lose control at her hands.
And mouth
, she thought
slyly.

Then
Gemma took him clear down her throat and swallowed one final time before she
felt the pulsing of his release as Seamus let out a wild groan. She sucked at
him as she swallowed every drop he offered her, relishing in the knowledge that
she had brought him this pleasure. Goddess, she loved the power this moment
brought her.

* * * *

Seamus
wanted to shout from the mountaintops when he saw the look of satisfaction in
his mate’s eyes. And the secret she’d shared was amazing. It was an amazing
gift to know he would be the only man ever to see her in the throes of passion.

He
considered his own history and it occurred to him that she was his first of
sorts. This was the first time he laid with a woman alone. He’d never before
flown solo. Van was always there to be the caregiver but now the Goddess had
given Seamus this gift. He would never share her. Finally, he was willing to be
the nurturer. All his instincts to protect and care for someone flew to the
surface as he drank in his mate’s perfection with his gaze.

Gemma
snuggled into his side, exhausted from her own orgasm. He tried to be still and
allow her to recover but the scent of their lovemaking increased his need.
Seamus’s heart raced as he worked to slow it down. Despite his orgasm in her
mouth, his cock grew insistent again. The knowledge of Gemma belonging to him
was completely overwhelming.

He
felt her sultry little movements along his body and realized she too was ready.
Thank the Goddess. Seamus turned onto his side so they lay on their sides
facing one another. After tasting his fill of her lush reddened lips, Seamus
leaned in and bit her lower lip. He drank in her flavor, licked along the seam
of her lips until she opened to invite him in. He ran his tongue along her
teeth and licked at her lips again. Seamus was ever so soft with Gemma as he
kissed her and began to explore the small curves of her body. He used firm
strokes from her breasts trailing down her side to her waist and to the slight
curve of her ass. Seamus kneaded her flesh as it grew warm in his hands. He
hungered for her.

Breaking
the kiss, Seamus firmly grabbed Gemma’s hips and tucked her below him. Her legs
opened to spread around his hips and her hot center pressed against his groin. Fuck,
just a single move and he could take her. Seamus could join them at their very
cores for the first time. An emotional tidal wave washed over him. It was never
more obvious than in this moment that he would want nothing more than Gemma for
the rest of their lives. His mate would always be enough for him. And the
miracle in this was that Seamus could feel through their bond that Gemma felt
the same desires. Words were unnecessary because they now shared their emotions
through their blood bond. Forevermore, Seamus would feel every emotion she
felt, and now combined with his own intense craving, their joining—that bond
all Valendite Breeds share with their mates—was becoming an incredibly overwhelming
experience.

Seamus
balanced on his elbows above Gemma so he wouldn’t crush her tiny body. He
watched her pretty, cinnamon eyes, now nearly red, flutter open and stare back
at him as a smile lit up her face. Her cheeks were flushed and never before had
she been more beautiful.

“Keep
watching me while I move inside you. I want to see your every reaction,” Seamus
leaned down to whisper into her ear. Then he used one hand at her center,
lightly brushing the soft red curls before finding her wet folds. His finger eased
inside and Gemma let out a gasp. He brushed kisses on her damp forehead to
allow her a few moments to become acclimated to his touch. He planned to see to
her pleasure without hurting her. Her first time would need to be perfect and
Seamus was certain he was capable of the calling.

While
still moving his single finger gently in and out of her, Seamus lowered his
mouth to her breasts, greedy for a taste of the sweet pink nipples pointing toward
him. His tongue licked while his teeth nipped softly. Seamus grinned when Gemma
pushed up against him to seek greater sensation.

As
he kissed below the under swell of her breast, Seamus saw her sign of the
Magdalena Circle
. This sign marked her
as one of their members. Mindful of its sensitivity, he suckled on the spot
that bore her sign, pulling the warm skin into his mouth and licking it with
his tongue. Goddess, he wanted to savor his mate. Without realizing it, he had
been starving for this connection and Gemma was his treasure.

Seamus
pulled his finger out and stroked her curls. He skimmed her core to determine
that her body was ready for him to enter her. Valendite Breeds were large and
his mate was as tiny as a pixie. Gemma seemed so fragile to him. Everything
about her was tiny and he was certain it would be a snug fit. She was wet and as
he continued stroking her, she moaned louder.

“Tell
me what you’re feeling, beautiful,” Seamus asked her. “Do you feel ready? I
don’t want to hurt you.”

“Oh,
Seamus, I can feel your desire. Not only my desire but yours too,” Gemma fought
for the breath to finish her words. “I am so ready for this.”

“Me
too.
Goddess, me too.
This connection
is incredible.” Seamus returned her smile before issuing a warning, “But you
have to tell me if I hurt you. I promise to slow down or even stop if you need
me to.” He was serious but the grin she gave him said she did not intend to
stop him. His Snow White was going to see this through so it was his job to
make sure she felt amazing.

Seamus
shook all thoughts of hurting her away. He let his need to claim Gemma cascade over
him and fill all his senses until all he could hear, see and smell was Gemma. She
was perfect for him and he would be sure he was perfect in return. There could be
nothing less. He stroked her with a firmer touch and added another finger as he
entered her again. Her body bowed but the sigh she gave assured him.

Gemma
gazed up at him with curious eyes. Small bursts of colored light released from her
body. Just as his father had once told him, their
womens
’
powers were like lightning bugs in the night sky. It was Gemma’s magic and it
was striking in its powerful intent. Seamus recognized it as her body calling
to him, her mate. Gemma needed him.

Seamus
spread her legs a bit wider, stroked her calves and slid himself down ever so
slowly as his cock entered her channel for the first time. When the head of his
shaft pressed against her barrier, Seamus leaned down to press his lips against
hers. Soon their tongues were dancing and he felt Gemma relax right before he
tilted his hips forward to press fully inside of her.

Gemma
gasped into his mouth, a slight breath against his teeth, before she kissed him
again with more fervor this time. Gemma nipped at his lip until he felt the
sting of her bite and tasted his own blood. She lapped at his lip and sucked it
into her mouth. A moan escaped him at the sensation of her drawing from him.

Out
of his mind, Seamus acted instinctually. His restraint for which he was famous
was now gone. With Gemma’s body fully open to him, Seamus pulled out and ran
his rigid shaft along the outside of her folds, drawing the moisture, and then
he pushed himself in again.