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A soft moan escapes her as I cup her breast through the fabric of her dress. With trembling fingers, I unfasten her gown. The delicate fabric slips from her shoulders and pools around her feet.

My lips part as she stands bare before me.My love. My mate. My fated one. My Rapunzel.

I allow the illusion of my clothing to fall away, revealing myself to her in return. Her gaze travels slowly over my form, cheeks flushing crimson as her eyes settle on mystav. It’s erect and painfully hard as it extends from my body.

Tenderly, I cup her chin, lifting her lovely eyes back to mine. “You are beautiful,” I whisper. “Perfect.”

Slowly, tentatively, Rapunzel reaches out and trails her fingers along my chest, down my abdomen, making my muscles clench with need.

She brushes her fingertips along my hardened length, before wrapping her hand around it. I bite back a growl of arousal as liquid beads on the tip of my stav. I want her so much it is maddening. When she brushes her thumb across the crown, fire roars through my veins.

My knot begins to expand beneath her gentle explorations. It’s agony and bliss rolled into one, my body trembling with the force of my desire.

She takes a small step closer, and her gaze holds mine as she cups the back of my neck and pulls my lips back down to hers in a tender kiss, full of longing.

I lower us both to the ground, covering her. She’s so soft beneath me, her body arching against mine as if she feels the same raw, aching need pulsing through my blood. The crown of my stav bumps against her entrance, but I hold myself back.

I want our first mating to be gentle. I don’t want to cause her any pain. Although I’ve never been with anyone before, I’ve heard it’s important to ensure she finds her pleasure first. It will make it easier for her to take my stav and my knot.

I trail a series of kisses along her jaw and down the graceful column of her throat, tasting the sweet salt of her skin. When I trace my tongue over the hollow at the base of her neck, I feel the fluttering pulse beneath.

“Ren,” she breathes. “Feels so good.”

I breathe deep of her delicate scent, kissing along her collarbone and then down to her breast. She gasps as I close my mouth over the stiff peak, clutching at my shoulders.

Her entire body is so soft and giving. And I love the small sounds she makes as I tease my tongue over the hardened bead.

“You’re perfect,” I murmur against her skin as I move to her other breast to give it the same attention as the first. “And all mine.”

Worshipping her, I trail my lips and my tongue across her ribs, and the soft curve of her abdomen. When I move even lower, I lift my head. “Open for me, my Rapunzel,” I whisper.

She parts her thighs, and I settle between them. She shivers as I press a tender kiss to the inside of her left thigh and then another, slowly working my way up.

“Ren,” she whispers. “I don’t know what to do. I’ve never—”

“May I kiss you here? I wish to taste you on my tongue.”

Softly biting her lower lip, she nods.

I dip my head between her thighs and drag my tongue through her already slick folds, groaning in ecstasy. Her taste is sweet, like honey, and I already want more.

When I reach the small bundle of nerves at the top, she moans and arches against me. Her fingers tighten in my hair, her thighs trembling around me as I brush my tongue over the sensitive pearl of flesh.

“Ren, please,” she breathes. “I need more.”

Her words unleash something inside me as I lose myself in her taste, her scent, and all the small sounds she makes as she unravels beneath me.

“Feels so good, Ren,” she breathes. “Don’t stop.”

Carefully, I slip a finger inside her, feeling her tighten around me.

My inner fox howls as the need to claim her roars through my veins. I am desperate to sink deep into her warm, wet heat. To knot her, to mark her… to make her mine.

When I slip a second finger into her channel, she moans. “Please, Ren. Please.”

Gently, I pump my fingers into her channel as I concentrate my tongue over the sensitive pearl of flesh at the cleft. She arches against me, crying out my name as she finds her release.

I keep my mouth on her, coaxing every bit of her pleasure until she finally collapses back on the soft moss beneath us.