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"Everything," she whispers. "I want to feel everything."

I slide them down her legs along with her panties. Then she's completely bare beneath me. Flushed and perfect and mine.

"You're staring," she says. But she's smiling.

"Most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

I settle between her legs. Hands stroking her thighs.

When I lower my mouth to her, she cries out so loud I'm worried the neighbors miles away will hear. But then she's falling apart under my tongue. I don't care about anything except making her feel good.

She tastes like honey and something uniquely her. I can't get enough. I work my tongue through her slick folds. Find that sensitive bundle of nerves that makes her back arch off the bed. When I suck gently on her clit, she screams my name.

"Gunner, oh god, Gunner..."

I slide one finger inside her while I work her with my mouth. Feel how tight she is. So tight I'm not sure I'll fit. But she's so wet. Slick coating my finger as I work her open.

When she comes the first time, her inner walls clench around my finger so hard I groan against her. But I don't stop. Just hold her through it and start again. Add a second finger, then a third.

"Gunner, I can't..."

"You can. One more."

I curl my fingers inside her. Find that spot that makes her see stars. My tongue circles her clit. She's writhing beneath me. Hands fisted in my hair, pulling so hard it almost hurts. But Ilove it. Love how she's completely lost to the pleasure I'm giving her.

By the time I work her through her second orgasm, she's boneless and glowing. Her body still pulsing around my fingers. When I finally pull away, my face is coated with her slick. She's looking at me like I hung the stars.

"That was..." She reaches for me. Pulls me up for a kiss. "I don't want to stop. I want more."

"We're just getting started."

I kiss her deep and thorough. Let her taste herself on my tongue. She moans into my mouth. Hands fumbling with the buttons of my shirt.

"Your turn," she whispers.

I help her get my shirt off. Then my jeans. When I'm left in just my boxers, she stares. The way she's looking at me, like she wants to devour me whole, makes every insecurity disappear.

"You're so beautiful," she says. Hands mapping the muscles of my chest and shoulders. "I love how strong you are. How safe you make me feel."

When she kisses down my throat, I nearly lose it. Her scent is so thick now. So rich and perfect. It's making me dizzy. Making my alpha hindbrain screammineand demand I knot her, claim her, bond her right now. I have to shake my head to clear it.

"Daisy." I catch her hands before she can reach for my boxers. "Are you sure? Really sure? Because once we do this?—"

"I'm sure." She kisses me soft and sweet. "I want this. I want you."

I strip off my boxers with shaking hands. Her eyes go wide when she sees all of me, thick and hard and already leaking with need.

"Will it... will you fit?"

I wrap my hand around my length. Stroke slowly. "We'll go slow. I won't hurt you."

She reaches out tentatively. Her small hand replacing mine around me. I hiss at the contact. My hips jerk involuntarily. She's so small. Her fingers barely wrap around me.

"You're so big," she whispers. Stroking me from knot to tip. "I want you inside me so badly."

"Keep doing that and I won't last."

I settle over her. Kiss her deep as I position myself. She's slick and warm and perfect. Just the feel of her against me is almost too much.