Page 61 of Guided by the Stars (Creating Destiny #1)

The cold leather unbuckles easily, and my fingers play along the button of his jeans as his hands come down, stopping mine.

“Nora.” He swallows deeply, staring at me.

“I missed you. Couldn’t stop thinking about you.

” His eyes lower, away from mine, and Daemyn’s words replay in my head.

The big Beast is vulnerable, unsure of what to do.

Terrified about making the wrong choice.

I stare at him and whisper in what I hope is a seductive voice, “I’ll beg, I’ll scream it.

Just stop fighting this and claim me as yours.

” Alexius’ eyes shoot up and insecurity builds in me when he doesn’t move or say a single thing.

He just stares with an unrecognizable glow flashing in the midst of his stormy blue eyes.

His lips assault mine, rough, and forceful with the pent-up hunger we’ve been fueling each other with for weeks. His hands grip tight to my ass, hoisting me up as I wrap my legs around his waist, clinging to him, refusing to let go.

Our kisses are bruising and frantic, but our mouths never part as he walks us to the bedroom, guiding my body onto his bed.

Our eyes stay glued to one another as he unbuttons his jeans and then sheds the rest of his clothes.

He’s gorgeous. Every part of him is firm, hot, and rippling with muscles that are just begging to be licked.

My breathing grows erratic and with shaking fingers, I yank off my shirt and lay my naked body on the soft sheets of his bed.

He’s seen me naked before and for crying out loud, his tongue was deep inside me moments ago. I shouldn’t be nervous, but I am.

“Love, I need you to look at me,” his deep voice says, sending a shiver down my spine and I shift up to see him standing at the edge of the bed with his dick in his hand.

I bite my lip as my body heats from head to toe, watching it pulse with the same throbbing need beating within me.

“Woman.” My eyes dart back up to his and he gives me a knowing grin.

“Stop the biting. I’m serious, we can stop this right now. ”

I gulp down my nerves and I curl my finger, beckoning him, knowing exactly what I want. “Not a chance, Beast.”

That smirk as he climbs onto the bed sends any insecurity I had away.

He’s damn perfect, placing gentle, mind-boggling kisses up my body as he crawls his lips towards mine.

Once he reaches me, his eyes lock with mine and worry flashes through them as he hovers over me.

The insecurity from before hits hard as he stares down at me, trying to read my thoughts.

“Are you sure?” he asks, touching his hand to my hip ever so lightly.

“I’m more than sure,” I say, steady and determined with adrenaline and lust pumping rapidly against my chest. “I’m positive. I want this moment with you.”

His lips reclaim mine, pushing hard, and passionately kissing me as my hand rubs up and down against his back with the same ferocity of his. He’s exploring me, his fingers digging into my skin, pressing into my hips and forcing my legs to curl around his waist.

We go on and on, our fingers burning into one another, groping and squeezing, frantically kneading each other. “Fuck, Nora,” he whispers into my mouth as his cock slides against me, teasing me.

“I’m begging,” I pant, ripping my lips from his. “I want more.”

He grins at my whimpering plea, rolling my nipples between his fingers, increasing the throbbing need that’s already threatening to explode into oblivion.

He looks down at me one last time. All indecision has vanished, replaced with the hungry need to break down this wall between us.

His grip on me tightens as he keeps those blue eyes fixed on mine.

His fingers move and his dick slides against me.

I tense, curling my toes in anticipation as he positions himself.

I swallow my gasp and my body stiffens, reacting on its own to the sting that shoots inside of me as he rams straight into me. It’s not painful, just different, nothing like the little silver bullet I’ve used.

“Nora?” His body stills, his eyes widening, searching mine for answers.

While others were losing their virginity, I was robbed of my family and distancing myself from everyone, choosing to be alone.

Never once did I meet someone who awoke that spark, that desire to need them fully and completely.

That is, until now. I want everything he can give me.

“Don’t stop. I want this. I want this with you. ”

He swallows hard, keeping his eyes on mine before nodding. “Promise you will tell me if it’s too much?” I reach up to kiss him, there is no promise easier to make.

Unlike before, he starts back up slow, pushing himself further inside and gently rocking. It’s not long before the sting turns into a tingle of pleasure, I wrap my legs harder around him, wanting more. My body is angling itself, wanting him to fill me completely, to stretch me, to own me.

The oblivion of pure lust radiates between us, and we’re clinging to each other as tightly as we can. His teeth mark my skin and my nails scratch down his back as we create new marks, just for the two of us.

“Shit! Love, you feel fucking amazing,” he grunts through his teeth, rubbing his nose along my neck before crashing our lips together.

We swallow our moans as they erupt with each thrust. He’s no longer holding back.

His body is seeking his own release as his fingers tighten around my hips, his dick slamming in and out.

He’s hard, relentless, and bringing my body over the edge as we frantically cling to one another, pushing ourselves deeper into each other.

“Fuck! Woman. Come, now!” he growls, his voice straining against my ear.

Every nerve in my body sizzles from the fire he continues to ignite within me.

I can’t breathe, unable to scream as pleasure hits tenfold, and the blaze erupts into a full-on firestorm.

My body violently clenches around him. My explosion cracks through me as he groans, crashing himself once more into me.

His body jerks against me, hot cum filling me as he collapses onto me. He breathes heavily against me, keeping his weight shifted off of me and grunts deep into my ear, “Fuck, Nora, that was...fuck.”

Our panting eases, and before I know it, Alexius climbs out of bed, causing me to shoot up.

“I’ll be right back,” he says, placing a small kiss against my lips.

I pull the covers over me and watch as he disappears into the bathroom, wondering if he’ll bail out of regret.

The nerves from earlier return. I wasn’t afraid of losing my virginity at all, I’m afraid he won’t be able to protect my heart.

I sigh, the tension relaxing a fraction as he reappears a few minutes later, handing me a washcloth before lowering himself back onto the bed.

“How are you feeling, my love?” he asks, slipping under the covers and pulling me close, tangling our arms around each other.

This is something I definitely could get used to.

Euphoric, satiated, blissful, happy, and a little scared. All these thoughts form as I make my list like Adriane taught me to, but my damn mouth blurts out, “Fine.”

“Did I hurt you?”

I shake my head, and then place it on his chest, wanting to hear the beat of his heart instead of facing him.

“Well, it stung, but that kind of went away quickly. I…well…what we just did meant something to me,” I start to explain to him, and he snuggles in, holding me tighter, his body surprisingly relaxing with my words.

“Nora, I can’t even describe to you what you mean to me. You’re perfect.”

I can’t help myself, I tilt my head, needing to look into his eyes and make sure my words reach his soul.

“I told you to claim me and I couldn’t imagine it getting any better.

” Although my cheeks burn from my confession, there is no denying that lying here in his arms is where I’m meant to be.

He’s captured me, my heart is consumed by every inch of him, and my mind is painfully aware of the powers against us, waiting to destroy me. “Where do we go from here?”

“No idea, my love.” He looks down at me, completely free of all the restraint he’s ever held.

“We started something that I don’t want to walk away from.

We’ll figure it out,” he says, trying to reassure me.

He’s opened my eyes though. Fate is a tricky bastard, lined with all the gods against us, but I’ll hold on to hope, choosing to think we can find a way through this mess.

“I could never walk away from you. Not unless it’s the only way.

” He shifts, swallowing deeply. “I think I lied before. I thought I was drowning, but that’s not it at all.

You’re pulling me out, Nora.” His words are soft, bringing me peace, and we stay quiet, exhaustion taking over as he rubs his thumb up and down my back.

“My love, you’ve been mine. You’re my warmth, pulling me out of the darkness.

I’ll find a way for us,” he promises barely above a whisper before placing a soft kiss on the top of my head.