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She looked into his beautiful face. His teeth were clenched in agony, his breathing labored, his fists knotted into the sheet on either side of her head. Her body reluctantly stretched to accommodate his. He looked to be in as much pain or more than she. She willed herself to relax, focusing on her breathing, appreciating the gentleness Shane was exhibiting while he worked to ease himself into her tight body. She was glad she’d saved this rite of passage for him.
    She felt a sharp pinch when he made contact with the evidence of her virginity. Shane halted at the barrier, meeting her golden gaze with the darkest green, nearly black color of his. Shining with a silent apology, Shane pounded through to his hilt with a hard thrust, tearing her innocence in one final plunge. She screamed out in pain, hearing a painful grunt from Shane too.
    Shane held himself buried within her. Jess’s body slowly adjusted to his girth. She could feel his heart beat frantically where their chests where touching. She hated the tears running down her face.
    “Relax for me, Beauty. I will bring you pleasure.” He kissed her deeply, beginning a slow, rocking rhythm inside her. She began to match his rocking pace, meeting his passion with her own. “Great Fates, you are so soft, tight, and wet. Perfect. Like a silk glove created for me alone.” His words rumbled through her, stoking the fire inside of her hotter.
    The slow rocking gave way to faster and harder pounding. Jess could hear herself calling out to him for more in complete abandon. Her pressures built, rising to a peak, gathering within her like the wildest storm she had ever experienced. She swore she even heard thunder. The reverberations were drowned out by the combined sounds of their lovemaking. She shattered again, her body’s response more powerful than the first time. She cried out with it, “Shane … OH GOD!” Her vaginal walls gripped, squeezing, and still he pounded into her over and over, intensifying her release.
    Suddenly Shane threw his head back, giving Jess a view of his taut face. Fangs filled his mouth. His neck muscles strained. He released a deafening roar, his seed jetting deep inside of her, sending her still pulsing, gripping vagina into a fresh bought of spasm. He collapsed against her, their breathing heavy, their bodies glistening with sweat. The room was saturated with the combined scents of their passion.
    Jess felt a bubbling giddiness. She couldn’t stop the grin. Feeling like she’d drunk too much champagne, she giggled, which quickly turned into an uncontrollable laughing fit. Shane lifted his weight from her, looking at her as if she were the crazy one for a change. At least he was smiling at her outburst. Tears rolled down her face and she curled up in the ache of her belly muscles, riding it out till her laughter trailed off, leaving her sniffling, still smiling, Shane wiped the tears from her cheek.
    “That was weird.” Jess had no idea what to say, completely baffled by her reaction.
    “Good thing I am not the insecure type.” Shane pulled her into his arms.
    She playfully slapped against his chest. “You know what I meant.”

Chapter Seven
     
    Shane laughed, holding Jess against him tightly. “I know. Sometimes sexual and emotional releases go hand in hand. At least that is what I have heard.” He rubbed his chin against the top of her head, luxuriating in the softness of her hair and the warmth of her body against his. “My brother, Gregor, told me he knows his mate Teya is happy when she bursts into tears, which seemed like an oxymoron to me at the time. I think I get it a little better now.” He felt her smile into his chest as she snuggled deeper into his side. She was his destiny; he knew it in an instinctive and primal way. It shouldn’t be possible, but it was.
    He had felt her pleasure rebounding. Her fragile shield had dropped away during her first orgasm. He was grateful to have been able to share the pain of his