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14. Firsts

A/N: And we continue ;) Song above is 'Start of Something Good' by Daughtry ^.^

GIF of the three Alphas above 👀

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I had no idea what I was doing.  Of all the movies I'd seen and the few books I've read, I had yet to actually learn about how to properly please the male body. Yeah, they teach you in Sex Ed. about how to use protection when getting intimate with your significant other, but this wasn't even close to it. I remember this sort of deed being called 'foreplay'. And I was completely new to it.

Ronan tried not to move while I moved my right hand up and down, raising my other to hold myself steady on his shoulder while lifting my hips to give myself a bit more space. He hunched up and hissed when I would occasionally pump faster, and I figured this meant that he liked it. He didn't try to stop me or speed up my rhythm even though he clearly wanted to. The grip he had on my hips was almost painful as he rose up slightly from beneath me, his lips pulling back in a snarl of pleasure that I found rather sexy. I pushed forward and smashed our lips together, wanting to feel the vibrations from his throat tunnel through my own as he once again entangled our tongues with one another. I moaned quietly as he growled in response. I smiled against his lips. I think he picked up on how I was loving his growls and snarls as his lips formed a mischievous smirk. Then he flipped us.

I squealed in surprise, my hand tightening around him as he now lay over me, one of his hands moving up to entangle in my hair once more while the other slid around my backside to lift my waist up off the bed, arching me slightly as his mouth clamped over the Mark of Claim once again. I panted at the second rise of arousal I began to feel as my hand continued pumping him even faster in time with my own throbbing hips. Ronan's tongue lapped at the Mark hungrily, his hips thrusting into my hand even faster, his breath turning ragged as his teeth grazed my neck. "I'm going to-," he panted, and I could only nod as he thrust for a final time, my hand suddenly growing warm and sticky beneath the sheets. We both stilled at his release for only a moment before I suddenly sputtered into laughter. He lifted his head to frown down at me.

"I'm sorry," I managed to say through my giggles, "but that was also a first for me."

Ronan huffed a smile and nuzzled my neck once more. "I'm even more grateful then," he murmured, before lifting himself up on his elbows as I relinquished my hold on him and peered down at my fingers. They were covered in a thick, sticky white substance that I was unfamiliar with, but knew the exact word for it. I blushed and looked the other way as I wiped my hand on the bedsheets beneath us.

I cleared my throat then and met his gaze. He didn't look at all offended with me wiping off my hand as he simply gazed down at me with loving brown eyes. My breath caught at the sight. Despite knowing that I was his Mate, I never actually expected him to look at me like that. I reached up with my clean left hand and cupped his cheek, gently bringing his face down to meet my lips in a soft, sensual kiss. "Do you mind if I stay in here with you for a while?" I whispered, and his hands tightened their hold on me.

"I would like that very much," he whispered back, before finally rolling off me and allowing me to tuck myself under the covers with him, his arm coming around to cradle me to him as we both lied on our sides facing one another. I ignored the nakedness I felt from him beneath the covers, his legs tangling with my own as my toes trailed up his leg and he began to play with my hair, his other hand resting on my slightly exposed waist, my t-shirt having ridden up as he drew soothing circles with his thumb onto my skin, the sparks still resonating throughout my body every moment that he touched me. I tucked my own hands beneath my head and peered up at him through hooded eyes.

"You know," I began, my voice still a whisper, "I never did ask how old you were."

Ronan blinked in surprise, but answered my question in an equally quiet voice, "I'm twenty. I first took over the Pack when I turned eighteen."