Deanna POV-
Shep had told me to go upstairs, while he put Mason up for the night.
I sat on the bed, picking at the lace on my stockings waiting for him.
Although I had mentally prepared myself for this moment, nervousness had found its way into my mind.
Would I be good enough for him? What if she wasn't sweet enough or tight enough? Well, she would be tight enough...right?
I tried to shoo the thoughts away, thinking of how strong our love had become over the past few months.
We were growing and becoming more and more confident in our love and it's potential.
He wasn't perfect, but he was perfect for me. I knew that he would go the the ends of the earth to protect the things that were important to him, and I had become one of those things.
There's no one on this earth that I would rather give myself to than my Clay Bear.
A few moments passed and Sterling walked through the room door, closing it and locking it behind himself.
"I swear Mason was blocking." He chuckled.
I smiled slightly, never looking up at him.
"Anna."
I continued to traced my fingers over the lace, following its pattern.
"Deanna."
I felt like I couldn't move.
This is your man Anna, your king, look at him.
I lifted my head up and looked into Shep's brown eyes.
He walked over and stood in front of me, in between my legs. He leaned into my body, resting his palms on the sides of me on the mattress. He placed his forehead on mind and pecked my lips.
"Tell me why you're nervous."
I began to fidget with my fingers. Realizing this, Shep took my hands and held them in his.
"I just want this to be perfect for you. I want our first time to be magical...I guess."
He chuckled and pecked my lips again.
"Anna, even if it wasn't magical we would try again. Shit, I might hit it a few times tonight if she feeling right."
I stale faced him and rolled my eyes.
"I would say that I'm playing, but I'm actually serious babe."
I smiled and held his hands tighter.
He held my face in his hands. Kissing my forehead, my nose, both of my cheeks and finally my lips.
He kissed me with so much passion, that if he did nothing else I would be satisfied.
He moved to my neck, leaving wet kisses and love marks.
A moan escaped my lips as he grabbed on to my hips. We continued to kiss and I tugged at the bottom of his shirt, wanting it off. He pulled away from me and took off the shirt, exposing his chiseled upper body. I got goosebumps seeing my king in front of me.
"Lay down babe."
I moved to the middle of the bed, and began to undo my garter belt from my stockings. Sterling was undoing his belt and watching me roll my stocking down my legs.
"I wanna do the rest. Hold on." He said as he pulled his jeans down. My eyes nearly popped of my head at its size.
"Um, you're not aroused yet are you?"
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