Violet
Out in the cold water of the Atlantic Ocean, Violet kissed him back. The cold water was invigorating, and it spurred her on.
No one had ever done much for Violet. No one had ever tried to make her happy. Her own family had treated her badly, and the ones who hadn’t, never tried to protect her.
She couldn’t blame them. They’d never had the luxury of doing something nice for each other. Their entire lives had been about survival.
And now she’d met Tristan, a wolf shifter who wanted to be nice to her. She could not let it go to her head. She couldn't let it fool her into a sense of complacency. She had to keep in mind that she was not going to join a pack. And he was very committed to his pack. He was brothers with the Alpha. He viewed his pack in a totally different light than she ever had. That kind of loyalty could not be undone. It just could not.
After the amazing cliff jumping, she was aware that she had fallen in love with him.
It was too late to prevent her feelings. It was too late to pull back, too late to stop it. Now all she could do was manage it. But he had told her just days ago that his time was almost up. It was time for him to fly back to Alaska.
They had spent two full weeks together. Tristan had been with her morning, noon, and night. They had kissed and they had touched, but they still had not made love. She would not initiate. But if he did, then she would gladly accept his advances. She couldn’t think of a better person to be the first male she slept with.
“Come back to my tent with me?” she asked with some hesitation. She wasn’t going to make any moves on him. But so far, he’d come back with her and hovered around her tent, but she’d always kissed him firmly and then zipped herself inside.
“Won’t we bother your pack mates?” he asked.
“We aren’t really a pack,” she said. “But, no. They’re out tonight.”
“In that case, I would like to come in.”
She could feel it – she was about to lose her virginity to him.
He took extra care undressing her, kissing along her shoulders as he went. “You’re so gorgeous,” he said, and a surge of electric heat shot through her. It went straight to the space between her legs, where she was rapidly becoming wet.
He inhaled. “You smell so good,” he whispered.
He pulled her shirt off, leaving her in only her bra. She shivered and he moved to lie on top of her, kissing her again.
She could feel his rock hard length against her hip. She rocked her hips up, trying to feel more of him.
He groaned and moved his lips to her cheek, kissing over her ear and down her neck.
“I can’t wait to be inside you,” he murmured.
“Please,” she whispered back.
She wanted him. She wanted him inside of her. She wanted to feel all of him, and her wolf wanted that too. She wasn't sure she’d ever share this part of herself with a male, and yet now it was the thing she wanted most in the world.
She couldn’t quite bring herself to say the words yet, but she hoped he understood.
He unhooked her bra, baring her breasts to him. He gazed down at her with reverence. She shuddered. She’d never expected to have a male’s eyes on her like this, reverent, staring at her like she was the best thing in the world. The feeling was heady, and if she wasn’t careful, she’d want it all of the time.