Ch. 11

Charlie’s POV

Sex had never been a positive experience for me, but every time Nathan touched me, my body lit up like the fourth of July. Flames licking my skin and sparks flying everywhere our bodies connected. I craved his hands on me like my next breath, a soul-deep need that I couldn’t deny.

Feeling the heavy weight of his muscular frame pinning me to the mattress should have terrified me, but the panic never came. Instead I felt anchored, safe from the storm swirling in my own mind. I felt cherished, protected, maybe even loved.

“I need to feel you inside me, Alpha.” I whined then pressed the flat of my tongue to his beaded nipple.

“And you will. But not before I’ve got you good and ready for me.” His voice was deep, gravelly, and so sexy it made my toes curl.

“I’m already wet! So wet for you!” I argued.

“Hmm. I think I need to judge that for myself.” I could feel the teasing grin in his voice.

He crawled down my body, lifting my cami and leaving hot, open-mouthed kisse