Chapter 200

I’ve heard it can hurt; there were horror stories from other girls in the home, even those who paired up and marked. They said the first time is not always a pleasant thing, that it can be sore, dry, and awkward, especially if your mate’s a virgin. I try to push it out of my head, unable to see how something that feels this insanely good can end up being awful. Colton is not a virgin, even I know that, and judging by his kissing skills, he knows something about a femme’s body and how to pleasure her. I cling to him, wrapping my legs around his waist, and slide one hand between us to rub over the erection I can feel bulging through his sweatpants. Trying to make him want to push us ahead with more haste and smile when Colton groans under his breath at my contact. Both hit fever pitch excitement levels, but he flips from over me, surprising me with the sudden departure that makes me go from insanely heated to instantly cold with the loss of his body heat. “What are you doing?” I gasp in