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  "Sarah watches him while I'm working. She ran a full daycare before I hired her to watch Christian."

  I nodded and tossed her a light smile, "I'm Elizabeth."

  She shook my hand, "Sarah. You have no idea how grateful I am that you calmed him down."

  I laughed lightly, "No problem."

  Titus and I left the pack house and walked back to my apartment. The walk was mostly quiet which was nice. It was nice not having to fill every last minute with conversation. We could have if we wanted to but I just enjoyed being around him.

  He walked me right up to my door but made no move to come inside. I was thankful he was respecting my space but I wasn't so sure I wanted him to. I wanted him to be so overwhelmed by me, he couldn't stop himself. I wanted to be his in every way.

  "Today has been beyond interesting," he said with that signature smirk.

  "If that isn't the understatement of the century," I agreed.

  "When can I see you again," he asked as he moved a blonde lock away from my face.

  "I have class until 5 tomorrow and I'm at the hospital the rest of the week," I said.

  "As much as I want to be selfish, I won't order your boss to let you have a day off," he joked.

  I laughed lightly, "You don't have to leave just yet."

  He raised an eyebrow in false suspicion, "Is that so?"

  I shrugged, feeling a little awkward about my offer. I had never tried to seduce a man so this was out of my league.

  He leaned into my ear, "I don't know that I could behave myself."

  His lips barely brushed the top of my ear causing shivers to run down my spine. My hands found their way to his well defined, muscular chest.

  "Who says I want you to," I whispered.

  He tangled his hand in my hair, pulled me as close as possible by the small of my back, led my lips to his in a kiss I never knew was possible. He was fierce and passionate while being gentle and loving all at once. Our lips moved in perfect sync as his hands kept trying to pull me impossibly close. Every inch of my body was being crushed with such a deep desire for this man, I could only push him further. I had never wanted anyone and Titus made me feel like I couldn't live without sex.

  He pushed my back against the wall as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I felt him everywhere but needed more. He gripped the back of my thighs and wrapped them around his waist, pushing himself between my legs. No male had ever touched me like this before but the thrill of knowing it was Titus made me push on.

  Too soon, he pulled away and rested his forehead against mine. I tried to regulate my breathing but I could feel him between my legs. I knew he wanted me as badly as I wanted him.

  "If I don't stop now, I won't be able to later," he said, his voice sounded even sexier with the husky tone of lust coating his words.

  "I don't want you to stop."

  He bit his lip clearly debating whether or not to continue. I needed to figure out a way to make him go on. I leaned into his neck, lightly kissing my way down to his collar bone, stopping right at the dip of his neck to pay closer attention to the sensitive skin. He moaned lightly so I lightly ran my teeth over the same spot, eliciting a deeper moan from him.

  "Are you sure this is how you want your first time to be," he managed to ask.

  I pulled back to look into his eyes. I knew he wouldn't do this unless he could see how serious I was.

  "I'm with you and that's all I need," I assured him.

  He cupped my cheek and brought me back in for a deep kiss. With his free hand, he reached behind me and opened the door. I hardly noticed when he carried me inside and shut the door behind us. I directed him back to my bedroom, praying I hadn't left it messy. Chances were, it was spotless but I quickly glanced around when he buried his face in my neck just to make sure.

  He kissed and nipped my skin, making me moan and move my neck to grant him more access. He set me down on my bed only breaking contact to remove my shirt. I kicked off my shoes and socks like I was a pro at this but I was so worked up I think I could have done just about anything. His hands gripped my hips firmly, pinning me to the bed. I yanked his jacket from him but couldn't finish the job with him on top of me. He went to his knees with that devious smirk and took off his jacket and shirt. I couldn't believe the male perfection that was displayed before me. Every contour of his body had been molded to absolute flawlessness. He had plenty of bulky muscle but it was all so well defined it was like he was carved from marble.

  He hooked his fingers inside my pants and pulled them down leaving me in only my underwear.

  "Do you trust me?" He asked seriously.

  I nodded, "Of course I do."

  "Good," he said as he leaned down to kiss me again.

  I felt his hand behind my back, unhooking my bra to reveal my bare chest to him. Never having been naked in front of someone besides Adrian was unnerving but Titus made me feel safe and secure with him. He left my lips to kiss his way down to my chest, taking each nipple in his mouth while caressing the other. I never knew my body was capable of feeling this way but Titus knew exactly what he was doing. I moaned as I felt his hand abandon my breast to trail down my hips. His lips trailed down further, leaving kisses down my stomach. I felt my underwear sliding down my legs before disappearing all together. I wasn't sure where he was going with this but I wasn't about to stop him. I felt like I would burst at any moment but I couldn't. The lower he went, the more curious I became until his lips found the very top corner of my inner thigh. Something burned in me, in anticipation and want for him to move to my center. I had no idea why I wanted his lips between my legs but something about the thought of it made my heart race. He nipped the sensitive skin of my upper thigh making me gasp in surprise. His hazel eyes met mine for a moment before he turned his attention back to my body. I felt his lips lightly brush my center, making me jolt but his firm grip on my hips kept me in place. He moved one hand to my inner thigh, gently running and massaging as he focused on my center again. His tongue licked, he kissed, and sucked gently causing the most amazing, tightening sensation in my lower body. I just knew if he kept going, I was going to explode.

  "Titus," I moaned his name but that only seemed to encourage him.

  His hand left my hip as the other hitched my thigh over his shoulder. He moved his fingers to my opening, slowly sliding one in.

  "Titus!" I groaned even louder.

  The tightening in my stomach was to the point any little thing could set me over the edge but I held on. He moved his finger deeper in me before pulling it half way out to push softly back in. He kept going, kept building the tension until he added another finger. It felt odd and amazing to be filled with something.

  "Come on, love. Let go for me," he said seductively.

  He pumped his fingers faster and that was all the incentive I needed. All the tension suddenly flooded through my body at once making me cry out his name but he didn't stop for a second. He kept his fingers in me as he kissed back up my body, settling on my heaving chest for a moment.

  "Are you sure you want to keep going?" He asked.

  I nodded eagerly, guiding his lips back to my own.

  "I want you in me," I whispered between kisses.

  He gripped my hair as if he was trying to control himself but failing miserably.

  "Please, Titus," I moaned.

  "You have no idea how unbelievably sexy that is, do you?"

  A breathy laugh escaped my lips as I trailed my hands down his chest to rest on his bare hips. I bit my lip, feeling a need to go lower, to feel him but I wasn't sure if I was supposed to.

  "Can I touch you," I asked innocently.

  I could swear he moaned at my words, "I belong to you, love. Do whatever you want."

  My hand went lower to feel him in all his glory and what a glory it was. I couldn't ever imagine him fitting in me but we were meant to be which meant he would fit eventually. He moaned as he rested his forehead on mine, hand still tangled in my hair. He seemed to be gripping my hair
tighter and tighter the more I stroked him.

  "Stop," he said firmly.

  I instantly took my hand away, thinking I had done something wrong. Maybe I had hurt him and I didn't know it. Maybe that's why he gripped my hair so firmly.

  "Any more and I wouldn't have lasted much longer," he explained.

  I kissed him again as his fingers moved inside me. The same tension I felt earlier started to build again in the pit of my stomach.

  "Are you ready?" He whispered.

  I nodded as I gripped his shoulders. I felt him between my legs, I felt myself stretching painfully as he entered me at such a slow, gentle pace. I gasped when he pushed the rest of the way as small tears fell from the corners of my eyes.

  "I'm so sorry, Elizabeth," he whispered and wiped my tears away.

  "It's fine, it's fine," I managed to get out.

  He didn't move except to kiss me deeply. His deep kiss took most of my attention from the pain of being too full too fast.

  I accidentally rocked my hips making him moan into my mouth, "God, you're so tight."

  I guessed that was a good thing but I wasn't sure, "I'm sorry... Am I hurting you?" I asked worriedly.

  He laughed at my concern, "You have no idea how amazing you feel. Do it again," he prompted.

  I moved my hips again making him moan loudly. I loved having an affect on him! Knowing I could make him feel the way he made me feel was empowering. Slowly, he started to move in me and slowly, the pain started to dissipate.

  The faster he went, the quicker the tension built in me, begging to be released. A desire in me wanted to be on top of him.

  "Titus," I begged, "Let me be on top of you."

  He looked down at me with that signature, devious, smirk that could only be his. He rolled us so I was on top. The new angle was deeper and he seemed to enjoy it even more. I put my hands on his chest and rocked my hips faster and faster until we were both moaning and his hands roughly gripped my hips, guiding me along.

  "Elizabeth," he moaned as he forced my hips faster.

  I didn't need any guiding to go faster. I wanted that all on my own but the faster I went, the louder he moaned until I couldn't take the tension anymore and it flooded through my body again with more force as I cried out his name again. He clenched my hips and ground out my name as I felt him fill me.

  I slowly stopped the movement of my hips as I tried to regain control of my racing heart and erratic breathing. I rested my forehead on his, listening to his pounding heart and deep breathing. He flipped me back over with no warning bringing a surprised gasp to my lips.

  "I want to mark you," he informed me though I could feel his wolf lurking behind that carefully composed surface.

  I nodded as I wrapped my arms around his neck, "I want you to."

  He leaned down and kissed his intended target, just where my neck dips. I felt his teeth sink in my neck at a painful rate as I cried and gripped his back. It was so overwhelmingly painful and pleasurable, I wasn't sure which one was winning. He held me still though I was writhing in pain and crying at once. His teeth left the marking only to be replaced by his lips. I couldn't help the loud moan that fell from my lips as he worked on the mark he left. I felt him harden inside me, expanding me as I moved my hips against him again, begging for another release that he was sure to deliver.

  He moved in me more forcefully than before but I wanted more. I needed him faster, harder.

  "Please, Titus! Harder," I cried.

  He certainly had no objections as he pounded into me over and over, quickly reaching that release I begged him for so desperately. He followed shortly after, filling me again with everything he had.

  He pulled out of me and laid on his back, bringing me into his solid chest. I rested my head on him, trying to calm down. I never would have expected my first time to be like that. It was mind blowing and I couldn't keep my hands off him. I knew this next month would be damn near impossible with him as constant temptation.

  He laughed a little. I propped my chin on his chest, looking at him curiously.

  "What?"

  "And here you were worried you couldn't please me."

  I cracked a slow smile, "So I did well?"

  "Beyond well, love. I can't believe I was lucky enough to get you as my mate."

  "You have no idea what that means to me," I said as I cuddled into his chest.

  "I think I have a pretty good idea," he said and kissed the top of my head.

  I listened to his heartbeat as it eventually started to slow in his chest. I knew he couldn't stay with me but I couldn't help wanting him to never leave my side. He was perfect for me; he was my other half and I wanted him near me at all times but he had Christian back at the pack house and I had class in the morning.

  He played with my waist length blonde hair for awhile, just stroking it and moving it away from my face. The gesture was unbelievably comforting to the point I could have drifted off to sleep but I wanted to stay awake to be with him.

  "So when do you have to leave?" I asked.

  "Soon. I hadn't planned on staying this long," he said smugly.

  "Are you glad you did?"

  "Of course. It might be too soon but.. I love you, Elizabeth. You're the only woman I could possibly want."

  I felt my heart jump in my throat at his confession. I was sure he was joking but his expression told me he was being serious. He simply looked at me, waiting patiently for my response. It was soon. I mean, I just met him this afternoon and here I was meeting his son, losing my virginity to him, and cuddling.

  "I love you, too, Titus," I finally managed to say.

  It was the truth, too. He was all I wanted for the rest of my life and I did love him, deeply. I would even go as far as saying I was in love with this man, this perfect being.

  "Good," he said with a genuine smile, "I'll stay until you fall asleep."

  I nodded and cuddled into his chest as he adjust his arm around me. His presence was so warm and comforting, I instantly started to slip into sleep.

  "Titus?" I asked half awake.

  "Hm?"

  "Will you and Christian visit me tomorrow?"

  "You want to see him again?" He asked, clearly amused.

  I nodded a little.

  "We will pick you up from school tomorrow and have dinner. Is that okay?"

  "Perfect," I mumble before drifting off.

  ******

  I packed up my backpack as quickly as possibly so I could hurry and see Titus. I had been counting the seconds through every class in anticipation for my evening with Titus and Christian.

  I went out of the two story brick building scanning the parking lot for Titus. I noticed him leaned against a new-looking black Range Rover. His smile instantly made an appearance when he spotted me walking towards him. I had taken a little extra care with my appearance since I knew I was going to be with him for awhile.

  "Hey," I greeted as I bounced up to him.

  He pulled me close for a light kiss, something that still felt appropriate in public but somehow private at the same time.

  "How was your day?" He asked as he pulled my door open.

  "Long."

  He closed the door behind me and I turned to see Christian's car seat in the back but I couldn't see him.

  "How was your day?" I asked after he got in.

  "Long," he mimicked.

  "What did you do?"

  "Mostly just meetings. Christian has been crying. A lot," he said frustrated.

  "The same way he was last night?"

  "No. Just more fussy than anything but it's been all day. Every time I left the room he started crying."

  I nodded absently.

  "Any suggestions?" He asked.

  I laughed, "I can only tell you if something is physically wrong with him. I don't have the first clue about a fussy baby."

  He smiled as he watched the road. I made a mental note to try reading some sort of baby caring book. I had come to terms with the fact Christian would be
like my son too and I needed to know how to care for him.

  "Where are we going?"

  "Dinner."

  I rolled my eyes, "I know that. I meant where, specifically."

  "Be patient," he teased, "My parents want to meet you."

  "Today?" I choked out.

  I wasn't ready to meet his parents! I had just met him!

  "I told them they needed to wait until you joined my pack."

  I breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay."

  So I had about a month before I had to worry about that. I knew a month would do nothing to calm my nerves but at least I didn't have to face it right now.

  We stopped at a local restaurant that belonged to a small family of wolves. I usually tried to stay out of any pack business and away from pack members because of my parents. When I first came to pack living, I was ostracized because of what they did but as time went on, people learned to accept my existence even if that meant they usually just ignored me.

  I got out and watched as Titus pulled out Christian. As if on cue, Christian started fussing though not too loudly. Titus sighed and looked slightly irritated but I knew he wouldn't say anything.

  "Can I hold him?"

  He looked a little surprised by my request but unbuckled him and let me take him regardless. He cried for another minute but stopped when I started to lightly rub his belly. It was actually kind of cute that he liked belly rubbed so much. I attributed it to his wolf being calmed.

  "I'm beginning to think he just doesn't like me," Titus said.

  I looked up at him and smiled, "That's impossible. I'm sure everyone likes you."

  He smiled and shook his head, "You're my mate. You have to think that."

  "No I don't. I'm sure you'll irritate me eventually."

  With that, I started walking into the restaurant leaving him to take that comment as he will.

  "Beta," the hostess greeted with a sly smile though she averted her eyes out of respect.

  I tried to not feel jealous at her clearly interested smile but the green monster coursed through me violently.

  "For two," Titus responded completely ignoring her flirtatious smile.

  "Did you need a high chair?" She asked, still trying to play seductress.

  Was she for real? He had a child and woman with him. Not to mention he was clearly a mated man.