I cradled his face in my hands.
"I'm sorry for leaving you," I said before pressing a kiss to his lips.
His arms snaked around me as our kiss grew more intense. His tongue trailed lightly against my bottom lip before slipping into my mouth. My tongue tentatively touched his. His confidence assured my awkwardness and I began to explore his mouth with the slight push of my tongue.
Strong hands grasped my hips, bringing me closer to him.
When most people my age were exploring their sexuality, I had been trying to keep to myself so no one would discover my secret. It wasn't surprising that I didn't have much experience and I had never slept with a guy before.
But when Kyle kissed and touched me, it was all I wanted, to feel his skin against mine, his mouth hot and hard against mine. My stomach flipped when his tongue stroked mine.
Then I remembered what Flynn had said. What if he was right? It was like a cold bucket of water had been thrown over me. Still breathing hard, I broke away.
"What's wrong?" Kyle asked, seeing my expression.
"What if he's right?" I asked.
"I don't believe for a second that any of it's true."
I turned away from him. Logically in my mind I tried to rationalize what Flynn had told us. If it went against nature to be what I was, how could it happen? Obviously the werewolf and Keeper DNA had to be compatible to produce me.
Claire had told me many times that I had been conceived with two people who had been madly in love. They had loved me enough to give me up to save my life. How could that bring evil? I mentally shook my head. I was going around in circles and coming up with nothing.
"Stop it," Kyle commanded, turning me to face him. "I don't know why you believe him. He is the enemy. We can't trust anything he says."
"You don't know that," I said, frowning.
"I do and I'm willing to prove it right here, right now."
"How?" I asked. I wanted nothing more than to prove him wrong.
"Mate with me."
I wanted him both on a physical and an emotional level, but I was afraid.
"I can't," I whispered. It felt like I was going against my instinct and maybe I was. Part of me was the werewolf that was destined to be joined to Kyle for the rest of our lives. But the Keeper part of me, the unknown side, made me too fearful to go through with it.
"Tell me this doesn't feel right." His hand slid to the back of my neck. Beneath his fingers, my circular mark heated as he pulled me toward him and he kissed me.
It felt like we were made for each other and I wanted to be as close as two people could be.
"Let me love you," he whispered. I felt my resistance start to crumble.
His gray eyes glittered with promise and a warmth spread through my chest. This was a moment I had only ever dreamed of and I had never believed I would get the chance to live it in reality, but here we both were.
"What if-"
"-Trust me," he said and the last bit of resistance I was holding on to folded like a pack of cards.
"I do."
His eyes darkened as they swept over me and my skin tingled. He kissed me again as his hands slid down to my waist. My nervousness didn't stop me from helping him out of his shirt. The sight of his hard defined chest and stomach made the heat pool between my legs.
His hands went to the hem of my shirt and lifted it over my head.
"Beautiful," he whispered, taking in my half-naked form.
I had never felt beautiful but the way he looked at me made me feel like I was.
