Theo
Theo grabbed her hand and pulled her to the couch.
“What are we going to learn about now? It’s been a long day, and I’m actually very tired,” Gemma said.
Without warning, Theo pulled her onto his lap. He cut off her words by pressing his lips to hers. Theo had been watching her all day, stopping by to see how she was and to impress upon the other women that she was really his mate. He had also listened outside the door.
She had fit right in with her teachers. She was smart and asked the perfect questions. He had spent the entire day wanting her.
Theo nibbled her bottom lip. She immediately reached up to put her arms around his back and moaned as he ignited fires within the both of them.
Gemma became a little bolder and ran her hands up and down his back, her nails lightly scratching him through his shirt.
Theo’s response was instant. His cock hardened as her hands explored him. He traced her lips with his tongue. Then he pulled away, and they stared into each other’s eyes for a moment. His arms were around her back, and her fingers were entwined in his hair and caressing his neck.
The emotions he saw swimming in her beautiful silver eyes only made him want her more. Slowly, he lowered his head and gently captured her lips with his.
She closed her eyes and responded to his kiss, openly, honestly, and passionately. Her kisses were not contrived or fake in any way. They were expressing exactly how she felt.
Briefly, he thought there might be danger in this and that maybe they should stop for the night so they both could come to their senses. Then, he dismissed the thought and reminded himself they only had a short amount of time before the ritual. They had to be very, very convincing. Everyone had to believe, without even the tiniest doubt, she was his mate.
It did actually help that Madeline came today because she would be the first to gossip about everything she had seen. She would certainly talk about how green and innocent Gemma was about a lot of things, but she would also talk about how lovingly Theo and Gemma interacted with each other.
Theo pushed his tongue into Gemma’s mouth. She accepted it readily. As their tongues danced, her hands had managed to slip under his shirt.
She either didn’t notice or thought it was part of their training, as she touched him gently, with her fingertips at first, as though she was shy and afraid that he would stop her. Then, she became bolder and flattened her hands, so she could feel more of him at once.
His erection pressed against her crotch. He could feel the heat radiating through her pants, warming him.
He devoured her mouth, his tongue making love to her the same way he wanted his body to. He moved his tongue inside her mouth, touching every spot, teasing, and tickling her.
Without even thinking about what he was doing, he slipped his hands under her shirt. He lightly touched her side, sending erotic tickles through her, making her moan against his mouth.
He unhooked her bra and then put his hands on her shoulders, pressing her against him. Then, slowly, his fingertips slid down her back, touching her ever so lightly.
Her smell and her innocent responses to his kisses turned him on more. She was giving him everything she knew how to give.
Theo’s mouth moved to her neck, where he placed tiny kisses. He nibbled her neck and then licked where he had bitten. He gently cupped her breasts, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples.
She shivered, the new sensations exciting her. Her body responded so well to his touch.
Gemma’s hands roamed over his back and then moved slowly up and down his sides. The sensation was so overwhelming that Theo thought he was going to explode right there.
He tore his mouth away and pulled off Gemma’s shirt and bra and then his own shirt, tossing them on the floor.
Theo pushed Gemma back on the couch and then laid on top of her, his chest rubbing against hers. He could feel her tight buds, erect and sensitive, grazing his own chest.
Electricity sparked inside him. With a loud moan, he lowered his head once again and captured her mouth.
While his tongue plunged into her, he closed his eyes and allowed the incredible emotions to flow through him. It had been so long since he had felt like this.
Sure, he had been horny, and his cock would get hard. He would fuck a woman, then be done with everything.
But this heat was more than just needing to release a load of sperm. It was a want, a desire, that threatened to consume him.
Her smell was intoxicating, and he felt as though he had drunk ten shots of dragon whiskey.
Gemma’s touch was driving him crazy. It was so tentative at first, but she became bolder as she realized she had turned him on. She would first touch an area with her fingertips, the barest hint of contact that he thought he imagined it.
Then, as he moaned, her fingertips roamed around him, lightly scratching his back with her nails.
He moved his hands down her hips, noting that just like every other part of her body, her hips were a perfect fit.
Her hands were hovering just above the waistline of his pants, her fingertips tracing the denim barrier that kept her from touching his skin.
She moved slightly, and his hand moved to cup her ass cheek. He wanted so much to feel the warmth of her skin in his.
Gemma was moaning and panting, writhing beneath him.
“Is this part of my training?” she asked.
