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And I did. I ordered a drink as soon as I returned, and then another, and then another. On my third I convinced Landon to join me.

By the end of the celebration party, Tobi had to drive us back to campus because neither of us were in any shape for it.

“Wait, I need to change. My clothes are at the hotel. Take us to the hotel,” Landon insisted. “We can walk to campus from there. It’ll be fine.”

“Yeah, we got this,” I added.

“Fine,” Tobi said exasperated, as she rerouted and dropped us both off at the hotel as we stumbled up to Landon’s room.

Landon

Chapter 10

I’d never really drank before, but I couldn’t remember why. Everything around me seemed sharper and more in focus, though sometimes it wasn’t.

We stumbled into the elevator. Kaitlyn fell into my arms as she giggled. I instinctively protected her and kept her from falling over.

She looked up at me and all I wanted to do was kiss her.

I leaned down to do just that and the elevator dinged as the door opened to our floor.

I took her hand as we walked down the hall to my room occasionally bumping into the walls and laughing.

I somehow managed to pull out my key card and let us in. We both fell inside still laughing, but as the door clicked shut behind us, leaving us with only a dim light shining faintly in the room, everything changed.

I didn’t think, I just acted and it felt so natural and right as my lips collided with hers in a desperate hunger.

She clawed at my back as I clung to her like my life depended on it.

Every few minutes I’d come up for air, but it was like I couldn’t stand to be apart from her perfect lips for more than a second.

Her fingers fumbled for the buttons on my shirt until I couldn’t stand it any longer and I ripped the damn thing off of myself.

I shivered as her soft warm hands loosened my undershirt and slid against my skin. The sensations her explorations caused were indescribable. I’d never felt anything like it before.

The downfall of being from such a small pack meant there were no opportunities for me to really explore my sexual side. I had no clue what I was doing as I gently removed her shirt when she broke away from my kisses to rid me of mine.

I had already seen her in just a bra, but this was different.

I resumed my kisses, desperate for more. I couldn’t get close enough and I never wanted her to stop touching me like that, ever.

My shaky hands fumbled with the clasp of her bra and it took me a moment to figure out how to undo the damn thing without shredding it in the process.

I took a step back and slowly lowered the straps memorizing every moment of seeing her for the first time.

My body was buzzing, and I didn’t think it was entirely from the high quantity of alcohol I had consumed.

My breath caught as I looked at her. “Gorgeous,” I mumbled reverently.

I couldn’t stop my hand from reaching out to touch her. The feel of her taut nipple against my palm made me greedy for more.

My free hand fisted into her hair at the nape of her neck as I brought her lips back to mine.

The next few moments were a blur of touching, groping, and removing the remainder of our clothing until together we fell onto the bed completely naked.

I took a moment to fully appreciate my mate. She was so smooth, everywhere, and I mean everywhere. I didn’t even know that was a real thing. As I touched her in her most intimate place, she shivered in my arms and cried out with a moan. She was so soft. I couldn’t stop touching her.

I had no idea what I was doing, but I was encouraged by her arousal and my own.