Free The 13th Prophecy by H.M. Ward

press my lips to his. And this time, this kiss exploded and I felt everything. The hollow place inside of me filled with lust, bursting and filling within me until there wasn’t a single place on my body that I didn’t want him to touch.
    Collin’s fingers tugged my hair gently as he deepened the kiss. Butterflies exploded in my stomach as he lowered me to the couch and pressed his body on top of mine. Each kiss, every time his lips touched me was ecstasy. I needed him. I wanted him, and I pulled him down hard on top of me, nearly tearing his shirt off in the process. Collin straddled me and smiled, but a line of worry was creased between his brows.
    I reached for his face, and stroked the backs of my fingers across his smooth cheek. “I wanted you so much for so long.” My voice was barely a breath, “You’re not doing anything wrong, Collin. I love you. I want to show you. Please... let me show you.” I ran my hands down his sides to his hips, and tried very hard to not move and wait for him to answer. My lips parted as I slid my tongue along my teeth, watching him. Taking in every movement.   Long dark lashes surrounded his impossibly midnight-blue eyes as he gazed at me. The worry line smoothed and he lowered his body to mine, pressing kisses against me until I couldn’t take it anymore.
    His lips covered my body after he tossed my shirt to the floor. My hips moved against him as my fingers clawed his back. His weight pressed me into the couch. As his kisses slid over my body, the heat of his breath made me writhe beneath him. Collin said my name softly in my ear, and his lips pressed a gentle kiss to my neck. Without meaning to, my nails cut into his back. The scent of his blood filled the air, and assaulted me. Wildly, I flipped us over, so I was on top, but Collin realized what happened.
    He pushed me off of him, with more force than I expected and said, “No more, Ivy.” I felt the jolt of the command and didn’t fight him. But, the scent of his blood made me so high-strung that it was agony to be still and wait for his skin to heal, but we did. As I lay in front of him, Collin breathed deeply, watching me—his eyes sliding over my body. It was so hot. I could barely breathe.
    He whispered, “Close your eyes.” As I lowered my lashes, I saw his lips press into the curve at my waist. Slowly, his kisses covered my body. It was all I could do to be still and keep my eyes closed. Every sensation struck through me like lightening, setting me on fire. He moved us slowly, and lay back, leaving me straddling his hips.
    Then, Collin’s arms wrapped around me and pulled me down on top of him. His shirt was gone, as were the rest of our clothes. While he’d kissed me, they’d been removed, one piece at a time. Until it was just me and him. A moan escaped my lips. My mind was wandering ahead, thinking about feeling him inside of me. I wanted to taste his mouth when I did it. I wanted to kiss him and hold him.
    But Collin’s voice cut through the lust and glued me in place, “Be still. Don’t move.” My hips didn’t move, although they were burning. I could feel him below me, and he was so close. I didn’t want to stop, but Collin’s voice slowed me. His hands tangled in my hair as he pressed a kiss to my lip, and sat up again. Collin smiled, as he played with a curl that covered my breast. My long hair wildly fell around my shoulders. The back of his hand slid across my breast making me suck in a breath. My control was faltering. Then I saw his face, and heard his voice, “Can I look at you, Ivy? Can you be still for just one more second so I can see how beautiful you are?”
    He asked me. He could have commanded it and I wouldn’t have had a choice. But he asked. I nodded slowly. The room was so hot. My head felt like it was floating. I wanted to give him anything and everything.
    As Collin’s eyes slid over my naked body a blush covered me. I’d never done this before. And the look on his face, the