[Samara]
I was nervous, and there was no point in hiding it. I wasn’t a virgin, but Dylan was. Not that it mattered because it didn’t. I was nervous because he was my mate. I was nervous because I started to wonder if we would complete the mate bond. I had no idea how that worked, but, regardless, I was nervous. The water was a bit on the cooler side, but I didn’t care as I stood across from him. It wasn’t the first time I had seen him naked, but my eyes hungrily took in everything I could. The way his muscles flexed with every move. The shape of his arms, forearms, pecs, and abs. Dylan’s member was hard, juttered outward in a way that made me hungry. He was long and thick with a head that I wanted to lick and taste. His thighs were thick and muscular, and the dusting of hair suited him.
