The Blacklisted Rogue
Chapter 25

Sally POV

I decided to take the lead on this. When I saw Elijah in pain like that, I felt a need to make him feel better.

For once, I wanted to go along with the mate bond and listen to my instincts. We were not in danger anymore. What were we waiting for?

If I said I wasn't nervous, I would be lying. The closest I had ever coming to having s*x was when Alpha Richard forced his hand in my pants. Fortunately, thanks to Elijah, he never got the opportunity to get further than that. When we arrived in our bedroom, my heart raced in anticipation and I turned around to look at Elijah.

I felt nervous, but when my lips met his, everything melted away.

His hands started to roam my body, leaving goosebumps in their trail. I snaked my hands under his damp shirt and slowly caressed his chest and abs.

Elijah hissed at the contact and pulled away from the kiss. His eyes were a storm of love and l**t.

He lightly tugged at the hem of my shirt.

"I want you." He whispered huskily and warmth pooled between my thighs.

I took a deep breath and pulled my shirt over my head. Elijah traced my waist with his hands and caressed my breasts over my bra. Slowly, he bent down and trailed kisses from my neck to my collarbone and down to my bra. His fingers unclasped the bra and released my t*ts from their prison.

Elijah sucked in a breath when he saw my hardening n*pples. Quickly glancing at me to make sure I was okay, he latched on to one n*pple. His tongue flicked lightly over the hardened peak and I moaned, running my fingers through his hair.

I felt a shiver run through him and I realized that he still had his wet clothes on, so I reluctantly pulled his face away from me and pulled his shirt up. Elijah smirked and raised his arms so I could pull his shirt over his head. Since he was almost a foot taller than me, he had to bend down a little to help me reach.

With his shirt out of the way, I ran my fingers along his chest and felt his cold skin against my palm.

Eager to warm him up, I kissed his chest while my hands roamed over his back. Elijah sighed in contempt when my tongue circled his left n*pple.

I let my hands wander down towards the waistband of his pants and then stopped. For a moment, I hesitated. I had never done something like this and I had no idea what I was doing.

Elijah seemed to notice my hesitation, because he cupped my cheeks and tilted my head up to look at him.

"Have you ever done this before?" He asked.

I felt my face turn hot and I slowly shook my head.

"I wanted my mate to be my first." I said, hoping that he wouldn't laugh at me.

Elijah didn't laugh. He just leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear.

"Thank you for saving yourself for me. I would be honored to be your first."

He gently pushed at my shoulders and I walked backwards until I fell on the bed. Elijah followed me closely and got on the bed as well. He settled himself between my legs and looked at me intently. "Do you trust me, Love?" He asked.

I playfully narrowed my eyes at him.

"I don't know. Do you know what you're doing?"

Elijah burst out laughing.

"Well kind of. But if there's anything you're uncomfortable with, you need to tell me, okay?"

"I promise." I said. "Good."

He leaned down and kissed me. His tongue traced the seam of my lips and I happily parted them for him. Elijah's hands started to undo the buckle of my belt and I lifted my hips to help him slide my pants down my legs. When he reached my ankles I quickly kicked them off me, leaving me in only my white lace panties.

When Elijah settled back on top of me, I saw his eyes burning with desire. I could smell my own arousal in the air and I figured he could smell it too.

"You are so beautiful." He said breathlessly.

He kissed his way down to my breasts, encircling each n*pple with his tongue before continuing down to my honey pot.

My panties were suddenly ripped off me and I squealed in surprise. Elijah tossed them aside and got in eye-level with my slit.

"You ready?" He asked.

I frowned, not really sure what he was planning to do.

"For what?" I asked.

Elijah smirked and grabbed a hold of my legs.

Before I could say anything, he plunged his tongue into my folds.

I gasped in surprise as an electric current of pleasure jolted from my p***y to every part of my body.

"Oh Goddess, Elijah." I moaned.

My hands grasped the sheets and balled the fabric in my fists while my back arched and my toes curled.

I had never felt anything like what Elijah was doing to me before, but I loved it.

Elijah dipped his tongue into my entrance, making me almost scream. I slapped both my hands over my mouth when I felt myself being close to a release.

"Oh I'm so close!" I screamed, the sound being muffled by my hands.

I felt my walls clenching and Elijah started to mercilessly suck on my cl*t. My hips bucked when the orgasm tore through me. Elijah tightened his grip on my thighs to keep me in place, but didn't let my cl*t go until I had ridden out my high and my swollen bud became oversensitive.

He gently stroked my thigh with one hand while the other wiped my c*m from his chin.

"How are you feeling, Love?" He asked.

I was spent, it felt like I could go to sleep right away.

"That was..." I started, but couldn't find a word that could truly describe what I just experienced. Elijah chuckled, then he got up from the bed.

"I'm just getting started, Love." He said while hooking his fingers in the waistband of his pants.