Chapter 11 (Part1)

Her mind was racing as she walked back to the estate. Had she just made an offer to shower with Ryan? She didn't know how she felt about that. She was excited, but at the same time fearful. She had never been naked in front of a man before, and she had defiantly never showered with one.

This would be her first time. This would be the first time that she saw Ryan naked too. Sure she had seen him with his shirt off while he was working on the farmhouse. She thought about how his muscles would ripple in his chest when he would carry a stack of wood onto the deck. How she could see every line of every muscle on his body, and how it looked even sexier when it was covered with a fine layer of sweat.

Her body ached for him as she thought about these memories, but then it brought her back to reality. He had never seen her naked either. Last night at the bar she hadn't taken any of her clothes off. He had simply slid her underwear to the side as he pleasured her. Another wave of heat rushed through her body as she thought about the feeling of her first orgasm. What if he didn't like her body when he saw her naked, she thought to herself suddenly feeling self conscious.

Ryan was having a hard time concentrating on his work as he thought about the offer he had just made Angel.

'Will I be able to control myself when I see her full body naked for the first time?' he asked himself.

The visions of her naked flowed through his mind. He could picture her full ample breast, her darkened nipples pressing against his chest as he pulled her closer to him. Her silky smooth long legs with soapy water running across them. Her long blonde hair turning a light brown as it got wet. He could feel his wolf getting restless inside of him at the thoughts running through his mind.

'I will really need to concentrate and not let my body take over my mind,' he thought to himself.

"It's important that you hold yourself back," he scolded at his wolf. "We need to wait until we know she is ready."

"She is ready. I can feel it," the wolf answered in return.

"Her wolf might be ready, but we need to make sure that she is too," he argued. The wolf let out a small whimper and then was silent.

Angel felt herself getting more and more nervous as the minutes ticked by. She kept questioning herself on if she was ready to take a shower with Ryan or not. She didn't know how to act. She didn't know what she would do when she was in the shower with him. She worked to keep herself calm, and tried to reassure herself that he would like her body, and she had nothing to worry about. Every time she thought that she was ready a new thought would come into her mind. What if the shower leads to more? What if he wants to have sex? Am I ready for sex, she asked herself.

"You're ready, I'm ready," the voice inside of her tuned in.

"Yeah, you would be so sure of yourself wouldn't you," she said back with anger. Why was the other voice always so sure of everything? Why didn't she have that kind of confidence?

She sat down on the couch trying to organize her thoughts. She decided that she would just do what felt right at the time. Trying to play out what would happen in her mind wasn't going to help her. She was sure that Ryan wouldn't make her do anything that she wasn't comfortable with and that helped her relax.

The sound of the front door opening instantly brought back all the nervousness that she had just fought off. It was time to make a decision, and she didn't know if she was ready for that.

Ryan rounded the couch and knelt down on the floor in front of where she was laying. He pressed a light kiss on her forehead and started to rub one of her hands.

"Have you had enough time to think about my shower offer?" He asked looking down at their hands.

"Yes," she said quietly. He could sense the nervousness in her voice.

"You don't have to do it if you don't want to Angel. I would never make you do anything that you weren't sure about." he answered trying to judge the response on her face.

"I know you wouldn't" she said looking up at him. "I think that I want to, but I'm scared that you won't like me naked" she confessed. Surprised at the reason why she was nervous, he leaned over to give her a kiss on the lips. He whispered to her while moving his lips to meet hers

"You don't have to worry about that sweetheart; I already know that I am going to love every inch of your body."

Chills and shivers washed over her body as she tried to concentrate on the kiss. She no longer had any sense of nervousness; it was all replaced with a sense of need. When they ended the kiss she sat up on the couch as he stood up and pulled her up to him by her hand. They walked quietly through his bedroom and into the bathroom, and he started the shower. No words were spoken between them as they waited for the water to warm up.

He was running his hands up and down her arms, and kissing her neck. She felt her own hands exploring his body working her way across his broad shoulders, and down the muscles in his arms. She barely noticed as he started to pull her shirt over her head, and she began to remove his. Before she knew it they were both naked standing there with their bodies pressed together from their chests to their knees.

Ryan slowly pulled her into the shower until both of their bodies were under the steaming water. He ran his hands across her breasts and squeezed her nipples. She felt a sensation flow throughout her body and let out a groan of approval. She in return ran her hands up and down his chest. Rubbing her palms gently against his nipples. He let out a growl of approval.

Ryan took the soap and began to wash every inch of her body. She felt so relaxed as he began to massage her shoulders and back. He moved from her back to her butt, rubbing his hands in circles and gave her little squeezes. She was full of desire for him and wanted him to explore more. He moved his hands back to her front side and again went over her breasts paying close attention to play with each nipple as he rubbed and squeezed her breasts. He moved his hands over her stomach and down to her curls. She felt a need to push towards him as he stroked her lower parts.

She found herself lowering her hands from his chest to his shaft. She was surprised to find that it was already hard and ready for her. She slowly stroked his shaft moving from top to bottom, and then back up again. She was pushing her hips against him as she felt her body aching for more of him to touch her.

When the water began to run cold he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He laid her down and began to kiss her lips and neck. He continued to kiss her as he moved lower on her body. He sucked on her nipples as he squeezed her breasts. Then he moved lower as he kissed and sucked on her stomach and navel. She let out groans of approval, and he let out his own groans in response.

She was running her hands through his hair lightly scraping at his scalp when he reached her nub. She stopped moving realizing that his face was at her private parts. He moved his hand back up to her breasts and began to massage them again, every now and then tweaking her nipples. She relaxed again, and she felt moisture on her lower area.

He began to lick at her and then she felt a finger inside of her. She automatically responded by moving her hips up and down. She felt a need to press and move as he moved his finger inside of her. He placed another finger inside of her and began to move in and out of her at the rhythm of her hips moving. He curled his fingers inside of her to press against sensitive spots. She found herself moaning in pleasure and grabbing onto the sheets. She felt her release coming and was trying to hold it off as long as she could. She couldn't hold it off anymore, and all of her muscles tensed at once, then she felt a complete release as all of her muscles relaxed. A feeling of complete satisfaction rushed over her.

Soon Ryan was back up by her face, a smile washing across his face as he seen the look of satisfaction she had. She turned to face him and ran her trembling hand across his cheek, a smile forming on her face. He kissed her on her forehead and rolled over to look at the ceiling feeling satisfied with himself that he had pleased his mate. He turned his head back towards her and whispered in her ear.

"Did you like that?" he asked her.

"More than you can even imagine." She responded still out of breath from her experience. He felt her place an arm around his waist as she rolled over to look him in the eyes. "You make me feel things that I have never felt in my life before" she said softly.

"So am I on your top list of sexual experiences?" he asked with a smile.

"You're the only one on my list of sexual experiences, but if I had a list I'm sure that you would still be number one" she responded as she closed her eyes.

Ryan lay there for a minute before the words she had just spoken sunk in. Does that mean that she had never had an orgasm before him? Does that mean that she had never been with any other men? Was he her first, the first ever to touch her untainted body, he thought to himself. He had to know. Not that it would bother him if he wasn't, but he would be beyond overjoyed if he was.

"Do you mean that you have never done this before, not even with any of your other boyfriends?" he asked curiously. She opened her eyes to look at him while she answered his question.

"I have never had a boyfriend before. I have never had any sexual experience before you" she said in response. Ryan felt pure joy rush through his body at her response.

"Well I will make sure that I make every experience you have be the best it could possibly be" he whispered in her ear. "Now sleep my little Angel, sleep"

She began to close her eyes. She knew that she would fall asleep in minutes since she was so relaxed from the pleasure that Ryan had just given her. Suddenly she realized that Ryan didn't get anything out of the experience. He never entered her, he had given her that extreme pleasure with his mouth and hands, but he never once went into her with his shaft. She felt guilty that she was so lost in her own pleasure that she didn't even think about him.

"Ryan?" she asked. He looked over at her in response. "You didn't..." she paused. She wasn't sure how to finish that statement. She looked down so that she didn't meet his eyes to finish her sentence "You didn't, well you know get to feel the pleasure like I did" she said sheepishly. Ryan let out a little laugh before answering

"I got more pleasure out of seeing you in ecstasy then you could imagine."

"But we didn't even have sex. How could you be umm, relieved?" She asked.

"Angel I'm not ready to take that step with you yet. There is so much more I want to explore with you before we take that step. I don't need to have sex with you to keep myself satisfied. I find pleasure in just watching you release. That's all I need for now" he told her.

Angel wasn't sure how to take that answer, but she was happy that he wanted to take it slow with her. She wasn't sure how far she was willing to go yet. She felt like she was ready for sex with him, but she knew she wanted to make the timing right too. She closed her eyes and began to drift off to sleep.

Ryan lay next to her thinking about all that she had said tonight. He couldn't get over the fact that he was her first. The first man to have ever touched her body. It made him feel so right. She was meant to be his mate. She must somehow know that, and had saved herself for him.

She wanted to please him in every way that he wanted to please her. That was clear to him when she questioned him about not getting the same pleasure as she did. She cared about him and wanted to make him as happy as he made her. Little did she know that every second he spent with her, were the happiest moments of his life. He was content; he had his mate at his side and was going to keep her with him for the rest of his life. He closed his eyes and drifted into sleep with her.