❤After that, there's no way back.❤

In the twilight room, their fingers caressed each other's skin as if afraid a heavier touch would break the heady magic. They became one, one mind with one goal and purpose, each utterly drunk with love for the other. Before the door has even closed, Zane wraps his arms around her from behind. One inhale of his musky scent, and Camilla wanted to turn around. His right hand drops to her thigh, pulling up the skirt of her dress. She couldn't move even if she tried to, like his fingers have short circuited her mind in the best possible way. Zane turned her around, and they tumbled to the bed, his eyes searching for hers. Camilla smiled and kissed him back as he knew she would. Their lips fitted perfectly- as if they were meant for each other. Moving against each other, feeling each other. Zane grabbed the back of Camilla's neck, growling in the kiss as Camilla whimpered in pleasure. With her lips, she could feel his mouth stretching wider than it should, fighting between grinning and kissing.

When their lips parted, both Zane and Camilla panted for breath, their chest rising and falling in immense speed. "You are my drug," Zane whispered, caressing her cheek the way he had never before. Camilla was sure that up till this moment, the male had never touched her so gently. As if she was so weak, so fragile, his touch might break her or the illusion in his mind. "One touch and the intoxication is instant. Whatever you want to do is what we'll do, and there isn't a thing I can do to stop you - not that I'd want to. Just your scent sends me into a heady trance, one that doesn't end." His lips found her neck, leaving gentle kisses all over it.
The male didn't rush; he didn't try to force anything on his mate. She was now officially pronounced as his wife, and Zane would do anything for her. If Camilla decided that she wouldn't sleep with him- the young Alpha would accept her decision. Deep down, Zane knew that she had the right to reject him- not as mate or husband, but as a partner. He had brought so many women to his bed before, and the fact that he bought a new one wouldn't change his past doings. His mother once warned him, she spoke about the possibility of hurting his mate, but the young Alpha didn't care back then. Perhaps Zane had changed way too much, but if there was one thing he feared now- it was hurting Camilla.
"Waiting to have sex with you, it's just a self-preservation thing... because once we go there, once we are that intimate, I'll be in love with you- madly, utterly in love with you. I am in love with you now, beyond any limits, but later it would be another type of love. One I couldn't and wouldn't want to let go. After that, there's no way back. So, for my own sake, I need you to feel the same, that this is something you want, that you'll keep me, that you want me to keep you. I won't be able to let you go, not anymore. And I'm not talking only about completing the mating process; I'm talking about us- what we have now is something I won't be able to live without. That's all it is." In that split second before his touch, every nerve, her body, and brain was electrified. It's the anticipation of being together in a way that's more than words, in a way that's so wholly tangible.

Sex brings that unique addition to your one love, your true life partner. If you aren't careful, it becomes an addiction to the physical act and the fantasy rather than the person. Camilla knew that Zane truly regretted his past, especially the parts where he had hurt her or brought women home. The young woman never wanted to be the next toy he would toss in the trash as soon as he got bored of her. She kept patiently waiting for her mate, holding whatever was dear to her hidden from others; only one person deserved to have her fully- her mate. Camilla managed to get over everything he had done. After all, they had humans in them as much as they had beasts, and everyone could make mistakes. She couldn't expect her mate to save him for her. Men didn't do such things yet felt utmost pride after finding out that their mate has been untouched by others.

"Zane," Camilla whispered, bringing her hands up to cup his cheeks and hold his face still. She didn't want to lose the moment they shared, the magic in being truthful and speaking her mind while their eyes searched each other. "I'm sure, trust me, I know what I want and when I'd want it. Did you really think that I would walk down that aisle and hold your hand in marriage if I wouldn't be sure about my decision? I'm not one to do something to please others, not even my Alpha-to-be, or now Alpha, remember? I've rejected you more than once, out of my free will, and now, I'm accepting you as my mate, husband, and life partner out of the same will. I wouldn't leave the wedding reception, our wedding reception to add, and follow you with ease if I had even a glimpse of doubt in my heart. I love you, Zane; I want to keep you the same as I want you to keep me." A slight smile danced in her eyes as Camilla noticed the glimpse of tears in his eyes. No matter how big and bad the Alpha of the Blood Warrior pack was rumored to be- next to her, Zane was a big teddy bear, opening himself up to the love of his life.

Their lips collided once again, both lovers put everything they felt into one kiss, clinging to each other as this was their last time together, not the first. His hand slowly slid from her cheek to her neck, gently caressing the mark he had already left on her neck. Tonight, if Zane was lucky, Camilla would leave a mark on his neck- claiming the man as her one and only. The young woman admired how gentle Zane could be; he did everything to support his weight and avoid crushing her body. His palms slowly took in the curves of her body. Camilla had thought a lot about their first night- the woman was sure that her mate might tear her clothes, ruining the beautiful wedding dress, but he did nothing alike. Their lips parted, Camilla sucked in the air while Zane's lips left another gentle kiss on her neck. The male got off from her, standing in front of the bed and offering her a hand. At first, she was surprised, unsure what would happen next, yet she didn't doubt as her hand fell in his.

Zane helped Camilla get on her feet and turned her around, holding her gently as he stood behind. His face neared her neck; even without actual touch, he managed to make the shivers travel down her spine. "Relax, I'll help you to take off the dress; we don't want to ruin it. I know how important it is for you. The memories this dress will hold, perhaps, one day, we'll be blessed with a daughter as beautiful as her mother, and she could wear it to her wedding." Zane smiled as he spoke, his fingers skilfully untying the corset ribbon and loosening it.

"You've spied on me, great." Camilla laughed, recalling the conversation she had with Zane's mother about the dress. She mentioned that it has to stay intact because Camilla would love to see her wearing it if they had a daughter. Perhaps not for the ceremony, but at least she could try it on.

"That's called doing research, love, no spying involved," Zane whispered in her ear, slowly opening the corset, tossing the ribbon further away from them. Camilla's breath hitched as Zane's finger drew circles on her back, leaving a burning sensation wherever their skin met. His hands slid to her hips, searching the zipped of the dress. A barely audible sigh of success escaped the male's lips as he gripped the delicate zipper pull between his fingers. "Dresses are complicated," Zane growled under his breath as the zipper didn't move from the spot, no matter how hard he tried to yank it- the little thing was against him.

"Here," Camilla chuckled, placing a hand over his and holding the fabric above the zipper. Her hand slowly led his down, finally releasing her body from the tight dress. Zane's eyes were glued on the piece of fabric falling next to her feet, revealing the lingerie she wore under it.

If anything, the young Alpha never expected such a bold move from his rather shy mate. Under the beautiful, white dress, she hid a blood-red set of lace lingerie. As much experience Zane had had with women, he had never seen a set that would compliment a woman's body that perfectly. His hands shook a little as he gently grabbed her shoulders and turned Camilla around to face him. Even though her cheeks burned nearly as red as the set of undergarments, the young woman never averted her gaze from her husband. She watched how Zane took her in, the intense lust and desire dancing in his eyes, parks bright enough to illuminate the room.

"For the love of the Moon Goddess, woman, you look ravishing," Zane whispered under his breath, placing a hand over his heart. "Did I die and make it to paradise? It sure does feel like I did."

"You're still very much alive, but we can try to fix that if you're up to the idea," Camilla laughed, moving a strand of hair away from her face.

"I'd rather stay in this paradise, to be honest, forever, if I may," the young Alpha chuckled, taking a last look at his mate's body before their eyes met again. "Are you entirely sure that you're ready? Don't let me or others put any pressure on you. It might be our wedding night, but I'll be as happy to cuddle you and wait for as long as needed."

"Zane, calm down, breathe. I'm sure, stop questioning me or my decisions, please. I wouldn't get married and wouldn't follow you to the bedroom if I wasn't sure, okay? This is it- we're here, officially married, one step away from fully claiming each other. The mating process would have to be finished sooner or later, so let's stop talking about this and enjoy ourselves. You'll have to guide me because I have no idea what and how should happen after holding hands and kisses." Camilla's cheeks turned a shade darker red, right when Zane thought she couldn't blush harder, she managed to prove him wrong.

"Camilla, I love you, I really do, but I still have doubts about this. As much as I want you, as much as I desire to get a taste of your skin, feel the heat of your body beneath mine, I'm not sure if that's the right thing to do. I'm not sure if I'll be able to hold myself and my wolf back for long enough to keep both of us under control. Losing control would bring too big of damage; I'm not here to hurt you, and so isn't Xavier, but shit happens, it really does, and I couldn't forgive myself if I hurt you ever again. I've caused enough damage throughout the years, the last thing you need is an abusive prick in bed."

"Slow and steady, one step at the time. I'm the one who should be scared, worried, or whatever you think I might be- I'm the one losing virginity here. Let's see how it goes, trust me- I can stop you if I want to," Camilla winked at her mate, taking his hand in hers and slowly stepping back towards the bed. She wasn't sure if she was ready for such a big step, but sometimes things were better to get done with sooner than later. She had dreamed about their first night together as many times as her husband has, and she wouldn't let anything or anyone ruin their magical moment.

Camilla yelped as Zane bent down and slid his hand under her knees, placing the other on her back and lifting the young woman on his arms. "In that case, we're doing this properly," Zane stated, his voice laced in eagerness. The young Alpha walked to the bed, slowly bending down and laying his mate on top of it. His eyes never left the woman's body, wondering why he never noticed the beauty and simply elegant yet perfect features within her. How could a man be as blind and fail to notice perfection right under his nose? Zane unbuttoned his dress shirt, loosened the tie, got rid of the clothing, and threw it on the floor. He didn't rush to take off his pants- if Camilla wanted to stop, he wouldn't have such difficulty to follow her demands for as long as he was half-dressed. The young Alpha laid next to her, cupping Camilla's cheek, and whispered: "You're so beautiful." He didn't intend to wait for her answer; his lips attacked hers the next second.

If Zane had to think if he ever gave one's lips as much attention as he gave to Camilla's, he wouldn't have an answer. Until he first kissed his mate, the male avoided kissing at all costs- it felt too intimate for people who felt nothing but lust towards each other.

As if lost in sensation, their hands reached for each other's bodies, caressing the heated skin, taking in each and every curve or muscle on the way. Zane brought Camilla closer, holding the woman for his dear life while their tongues fought for dominance, savoring the taste of their closeness. The Alpha flipped them over, hovering over Camilla, his lips attacking her with a newfound passion, unable to stop. Her nails dug in his back, afraid to let go, afraid to lose the heated moment.

Zane didn't notice how Camilla reached for his belt, undoing it and unbuttoning his pants, sliding them down. Her hand cupped his erection while the other slid to the back of his head to grab a fistful of hair. They promised themselves not to rush, they promised to take one step of the time, yet the intoxicated state broke any ideas or promises. Within minutes, Zane clawed her delicate lingerie in pieces and supported the weight of his nude body above her. Camilla kept panting for breath, drunk in the kisses and electricity shooting throughout her body with each time their skin would touch. Even the question spoken in a hoarse voice didn't break the spell: "You're sure?"

"As sure as I'll ever be," Camilla whispered, pulling Zane's face closer to hers for yet another kiss. It was a way to distract herself from the fear of pain. She had never feared getting hurt or injured, but based on the rumors- sleeping with a man for the first time was as painful as nothing she would imagine.

As their lips melded together perfectly, Camilla spread her legs wider, throwing one over Zane's lower back and pulling him closer. The young woman was too shy to speak up; she hoped Zane would catch on to her hint and do whatever he had to do while she's distracted by his lips.

And he did.

Zane held the base of his shaft, positioning himself right in front of her entrance. The male tried his best to ignore the inviting scent of her arousal, driving his senses crazy. Camilla was dripping wet, ready to take him in fully. He bucked his hips, slowly sliding his cock inside her. Zane noticed how barely the tip of his erection slid inside her pussy when Camilla started showing a bit of resistance- her hands on his shoulders, ready to push him off of her. The young male withdrew a little, pressing his lips tighter against Camilla's, until she relaxed, and slammed himself inside her. She broke their kiss, a scream of pain echoing against the bedroom door.

"Zane, you fucking asshole," Camilla hissed in anger.

"I know, I know, baby. I'm sorry, but I couldn't think of anything else to ease the pain- if I'd move slowly, it could seem torturous. Try to relax; I'll try my best to be as gentle as possible now, okay?" Zane whispered in her ear, calming Camilla a little. She bit into her lip and nodded her head, squeezing her eyes shut.

Zane moved his hips slowly, trying to catch on every hint Camilla could give out- if she seemed to be in pain, hissed under her breath or her body suddenly froze, he stopped. The young Alpha kept whispering sweet nothings in her ear, easing the tension, and soon enough, the pain faded. Camilla couldn't understand how pleasure replaced the pain as quickly, but as her mate moved his hips- withdrawing and again pushing his erection in her, Zane managed to hit a point that sent her to the edge of the bliss. Her hands clawed on him, but this time she did anything to hold him onto her; Camilla didn't want to let go- both of Zane and the overwhelming sensations. On instinct, her hips moved against his, meeting the male's movements. Quiet whimpers and moans escaped her parted lips.

"There we go," Zane whispered near her ear, his lips attacking her neck. The male took it upon himself to fasten his movements, each thrust becoming a little rougher. One might stay that the night was first for them both- not only as a married couple and mates. Zane had sex with a virgin for the first time, while Camilla enjoyed the first experience with a man. Her hands gripped his shoulders tighter, nails piercing his skin. Even though Zane could feel blood dripping from the cuts, he didn't care- too busy with pleasing his woman, listening to her moans, and experiencing the best sex he had ever had. The faster Zane moved, the more vocal Camilla became- at one point, he thought that the guests might hear them, but the young Alpha didn't give a damn. He wouldn't dare to think of anyone else while the love of his life cried out in pleasure beneath him. Zane left the last kiss on her neck, turning his head to push his lips against hers again, but it was too late. A wave of pain starting from the crook of his neck went throughout his body; Camilla's cry of pleasure as she reached her highs seemed muffed. For a second there, Zane felt as confused as never until a stronger wave of pain hit him, this time mixed with an immense amount of pleasure as he hit his release. Camilla had marked him.