Chapter 2 A Wonderful Night

**Debra''s POV:**

I lifted my head and found myself staring at the man in front of me, completely mesmerized.

His blonde hair caught the light like winter sunshine, giving off this warm, comforting glow that just made you want to relax. His face looked like it had been carved by some master sculptor - absolutely perfect.

For some reason, Ivy was going crazy inside my head. She was practically clawing to get closer to this mystery guy.

"Girl, get over there NOW!" she was practically screaming at me, not even trying to hide how excited she was.

I was totally confused, but I ignored Ivy''s demands because I''d just noticed the red wine stain spreading across his shirt.

"Oh my God, I''m so sorry!" I immediately started apologizing and stumbled toward the nearest table, frantically looking for napkins to clean him up.

"Don''t worry about it," he said, waving me off. "This whole wedding sucks anyway."

"What? Why would you say that?" His blunt comment instantly got my attention.

Everyone else was cheering for the happy couple, but this guy had the balls to call it awful. Talk about brutal honesty.

"Eduardo''s got terrible taste," he said like it was obvious. He glanced over at Marley, who was beaming in the middle of the crowd, took a sip of his wine, and continued, "He picked the wrong woman. Marley''s never going to make a decent Luna."

The roving spotlight hit him for a second, lighting up his throat in a way that made my mouth go dry.

When he swallowed his wine, I watched his Adam''s apple move and found myself staring at the bit of collarbone showing above his shirt collar.

My heart started pounding and I couldn''t think straight.

"How do you know that?" I studied his face, trying to figure him out. "Did you propose to her and she shot you down?"

He laughed and looked at me like I was an idiot. "How the hell did you come up with that? If I hadn''t turned her down, she never would''ve settled for Eduardo. If I told her right now that I wanted her, she''d drop everything and run off with me."

This guy had rejected Marley?

Now things were getting interesting.

Getting him would be like beating Marley at her own game.

The alcohol was making me bold.

I looked him up and down and wrinkled my nose like I was judging him. "Really? You''re not that impressive."

His eyes narrowed and he stepped closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Is that right?"

The next second, he had me pressed against the wall, still holding his wine glass.

"Mmm..."

Everything seemed to stop. His kiss was rough but somehow gentle at the same time, and I just melted into him.

He gripped my waist tight, practically holding me up. Being this close to him, his scent was overwhelming and intoxicating.

Now I got why Ivy was losing her mind.

This gorgeous stranger was incredibly attractive. There was no question - he was my mate.

I couldn''t help responding to him and wrapped my arms around his neck without thinking.

He suddenly stopped kissing me. He seemed surprised by how eager I was. I couldn''t tell if he felt the same connection I did.

But I didn''t have time to think about it because the lingering taste of that kiss was making me dizzy, and the way our bodies pressed together felt amazing. I don''t even remember when he got me back to his room.

The lights were off, but moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating his body above mine.

"Don''t move."

He kissed me and worked his way down to my neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses. With one hand, he started undressing me, tossing my jacket on the floor. Since he was still holding his wine glass, it was tricky getting my purple lace bra off. But he wasn''t in any hurry - he took his time kissing my cleavage.

"Mmm..." I felt this incredible electric shock wherever his lips touched, making me hypersensitive.

My legs wrapped around his slim waist on their own. This overwhelming desire was taking over my entire body.

Maybe he could sense how much I wanted him, because he suddenly sped up and got my bra off easily.

Then something cold splashed across my chest, making me scream.

"Ah!"

He''d poured wine on me.

My scream was cut short by his demanding kiss.

He pressed his mouth against mine, stealing my breath, and I could feel how hard he was against my stomach.

"Wait... the wine..."

Even though this was all incredibly hot, the sticky feeling was getting uncomfortable. I mumbled, "Clean it off first."

"Sure, babe," he whispered roughly in my ear. "I''ll take care of that right now."

Before I could process what he meant, he lowered his head and started licking the wine off my chest, working his way down to my stomach. He squeezed my breast with one hand while using the other to slip off my skirt and panties. Without any hesitation, he positioned himself right between my legs.

In the pale moonlight, I could see him clearly. He was huge and intimidating.

He must have seen the fear in my eyes because he suddenly asked, "You''re a virgin?"

I didn''t answer directly.

Instead, I whispered hoarsely, "I''m kind of scared."

"Don''t be."

He smiled. Without warning, he slipped three fingers inside me, making me gasp. Then he gripped himself and said, "You''re going to love this, I promise."

He spread my legs and slid his hands under me. Before pushing in, he reached up and covered my eyes.

"Ah!"

Sharp pain shot through me, and I felt myself bleeding a little. He seemed to notice too, but he didn''t stop. If anything, he looked more excited. He uncovered my eyes and started moving inside me hard and fast, like some kind of wild animal.

He was right. It did feel incredible.

I arched my back to take him deeper. The intense pleasure was driving me crazy.

I lost track of how long we went at it. I just remember we did it everywhere - on the couch, in the bathtub, on the table.

We went so many rounds that he started figuring out what I liked best.

"Baby, let''s do it the way you love," he whispered in my ear while moving inside me.

I couldn''t make out his words clearly, but I nodded anyway. With him leading, I felt like a small boat being tossed around by huge waves in the ocean.