He gives me a soft kiss on my forehead and his hips flex, pushing nearly the entirety of his massive erection into my body and making me wince as I flood us with a river of my arousal.
“All I know.” I manage to get out. “Is I want all of you. Right now. Please…”
My whimpered plea seems to set something off within him.
And the slow gentleness falls away.
7
Lachlan
Inside her all my dreams come true. This is a moment for me in so many ways. Feeling her like this, her warmth, her slick walls, so tight I can barely move as her body holds me firm, resisting as I slam my hips forward, unable to restrain the beast she’s unleashed inside of me.
Taking her virginity means more to me than any award I’ve ever received. Any public accomplishment. This moment. Right now. This is my finest hour.
She’s moving with me. Her sounds urge me forward as I breathe in the air she exhales, wanting all of her to be part of me.
“God, I want to feel you cum.” I grunt, speeding my strokes, pressing my body down against her clit, grinding myself into her as my hands wrap around her back, holding her steady, taking control of her entirely.
Her mouth falls open and I see the faraway look in her eyes. I could have cum a half dozen times already just from the sights, sounds and feel of her, but I want her to have her pleasure first. For whatever reason, that’s the most important thing to me; it’s my focus, my mission.
Our first time will be hers.
I want to show her this isn’t just sex for me. There’s something new. I want her to feel loved and nurtured, even as I take her like a filthy animal. And I pray she understands both of those parts of me.
I feel her opening gripping me as she pushes herself to take more. Her nipples press hard against my chest, rubbing across my flesh with every thrust, and I love the feel of every inch of her body moving against mine.
“Does that feel good, baby? Does it still hurt?” I dare ask but wanting to know. Wanting to make her feel good in so many ways and not caring about my own pleasure, only hers.
In and out. Faster, harder. Her breathing stalls and halts and she’s whispering things in my ear, urging me to keep going. My cock is harder than it’s ever been as I slam into her limits.
She goes off under me and around me and it’s all I can take. I do something I’ve never done before as I come inside her, and she comes with me, milking my cock until I see stars.
We groan and I do everything I can to keep my eyes open so that I can watch the look of bliss on her face. Knowing I did that for her. To her. With her.
I feel a sense of prideful ownership form in that moment. Knowing her body is now marked with me. Knowing in a way that I want whatever this is between us to never end, knowing that if my seed is planted inside of her, she will be mine forever.
She is mine forever.
No matter what. I’m never letting her go. I feel that down deep into the marrow of my bones.
I cum so hard it’s a struggle to breathe but I don’t want to stop. I fuck into her until she’s shaking and calling my name, and I’ve never heard anything more beautiful in my life. I’ve heard my name screamed more than I can fathom on stage and from fans, but right now, hearing Teah cumming and calling for me, there’s nothing that can compare.
I cradle her into me as she shudders, and I fill her again with me. My balls tighten and release in pulses, over and over, until we are both sweaty and panting.
“You okay, baby?” I ask, my lungs struggling to fill with air as I brush hair from her face.
She nods, her eyes closed tight as I kiss her cheeks, her nose, everywhere my lips can reach. I keep us bonded together, my cock still deep inside her.
“Because I want you to always tell me, okay? Promise me that. That you will always let me know how you feel. The good. The bad. And the ugly. If I hurt you in any way, don’t hold back, always tell me. Okay? You promise me that, Teah.”
Her eyes open to slits, her pupils dilated and unfocused.
“Okay. I promise.” She murmurs, her hair a tangled mess around her head.
I think twice before I say what’s next, but decide I need her to know.
“Teah.” I slip my hands from behind her back and push myself up slightly onto my elbows, so our eyes are clearly connected. “You may think I’m insane. I saw us. I saw this.”