The Initiation (Darkness Within Duet 1)

“No, I don’t want you to.”

More than anything else in the world, she wanted this. There’s no way she’d want this to ever stop.

Cupping his cheek, she leaned up and kissed him. “Please, Draven, I want you.” She tugged him down and loved hearing his groan.

“You’re going to be the death of me one day, Harper.”

She felt him reach between them, grab his cock, and slide it through her folds. It was poised at her entrance. She took a deep breath, and he thrust in deep, tearing through the wall of her virginity.

Harper cried out, the sudden grip of pain shocking her with its intensity.

He took possession of her lips as the pain continued to burst within her even as his cock stilled.

“Shh, it’s okay. I’ve got you.”

Time stood still. Draven didn’t pressure her. His kisses were sweet release against the onslaught of pain.

She knew there would be some pain as there always was with a woman’s first time.

“I’ve got you, Harper. I’ve got you. Do you want me to stop?”

“No. Please don’t stop.” She held him still.

He groaned. “There’s only so much control I’ve got.”

“Then don’t show control. Take me, Draven. I’m here.”

Slowly, he began to pull out of her. The pressure took her by surprise, the sudden bite of pain forcing her to grit her teeth. He took his time though, working his cock in and out of her until the pain started to ebb away.

One moment it hurt, and the next, it was gone as if it was imaginary.

In and out.

All the time.

The pleasure drove her up, fucking up against him as he worked inside her, over and over.

“Please, Draven.”

“Fuck, you feel so incredible.” He grabbed her hands, pushing them to the bed, holding her in place as he thrust in deep.

She wrapped her legs around him, feeling that crest once again, that point of bliss that made her ache.

Just a little more.

He rubbed her clit with each thrust, and as she came apart, she felt him do so as well. His release pulsed inside her, filling the condom. His groan echoed in the small hotel room.

When it was over, he collapsed over her, and she took his body weight, more than happy to. Running her fingers up and down his back, she smiled against his chest. Even though there had been some pain, it had been one of the best experiences in the world.

Draven pulled away from her.

“How are you?” he asked.

“I’m good. Honestly. I loved that.”

He smiled, and then he kissed her, making it the perfect moment again.

****

“You can’t take my mac and cheese,” Harper said, swatting his hands away.

Draven laughed as he used his fork to try to steal some of her food.

Axel, Jett, and Buck were each doing the same. Their pizza tasted like a horse’s ass, it was so bad. Her mac and cheese looked pretty damn good.

After a couple of weeks of Harper sitting with them, they’d stopped becoming the focal point of all the pointing and whispers. Not that it bothered him at all. He was used to having people talk shit about him behind his back.

For Harper though, it was all new.

It had been two weeks since he’d taken her out to dinner. Two weeks in which he’d claimed her as his. Every single night since then, he either snuck in her room, or they found some quiet time in his car.

He’d not taken her home yet. He was avoiding his father. The meeting with Alan and Harper could wait for as long as possible.

She giggled as he pulled her onto his lap and then stole her mac and cheese.

“See, where there’s a will there’s a way.”

She rolled her eyes. “You just know how to cheat.”

“Still winning.” He held his fork up to her lips, and she took it. “And I always share.”

Running his hand down her back, he gripped her ass, his eyes going from cold to hot in a second.

It was on the tip of his tongue to ask her to skip school when Ben and three of his little pals approached their table. He got to his feet, as did Axel, Jett, and Buck. With Harper at his side, he faced off with Ben, who held up his hands.

“We want to make a peace offering,” Ben said.

“Not going to happen.”

“Look, we know the ring is coming up any day now. We’re all waiting, and we know it’s going to be a bloodbath.”

“The ring?” Harper asked.

“I’ll tell you about it in a minute.”

Buck chuckled. “He’s trying to save his ass from a beating.”

“Look, I meant no disrespect,” Ben said, his gaze landing on Harper.

“You look at me, fuckhead. Not her.”

“If I’d known she belonged to you guys, I wouldn’t have touched her.”

“I didn’t even invite you to touch me. You need to learn to keep your hands to yourself,” Harper said.