“I’m going to give you the answers you seek, baby…and you’re going to give me this pretty virgin pussy.”
I can’t even form a thought, let alone speak a single word. Hero is being crude and cold, but he’s not hurting me…not really. Both of his hands are on my thighs, spreading me wide. I feel so exposed and at his mercy. His fingers dig into my flesh so harshly, it almost hurts.
His lips close around my clit, and the feelings that surge through me are like pure magic. When he starts to suck, the pleasure becomes borderline painful. My legs try to close automatically, as if they want to ease the build on their own, but his grip on me is forceful and unyielding.
I cry out in pleasure, the sensations overtaking my body like a storm.
My hands grip the sheets around me like they could offer me some kind of help, protection. He’d made me orgasm once before, but this feels different. This feeling is so much more intense, dark, and it scares me.
I can barely breathe as he works my clit relentlessly with brutal force. He’s owning me, showing me what he can do to me, and for a second, I fear I might break in half. My body wants to arch off the bed, but the iron grip he has on my legs won’t let me budge.
“Hero…” His name falls from my lips like a prayer. “Please,” I beg him, not knowing what I’m really begging for.
More? Less? I have no idea.
My brain seems to have checked out and my body now has a mind of its own. Every fiber is functioning on pure primal need, and I don’t think I ever want to return to sanity. I thrash back and forth, as if I’m trying to outrun the pleasure spiking through me.
I feel the build, my body cresting, as if I’m a surfer riding a wave. I’m close, so close—I’m just about to tip over the edge and come apart under his tongue when he pulls away, leaving me gasping for air and wanting more. “No…” I whimper, near tears.
“I can taste how much you want my cock,” he growls, moving up along my body.
If my whole begin wasn’t on fire already, I might have blushed at his crude words. The way his eyes burn into mine has me squirming beneath him. I feel intimidated by him, and maybe that’s just because of his huge size.
He leans over me, watching me intently, his fingers trailing over my belly, going lower and lower, until I feel two of his thick digits ghost against my soaked entrance. I consider begging him…for a release, for his touch.
He magically reads my mind and slips them deep inside me. The smirk he gives me sends tingles of pleasure down my spine, and when he finally starts moving his fingers, I feel as if I’m already ready to combust.
In. Out. In. Out. I can hear how wet I am, and it’s such an erotic sound. My chest heaves, and heat blooms deep in my belly when his fingers scissor. “Oh god…” I curl my fingers into the sheets.
“This is what you wanted, baby…isn’t it?” he whispers, nipping at my earlobe.
My pussy tightens around his fingers. I feel him stretching me, pushing my walls apart.
I quiver with need, my mind reeling. I’ve never felt such need before. I feel like Hero’s a drug and I’ve taken a hit for the first time.
When he adds a third finger, I nearly lose it. My body shakes, and my hips lift off the bed with the force of the orgasm as it rips through me.
A blinding light appears behind my eyes.
The pleasure ignites a spark inside me.
Withdrawing his fingers, I blink my eyes open and stare up at him as he moves above me.
This is it. I’m about to lose my virginity.
“Last chance, princess,” he coaxes. “Last chance to tell me to stop…” His mouth comes up to mine, touching my lips, just barely. His tongue darts out over my bottom lip, begging for entry into my mouth.
I open for him, letting him in. I taste myself on him, and it’s something I’ve never experienced before. “I want you,” the words come out breathlessly, but that doesn’t make them any less powerful.
The green in his eyes fades to the darkest green I’ve ever seen.
Using one of his knees to push my legs farther apart, I wonder how this is going to work. With my legs open, a surge of panic shoots through me, and then I feel the soft tip of his dick probe my entrance.
“This is going to hurt before it starts feeling good.”
A part of me feels like he might be saying this so I’ll ask him to stop. He wants to scare me away, push me out the door, but just hearing his voice takes away some of the panic and fear. “I want you,” I repeat, even softer than before, my eyes bleeding into his. A moment of silence settles between us as he leans over me on his forearms, his toned stomach almost touching mine.