She gave a jerky nod. ‘Yes.’
Theo absorbed the news and tried to weigh which was the greater emotion swirling through him—shock or elation. The shock was understandable. But the elation, the fact that he was pleased he was to be her first? It’d never crossed his mind that she would be a virgin. But suddenly a few things fell into place. Her blushes, her furtive innocent looks, her surprise at his demanding kisses.
Another feeling rose to curl itself around his chest. Possessiveness.
The fact that he was to be her first made him want to beat his chest like a wild jungle animal. He ripped the condom packet open and stared down at her.
The look of apprehension forced him to slow down. He was moving too fast, possibly scaring her. Time to turn it down a notch.
‘I’ll go as slow as you want, querida, but I won’t stop,’ he warned. He couldn’t. He’d come too far. He wanted her too much.
I would’ve kept you… Perhaps even for ever.
His own words echoed in his head and yet another emotion swept over him. If they’d met in another time, would she be the one? The idea of Inez as his wife, the mother of his children if he’d been normal, washed over him. His heart raced as he stared down at her, so beautiful, so giving.
Thee mou, what the hell was he doing wishing for the impossible? He wasn’t normal…
‘I don’t want you to stop,’ she replied. Then she performed one of those actions that illuminated her inexperience. Her gaze flicked down to his groin and she bit her lip. She had no idea how hot that little gesture made him.
A groan ripped from his chest and effectively wiped away the useless yearning.
Planting his hands on either side of her, he parted her thighs with his and settled himself at her entrance.
‘Hold onto me, and feel free to dig your nails into my back if it all gets too much.’ He attempted a smile and felt a touch of relief when she returned it.
The seductive bow of her mouth called to him and, leaning down, he drove his tongue between her lips. Gratifyingly, she opened up to him immediately. He deepened the kiss and swallowed her groan.
Carefully, he nudged her entrance, fed himself slowly into her wet heat.
He froze as she tensed. ‘Easy, anjo. Relax,’ he murmured soothingly against her mouth.
With a rough little sound she complied. Except now the tension was channelled into him. The feel of her closing around him threatened to tear him apart. Lying in the cradle of her hips, a sense of wonderment stole over him he’d never felt before. And he wasn’t afraid to admit it scared the hell out of him.
‘Theo.’ She said his name with a touch of imploration and frustration that ramped up his tension. Never had he wanted to make it more right for a sexual partner.
He pushed deeper and felt the resistance of her innocence. Those nails dug in. Pleasure roared through him as he pulled back and looked into her beguiling face.
A face that held a touch of apprehension and breathless anticipation.
‘Please, Theo. I want you.’
Her husky entreaty was the final straw. With a hoarsely muttered apology, he breached the flimsy barrier and buried himself deep inside her.
She made a sound of pain that pierced his heart then her head was rolling back on a long moan that echoed around the room. He waited until she had adjusted to him. Then he pulled out and rocked back in.
‘Meu deus,’ she voiced her wonder.
‘Inez…’ he waited until her glazed eyes focused on him, then he repeated the move ‘…tell me how you feel.’
‘Fantastico,’ she groaned, and Theo was sure she didn’t realise she spoke her native tongue.
Her fingers spiked into his hair and when he thrust into her, she met him with a bold thrust of her own. His breath hissed out.
‘You’re a fast learner, querida.’ He increased the tempo and gritted his teeth for control when she immediately matched his pace.
All too soon her back arched off the bed, her chest rising and falling in agitation as she neared her climax. Hot internal muscles rippled along his length and he shut his eyes for one split second to rein in his failing grip on reality. Leaning lower, he took one tight nipple and rolled it in his mouth. Her cry of pleasure was music to his ears. He treated its twin to the same attention then lowered himself on her. Sliding his arms under her shoulders he brought her flush against him and thrust in fast, deep movements.