Captive Bride (The Secret Bride 1)

I place my finger at her entrance and ease my way in, knowing this is the first thing that has ever been inside of her. Her hips lift and her breath hitches. She places her hands on my back but doesn’t stop me. I push my finger deeper inside and her breath turns to a moan.

“Does that feel good?” I ask.

She closes her eyes, bites her lower lip, and nods.

I pull out my finger only to push it back in— a little deeper this time.

“It feels so… it feels so full,” she says.

And that is going to be the problem. My dick is far from small, and if my finger is snug in her tight little hole, then this is going to hurt, and I don’t want that. Determined to try my best in getting her body accustomed to the stretch, I begin adding the tip of a second finger to open her hole just a little wider. Luckily her juices flow freely, and I have no friction or need for additional lubrication. Her body responds to my touch which has my own body lighting up with fire.

What had started as feeling like I had no choice but to fuck her, has turned into me not being able to picture anything but. I want her. I want Ember possibly more than I have ever wanted anyone before.

“I’m adding a second finger. I need to get you prepared for my size. If this hurts, tell me.”

When I add the second finger fully and begin pumping it in and out, Ember opens her eyes and looks at me. “I like it. Is that bad?”

I lean down and kiss her softly on the lips, fingers still inside of her. “That’s very good. I want you to like this. I want you to love this.”

“Can we do it now?” she asks softly. “I’m ready.”

I pull my fingers out and position myself on top of her, nudging her legs further apart with my knees. I make eye contact with her as I position my cock at her entrance. “Are you sure?”

She nods and holds on to my back as I slowly press inside. Once I get the tip in, I pause so she can adjust to the feeling.

“Take me,” she says as she pulls me closer to her with her hands and lifts her hips up to force me deeper inside.

With one fluid motion, I press on, feeling the pop of a barrier as she cries out. I pause and kiss her as passionately as I possibly can to distract her from any pain. She kisses me back with just as much desire, and I know I can continue on.

I pull out slowly and then push back in, not feeling the resistance like before. Over and over, I thrust, kissing her as I do. When I pull away just enough to look into her face, I see tears in the corners of her eyes.

“Are you doing okay?” I ask.

“I’ve never felt so… so close to anyone.” A tear falls from her eye as she lifts her head and presses it into my neck.

She holds me tight as we make love for the first time. And though I am taking great care in preventing any discomfort, I still worry. I want her to enjoy this. I want her to look back at this moment and feel nothing but love and tenderness.

“I feel alive,” she murmurs against my neck. “I feel free.”

In and out, I move, feeling my own level of connection that I struggle to process. This woman in my arms needs me. This woman wants me. This woman is truly giving herself to me. She isn’t holding back, or protecting her heart, or thinking of anything else but me. I can feel it. I can feel how wholeheartedly she is giving herself to me.

I feel it.

“Christopher,” she moans.

“It’s okay, Ember. Allow those feelings to rush in. Don’t be afraid.”

Her moans deepen and her breath speeds up. Her fingers dig into my back as her body spasms beneath me.

“Come for me,” I say as I push my cock deeper inside of her. “Release it all.”

Her inner walls milk my cock, and I know I don’t have long at all. As she releases a delicate mewl, her head falls back on the mattress, and her eyes are closed in completion.

Not being able to hold back any longer, I pull out of her quickly as a rush of come leaves my body and splatters on her belly. As my body spasms every last bit of completion, I look down on her face and see true bliss. She appears almost spiritual in the way her smile lights up her face.

Very slowly, her eyes open up and she stares up at me with the most perfect blue I have ever seen.