“I won’t go further till you tell me to.” I nod, and he kisses my neck, diverting my attention to his tongue trailing up my neck instead of the discomfort of the crown of his nine-inch penis inside of me.
“Christ,” I whimper and exhale slowly. “Just do it, go all the way in. I can’t bear it.”
“Ezra, are you sure?”
“Yes, please, just do it before I change my mind,” I mumble into his neck, and Damien nods.
“Okay, try not to tense, or it will hurt more. I’m going to go in hard and deep.” He explains, and I nod and suck in a deep breath and hold it.
“Ezra, breathe.” I exhale, and just as I do, Damien thrusts into me fully with one hard stroke. I scream and bite down on his shoulder when a blinding pain shoots through me, bringing tears to my eyes.
“Ahhhh, fuck.” I faintly hear Damien groan, and he stills, his lips on my throat. His shoulders rise and fall quickly while I whimper through the red-hot pain. Damien draws back a little to look into my flushed face.
“Are you okay?” I nod mutely; I couldn’t stop the quaking of my body and sigh when he brushes my tears away. “That’s the worst of it over with. It’s going to feel uncomfortable for a little bit whilst your body adapts to my size, then it will gradually feel better and better.”
“Okay.”
Damien drops a kiss on my lips. “You’re so incredibly tight. Your pussy is gripping my cock like a damn vice, and you have no idea how hard I’m fighting with myself not to fuck you senseless right now.” I groan in response when he nips at my ear while he speaks to me in a low and hoarse tone causing an unfamiliar heat to rush through me.
“Damien.” I mewl, the pain of his member stretching me out pushed to the back of my mind. I couldn’t concentrate on anything when he spoke to me like that.
“Ezra, you’re driving me crazy.” He whispers throatily while he gathers my arms and pins them above my head, holding them down with one hand while the other grips my hip.
I rock my hips a little assessing the feeling, it stung, but it wasn’t as bad. I feel Damien smile against my jaw. “That’s it, baby, feel it out.” I gasp a little, rocking my hips back and forth, slowly allowing my body to soak up the feeling of being filled entirely by him. Damien watches me with hungry eyes, but he doesn’t move and lets me explore until all the pain disappears and my head spins with the new sensations he was bestowing me with.
Damien’s lips glide over mine, parting them before his tongue seeks out my own. When he starts moving, I try to ignore the dull ache and concentrate on the feel of his lips on mine. “Fuck Ezra, you feel so fucking good.” Damien groans, biting down on my bottom lip before he sucks it and releases it, eliciting a breathy moan from deep within me.
With each thrust, the pleasure was unlike anything I’d ever imagined. Damien pulls back from our spine-tingling kiss and moans throatily, his thrusts growing harder and deeper, more urgent. “Goddamn, Ezra.” He growls, licking down my throat, stopping to bite and suck hard.
“Ohhhh Damien,” I lament, tightening my fingers around his that had mine pinned down to the bed. I was lost someplace between heaven and earth. Everything got real hot fast, and my body took over, leaving me powerless as it tenses and pulses uncontrollably.
“Come for me, pretty girl.” Damien moans while he continues to pound into me, his hips slamming into mine.
“I…don’t…oh god…I…” I pant breathless and swallow my final words when Damien kisses me roughly.
“Don’t fight it, baby, let it go. I can feel you’re about to come.” Raw heat fires through me, and I feel my walls clamping down around him as I come apart in his arms, screaming his name repeatedly, and he does the same; with a growl, he throbs and spasms exploding with me, and we rock against each other, milking every last wave of our orgasm.
And just like that, I was his. I would never admit that out loud, but mind, body, and soul, I was his.
Panting, Damien pulls his head back at looks at me, “You ok?”
I peel my eyes open and nod, “Holy shit.” I pant.
Damien grins sexily, pressing his lips to mine chastely. “Indeed.” I gasp when he lands a hard slap on my left buttock, and I moan. He slides out of me, and I groan in protest when I feel empty.
Damien bites his lip, pressing up against me again; he tangles his fingers in my hair, tugs my head back, and kisses up my throat. I quiver when he nips at my ear. “I can fuck you tirelessly through the night, Ezra, but you’re still new to this. Don’t push yourself. We have time.” He whispers and kisses my jaw before he pulls back and looks down at the bed, his brows fusing.
“What is it?”
“Stay there.” Damien shifts off of the bed and walks toward the bathroom. I lean up and wince when I feel an ache between my legs. I gasp, horrified when I see the bloodstains on the bedsheets. Damien comes back with a washcloth.
“Is this…is this much blood normal?” I question, and he nods, pushing me back down on the bed and pressing the warm washcloth over my thighs and vagina, cleaning off the blood.
“Everyone is different, but bleeding after sex the first time is normal, especially if your first time is rough and with a well-endowed man.” I chew on my bottom lip, my cheeks burning under his intense stare. “Are you sore?”
I nod. “Very.”
I take his hand, and he lifts me off the bed. “Get cleaned up for bed while I change these.”