He froze.
“I’m sorry,” Sin whispered. “Does it hurt much?”
Callie swallowed and shook her head. The pain was already subsiding into a dull ache as her body stretched to accommodate the large size of him. It had just startled her. Since she had already lost her maidenhead, she’d expected tonight to be free of pain. At least that was what she’d been told.
He braced himself on his arms to look down at her. Callie stared up at his face and the concern in his eyes as she felt him deep and hard inside her body. He was so incredibly handsome.
“I am fine, Sin.” She offered him a timid smile. It was so very intimate to look at him while they were joined this way.
With every breath he took, she could feel him throbbing inside her. Feel him rigid and hard all over and in her.
Instinctively, she moved her hips, drawing him in deeper as her muscles tightened around his shaft. He growled in response and a look of such pleasure crossed his face that it spurred her to bolder actions as she writhed beneath him.
Sin held his breath at the sight of her lying beneath him while she milked his body with hers. He held himself rigidly still even though it was killing him. He wanted her to want him, to not fear the desires of her own body.
She should take as much pleasure from this night as he did. More so, in fact. And he loved watching her discover her sexual power and bliss as he did the same.
Growling at how good she felt, he thrusted himself deeper into her. They hissed in unison.
Never once had he dreamed making love could be like this. Never had he dared to hope of a night where he could be with a woman so unreservedly and know that she was with him by her own free will.
Her red curls fanned out on either side of her face, reminding him of some beautiful fey creature who had stumbled upon him and claimed him with her magic. And she felt so good surrounding him. Surely there was no better pleasure than her warmth.
She ran her hands over his chest, up his arms and brushed them through his hair.
He lowered himself to her and gathered her into his arms. Then slowly, very slowly, he began to gently rock himself between her thighs.
Callie sighed in pleasure at the feel of him so deep, hard and strong inside her. How could she have forgotten this? She wrapped her arms around him and listened to his rapid breathing as he moved.
Arching her back to draw him in even deeper, she kissed his uninjured shoulder and inhaled the scent of him. He quickened his thrusts, sliding himself in and out of her, deeper and deeper. Her head spun from the sensations of his skin on hers, of his breath against her neck.
She breathed his name as she clung to him and met him stroke for stroke. Her body felt out of control. She was hot and tingly. And just as she was sure she would die from the pleasure of him, her body erupted into an ecstasy so intense that she screamed from it.
Sin ground his teeth at the sensation of her body gripping his while he kissed her deeply. Holding her tighter, he felt his own body release. With one last forceful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her and felt the waves of pleasure rippling through him as gave her a part of him he’d never given another single soul.
He lay completely still holding her for what seemed an eternity and yet it seemed no time at all.
“Is it always like that?” she asked, her voice awed.
Sin drew a ragged breath as he drifted down from heaven, back into his body. “I don’t know.”
He tensed as soon as the words left his lips.
She looked at him curiously. “Don’t know or you won’t tell me?”
He started to cover the slip with a lie and yet he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Nay, he wouldn’t lie to her. Not after she had given so much.
Embarrassed, he looked away. “I’ve never been with a woman before tonight.”
Callie was shocked by his confession. How could that be? She’d heard numerous rumors of his sexual conquests from other women in London.
Of course, she’d also heard that he ate small children every morn, and had horns that sprouted from his forehead whenever he neared a church.
“What of our wedding night?” she asked.
That familiar tic started in his jaw. “You passed out before we finished.”
“But the blood that was on me and in my bed? Where did it come from?”
