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His mouth slams down on mine, and I can taste myself on his lips.

His cock slides inside me, just the tip, but it still stretches me. I gasp against his lips, and he stills, reaching between us to play with my clit. “You okay?”

I nod. “Yes, don’t stop.”

He watches my expression closely, and then slowly slides in farther. A pinch of pain has me gritting my teeth. “Fuck, princess. You feel so fucking good.”

My hands cup his face, and we look into each other’s eyes as he pushes the rest of the way in. He’s gentle and patient with me. He slowly starts to move inside me, and it feels so good I could get addicted to this. His forearms frame my head, his weight pinning me to the mattress.

I feel so full and connected to him.

And when we finish together, I know I’m right where I’m meant to be.

As his wife.

SUIT

She was a virgin.

I’d never been with a virgin before, and I wanted to make it good for her.

When I gently pull out, I see the blood on the head of my cock, and possession fills me. Planting a soft kiss on her forehead, I head to the bathroom and get a warm cloth to clean her up. She studies me with a soft, sated look—one I could get used to. Lying back next to her, I pull her into my arms, and something warm settles in my chest. Right now, I can’t remember the reasons I fought so hard against this marriage, against getting to know her. I didn’t plan on sleeping with her. I came to explain to her that I wasn’t covering her up because I was embarrassed of her, far from it.

I was fucking jealous.

I didn’t want Pyro or any of the men seeing her like that before I had her. Maybe she should go back to wearing those loose dresses she first arrived in.

Her palm lands on my chest, and she runs her fingers through the light patch of hair there. I can’t remember the last time I had sex like that, missionary vanilla sex, but it felt right for her first time.

I enjoyed it. She made me so fucking hard, and knowing that she’s only been with me made it even hotter.

“That was amazing,” she breathes out, and my lips twitch. “Can we do it again?”

Laughing, I lift her on top of me so she’s straddling me. “We can do that as many times as you want tonight. Sit on my face. I need to get you ready again. I don’t want you to be too sore tomorrow.”

“You can again… so fast?”

Fuck, she’s so innocent. I’m going to destroy her.

Tapping her hips, I tell her again, “Elena, sit on my face. Now.”

She freezes, then clears her throat. “Are you sure? I don’t want to suffocate you or something⁠—”

“If I die, I die. Quickly, I’m hungry.”

She hesitantly straddles my head and then lowers herself. Her hands grip onto the headboard for dear life. Pulling her down onto me, I moan as her cunt reaches my mouth. She relaxes, starting to grind against me.

“Play with those pretty pierced nipples for me, princess,” I rasp, then put my mouth back on her. I love eating her pussy. It makes me so fucking hard. I like that I can share this with her, but I doubt she’d be on board with some of my other kinks.

She comes in my mouth, and I lap it all up.

Then I lift and move her until she’s right above my hard cock. “Ride me, princess. Show me how well your pussy can take me,” I order, and she places her palms back down on my chest and slowly lowers herself onto me, inch by inch.

Her eyes stay on mine.

I fucking love being watched, usually when I’m fucking someone, but her steady gaze seems to give me the same thrill and excitement. Seeing the surprise, lust, and innocence play out in her pale green eyes has me fucking gone for her.

She slowly starts to move her hips, sliding back and forth, chasing her own pleasure.