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“If I hurt you, I mean...” I tried to explain.
He scoffed, pressing his forehead against mine. “No, you didn’t hurt me.”
“Then why are you angry?” I asked because it was the only emotion I could equate with the look on his face.
“I’m not angry, Raven. Fuck, do you have any idea what it’s doing to me to know I’m the first man who’s ever been with you?”
“Oh.”
I’d heard some men had a particular taste for virgins, but I’d just assumed that Nico wasn’t one of them given his constant, ready supply of women. All the ones I’d seen plastered on the Internet had struck me as experienced. If he wanted virgins, he probably could have ordered them up on a silver platter.
“Do you still hurt?” he asked while the muscles spasmed in his jaw.
“No, not really.”
It had come on strong, but it was nearly gone now. I felt stretched to the max, but it wasn’t painful exactly.
“Good,” he growled.
Some of the tension in him eased as he withdrew until only the tip of him remained inside me.
I almost whimpered, but he thrust back in, slower this time, making the coil inside me begin to wind. Again and again, and eventually, the stretched feeling began to ease like my body was changing to accommodate him, to fit him inside me perfectly. I’d always imagined sex to be an intrusive feeling, like an invasion of sorts. But it felt like he was filling me. Like there was a part of me that was previously empty, a part of me that I had no idea existed before.
He still held one of my arms above my head, but I reached for him with my free hand. I wanted to feel him; the hard planes of his body, the bunch and flex of muscle. My fingers traveled lower, down his back and then his ass where every new inch I covered was just as firm as the last.
The coil wound up tighter. I wrapped my legs around his waist. It was only then I realized he’d been holding back. With my hips tilted, he plunged in deeper, hitting the top of my cervix.
I cried out, the pain twisted as it traveled down the line and sent the coil spinning out of control.
Harder, faster. I squeezed my eyes shut against the onslaught of pleasure that was coming too fast. Too potent. No matter how I tried, I couldn’t slow it down.
Greta had said that orgasms during sex were rare for women, but I was on a fast climb. Moans tumbled out, one on top of the other. I couldn’t stop them any more than I could slow the building orgasm.
“You feel fucking incredible, Raven. So tight, so warm,” he ground out, thrusting faster.
I wanted to say something. I wanted to tell him that I’d never imagined sex could feel so good, but all that came out was a scream as I reached the top of my climb, and a kaleidoscope of sensation exploded inside me. His lips took mine as he picked up his pace, his teeth crimping my lower lip in between.
He groaned like I was hurting him, but the expression on his face wasn’t pained. His jaw was still clenched tight, but the look in his eyes mirrored the pleasure that coursed through my own body.
“So. Fucking. Tight,” he growled as my pussy spasmed around him. And then he thrust in once more, stilling deep inside me as he groaned through his own release.
He remained there for one blissful moment, but then he slipped out, and the emptiness I hadn’t realized I’d felt before came rushing back.
I recognized it now, and all I wanted was to feel it again.
He collapsed onto his back next to me and pulled me against him.
“You’re very unique, Raven Ferrari,” he said as I nestled in the crook of his arm.
A smile tugged at the corner of my lips, and I didn’t miss the single drop of blood that seeped into my mouth.
Chapter Twenty
Nico
Virgins were messy.
They were emotional, and clingy, and were generally not happy with being shoved out the door afterward. At least, that’s what I heard.
