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My cock is leaking a steady stream of precum in my breeches, and I’m hard as granite and feel like I could burst at any moment, but I ignore it. Giving my Amelia her first taste of pleasure is more important to me than my own right now.
“Yes, sweet girl,” I encourage her when I see she's on the cusp of shattering.
She goes tense in my arms, and I latch onto her clit and suck gently while flicking my tongue across it in circles.
“Julian!” she screams out my name in a long, keening sound as her entire body convulses in my grasp.
I greedily drink up her release and hold her up to keep her from falling as her entire body goes limp.
I gather her into my arms as I stand, holding her cradled against my chest. Her silky curls fall over my bare arms, and I stroke my fingers through them, pushing them back out of her flushed face as I drop a tender kiss onto her forehead.
Mine.
Myqueen.
MyAmelia.
Myeverything.
Now it's time to make her mine in every way.
ChapterFive
Amelia
My body feels like jelly as Julian carries me over to the huge canopy bed. He lays me gently on it and without ever breaking eye contact with me, begins unlacing his breeches.
It's funny. I never really noticed before that they don't zip or button like those from my world. Instead, they are held up with laces, and there’s something so erotic about hearing him pull the laces through the loops.
My eyes widen when he shucks them off and his huge erection springs free. Julian is huge everywhere, so it shouldn't surprise me he's so well-endowed there too.
His swollen length is long and thick as it rises up to almost touch his belly button. I look at the monster he's packing between his legs with trepidation. It doesn't look like there's any way he'll fit inside my tiny body.
He must see the look on my face because he leans over and begins kissing me gently. I soften underneath him immediately as his tongue reassures me. His hands stroke over my entire body, and I feel him climb atop me on the bed. The bed dips as he settles his weight around me with his thighs on either side of my hips.
His swollen appendage trails across my stomach, leaving a trail of moisture in its wake. I marvel at how his erection can feel so velvety soft yet so hard at the same time.
I whimper when Julian lines himself up with me and starts pressing into me. It stings as he stretches me, but he shushes me with gentle kisses on my lips again. His tongue mates with mine softly, and his big arms wrap around my back and hold me close to his chest as he continues to slowly invade my body in a way no one has ever done before.
He's impossibly big, and while the steady pressure of him stretching me beyond my limits is painful, I also take pleasure in the way he's holding me and kissing me and whispering words of love and devotion in my ears.
“You're doing so good, sweet child. You were made for me, Amelia. My queen, my love, my everything. You just don't know how long I've waited for you.”
His words make me feel cherished, so when he finally breaks through that last barrier of my innocence by punching his hips hard against mine and seating himself fully inside me, the sharp sting feels like a rebirthing.
I gasp at the pain and cling to him while he strokes his fingers through my hair and along my back, soothing me as he holds himself still and allows my body to adjust to him.
“There, there. You did so good, my sweet little rose. It's over now. I promise I will turn all your pain into pleasure.” He groans. “Fuck, you feel so good, my sweet girl.”
I look up at him and see his jaw harden. The muscles in his arms and chest are taut with the effort it’s taking him to be still while he allows me to adjust to him, and my heart soars in gratitude. He's powerful enough he could do anything he wanted to me, yet he's taking me into consideration and holding himself back—painfully it looks like—to make sure I'm okay.
I feel so full with his length inside me. He feels hot and heavy and pulsing.
I wiggle my hips, attempting to get more comfortable. A guttural groan rumbles up from his chest. It causes me to involuntarily clench around him. It’s such a sexy, primal male sound of satisfaction, and it turns me on to no end. I want to hear him make more of those sounds.
I move my hips against him again and feel him slide inside me. My eyes widen at the pleasurable friction it creates.
“Amelia,” he croaks my name out. “I've got to move, sweet girl. I can't hold back any longer.”
