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The mattress caved as my head knocked back and I gasped his name.
It was torturous, the things he was doing to me, sweet torture, and I didn’t want it to stop. Like crippling waves, he advanced and receded, bringing me to the edge of some abyss I wanted to fall into before pulling me back. Something coiled and wound tightly deep and low within me, until my body was begging for a release that was just out of reach.
My muscles twitched and shivered when he came to an abrupt stop. He rose to kiss me softly and I felt the thickness of his arousal against me.
“Relax for me,mea luna. I’ll go slow.” His breath was heavy, forehead pressed to mine as our gazes met, his eyes overflowing with adoration. “I’ll be gentle, but it’ll hurt at first.”
I closed my eyes, focusing to breathe through the nervousness that nipped at my stomach. He kissed me softly, his hands gliding over my skin, helping me to relax. I couldn’t prepare fully for it, though, and I gasped at the sharp pain that overtook me as he entered me.
“Just breathe for me,mea luna,” he groaned against my neck. “Tell me if it gets to be too much.”
I hung onto him, nails digging into his shoulders as he moved slowly, stretching me.
God, when did it end? Was this what it was like? Did it feel like this every time? I breathed deeply, the pain reaching deeper as I tried to relax, but I struggled. No matter what I did, though, everything in my body tensed, overwhelmed by the invasion. For a moment I couldn’t hold back the urge to resist, to push him back.
Damien halted, panting. He didn’t retreat, but he didn’t push farther. “Gods, I’m sorry,mea luna. Am I going to fast?”
He lifted his face, kissing me softly before resting his forehead against me. The muscles of his arms twitched against my skin as he braced himself above me. His damp dark curls spilled around my face, and I lost myself in those powerful eyes.
I forced composure across my face, the pain easing at his pause. “Don’t stop.” I lifted my hands to cup his face, and I kissed his lips softly. “Just… go slow.”
The pain subsided a little, but faintly remained as my body adjusted to accommodate him. When he continued it grew worse until tears dotted my eyes.
“Almost there,mea luna,” he whispered in my ear. When I didn’t respond he took it upon himself to finish it once and for all, slicing through till I’d absorbed every inch of him, and I cried out, nails sinking into his arms.
His hand brushed my hair from my face as my body trembled. “Sorry,mea luna. It’s done now, it’s done. Just breathe for me.”
I smiled weakly up at him, and he kissed me. Not hungrily, not heavily, just… tenderly, in a way that touched my soul. We laid there like that for a long while, and he didn’t make any advances, simply allowing me the grace of a moment’s reprieve.
The tender stroke of his fingers along the ridges of my face distracted me from the discomfort, and his lips caressed my skin, leaving sweet kisses until he found my lips again. His hand slid down between us, brushing right above where we were connected, and I moaned against his lips. Something replaced the discomfort, my body relaxing. Then he moved, sliding back till he almost left me fully.
I frowned. I felt so empty without him. It was such a strange sensation, considering it had been so painful just moments before. When he returned, sliding back in, I wasn’t prepared for the pleasure that spread through me.
Like a wave crashing into me.
I gasped as he slid forward in gentle thrusts that grew more powerful each time. He didn’t stop there, and each time I felt him fill me I could feel something foreign building, my body tensing in response.
“Relax,mea luna. Let it happen.” I couldn’t explain the feeling that gripped me, and I closed my eyes, my head tilting back as I began to lose touch with myself.
In a rush of movement, he lifted me from the mattress, and whipped around so that we were sitting on the edge of the bed. I settled into his lap, straddling him, but despite the switching of positions we remained connected. The way he fit inside me now, it felt different, and I moaned involuntarily, my head falling back.
At some point, sweat had replaced the water on our skin. I brushed the hair from his face, kissing his forehead as I hung onto him. His skin glistened, and he was absolutely beautiful to behold, but I could only gaze on him for a moment. His hands grasped my hips as he ground me against him, and I gasped as my forehead fell against his.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he groaned.
He reached a deeper part of me that I didn’t think was possible and I started to feel the rhythm, moving my hips against him. Each time I did, the pressure built until I couldn’t stand it any longer. My head fell forward into the crook of his neck, and I struggled to breathe properly.
“Damien, I don’t—” I struggled to speak, desperate at this point. I needed something, but I didn’t quite know what it was that I was so desperate for. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him, needing him. We fit together so beautifully, so perfectly that I felt as if he was a piece of me I’d been missing. I was melting into his being.
“Please,” I moaned into his ear. I couldn’t breathe fast enough, and my skin was left molten in the wake of his touch.
His hands gripped me tighter, nails biting into my skin, and he began to move me faster, raising his hips to meet me with each stroke as he penetrated me deeper until he filled me entirely.
I moaned and my head fell back as he held me, feeling the sensation peak until I couldn’t stand it anymore. I felt his gaze on me as he ground himself into me furiously. I held onto him, as if I were afraid that I might lose myself entirely if I let him go.
“Come for me, mea luna,” he said through gritted teeth. His voice was rough as it rumbled from his throat, his hands twitching as they clung to me.
Needing whatever it was that tormented me now, my body moved against his. I fell in pace with the delicious rhythm he created between us, and my hips moved, meeting each of his thrusts in full force.
