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‘Fuck… Serafina,’ I heard myself groan out loud.
Then it was over.
I fell forward, with one hand on the bed beside her and pumped my shaft faster as I aimed towards her body. Long, hot strings of cum spread out over her, from her shoulders, over her nipples, her stomach and down between her legs, as I marked her as mine.
My exertions had me collapsing over her, but not wanting to crush her, I placed a kiss on her neck and pushed up onto my elbows. Within minutes of me getting my breath back, while resting my head on her shoulder, I felt her lips at my neck as she kissed and licked her way from my ear to my collarbone, and my cock was once again erect.
I shifted position slightly between her legs.
‘Open your legs wide, little bird.’
Immediately she responded and did as I’d asked. I supported my weight on my right elbow and with my left hand I guided the head of my cock to her soaking wet entrance.
The sensation of touching my feverish skin to her warm, wet flesh nearly unmanned me.
‘Salvatore.’ My name fell from her mouth in a plea for more.
With my eyes refocussed on her, I pushed into her entrance as slowly as I could. With only the head of my cock inside her I stilled. But even though I’d frozen, trapped within the confines of her pussy, waves of pleasure rushed through me.
‘Fuck… you’re so tight, Serafina… So fucking tight.’
Her hands, which had wrapped around me while I rested on her, came up and over my shoulders. Moving completely on instinct she pulled me to her and pressed downwards, trying to get me to push further inside her.
‘Salvatore, please. I need you.’
I’d never been tender with anyone before, I’d only ever fucked. I knew I might hurt her, but wasn’t strong enough to deny what we both needed and pushed myself in as far as her exquisite tightness would allow.
‘Ahhh.’ A small cry of pain left her, and once again I stilled. I brushed my fingers through her hair, needing to touch her, and concentrated on her face until finally the sting of losing her virginity left her. As her eyes at last opened to find mine, I pushed again until her tight little pussy had adapted enough to take as much of me as I felt she was able.
Tenderly pushing her hair off her face with my fingers, I began to rock gently in and out until I could feel she’d relaxed enough to accommodate me. When her nails dug into my traps and her pussy flooded around me with a wet warmth, I let what we both needed control my actions. Quickening the pace, we both lost ourselves to our bodies’ demands and chased our second orgasms.
Her head began to turn from side to side as her primal instincts took over. Her hips met me thrust for thrust and she became something feral in my hold. When her eyes found mine again, she glared meaningfully at me as she silently dared me to take hold of her, to consume her, and I understood for the first time that I’d met my match in the captivating and intelligent woman I’d married. I thrust inside as hard as I dared until a suppressed scream left her beautiful mouth as she once again found her release. Her eyes closed briefly in acceptance of what we were, and I held her close until my body also let go and I was momentarily pulled from the darkness into the light and from pain to pleasure.
CHAPTER TWENTY
SERAFINA
‘Wake up.’A deep, gravelly sounding voice found my ears.
Being sound asleep one second and abruptly brought around by a voice I didn’t straightaway recognise, made my body go on to full alert.
I opened my eyes and after moving my head, I attempted to focus on the half-naked man standing beside me. Loose, grey, lounge pants hung low down on his hips, revealing his well-defined Adonis girth, which made my fingertips twitch in anticipation. Feeling my parched mouth become even more dry, I raised my eyes up and over his washboard abdominals, the bulging ink-covered forearms that were crossed over his broad chest, and his prominent Adam’s apple, to find the slightly amused face of the man I’d married. His hair was back to being its normal unruly self, with its longer strands hanging down in front of his eyes. And his eyes, although creased at the edges as he watched me trying to convince my body to wake up, seemed even darker surrounded by his coal-coloured eyelashes and framed by his hair.
Even now, I could see he was fighting a war inside himself. His eyes were showing he was entertained by me, but every muscle in his body was taut and exposed how tense he was.
‘Good morning,’ I spoke, attempting to cut through the weird atmosphere around us.
‘Morning,’ he offered and superficially he smiled back at me.
Unable to help myself, I grinned back and unconsciously lifted a hand towards him. His eyes followed my movement, but his arms remained fixed firmly in place and trying to save face, I stretched both my arms above my head and forced out a yawn, while I pretended it had never happened.
My husband was certainly a conundrum, one I knew wouldn’t be solved in just a mere twenty-four hours. I dug down deep and shelved the sharp feeling of rejection and focussed back on our wedding night.
My husband.
The man who had kept me awake until four o’clock this morning, as he schooled me in the pleasures of the flesh. I felt my face heat up at my thoughts and trying to distract the man who I already knew could read me too damn well, I rolled over and onto my back as I stretched out my aching limbs. Dull pain found me in places I knew I hadn’t ever felt before and I became aware that down below I still felt a little sore and swollen. The pleasure we had found together the previous night began to flood back.
I turned my head away from Salvatore in a bid to stop him from reading the satisfied expression I knew my face would soon be showing. The man might have tried to convince me he had minimal feelings for me, but I could still see him in the early hours of this morning as he’d picked me up from our bed and had placed me in the warm bath that I knew he’d run especially for me. He’d tended to me, pressing a cool washcloth against the swollen and sore flesh between my legs. Then he’d dried me like a parent would a child and carried me back to bed.
