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I focused all my energy on relaxing, though the muscles in my legs ached, trying to close without my permission. I planted my lower lip between my teeth to brace myself as Scribe slowly pushed forward.

Almost immediately, my eyes slammed shut as I cried out in pain.

My fingers dug into his back as I held deadly still and I rode out his intrusion.

It took a few seconds, but when he stopped moving, I opened my eyes slowly and sucked in a deep breath. I could feel him inside me.

I didn’t know how he fit, but he did.

His massive, gloriously thick cock was inside me.

A single tear fell from my right eye as I looked up at him.

“You’re now mine forever, Princess,” he said with all seriousness, wiping away my lone tear. “Forever.”

“Forever,” I whispered as he pushed in a little deeper before pulling out a smidge, then gently pushing back in. The pain was still there, but nothing near the initial intrusion. Now, it almost felt good as my body quickly grew accustomed to his large size.

My fingers, that were minutes ago digging into his back, now loosened as I held him close to me. That must have been all the encouragement he needed, as his hips started to swirl, pushing in and out of me.

Before I knew it, I moaned as relief washed across his face.

As a tiny smile appeared on my lips, Scribe immediately brought his mouth down to kiss me, never losing his gentle rhythm.

My pussy still throbbed with intensity, but the pain was gradually subsiding.

I couldn’t believe I just lost my virginity to the sexiest man alive.

And he wanted me.

Forever.

Chapter Twenty-One

Scribe

Holy fuck!

She had the tightest fucking pussy on the planet.

I was in nirvana.

If this was heaven, I was converting to Christianity tomorrow.

Fuck me. I never wanted to leave her pussy again.

I could’ve died a happy man, right there.

I wanted to do this for hours, days, weeks, months, for the rest of my life.

Fuck. I needed to focus.

I wasn’t sure how long I’d been going at it and I knew she wouldn’t have the stamina to go all night.

My girl was new to sex and would need rest soon.

She would need time to recover.

Focused on the task at hand, I thought about what I’d just done and what I planned on doing in the future. Like making a rule that when she was in my room, she could only wear lingerie and I fucking knew she had a buttload of those frilly, lacy outfits.

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