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Keeping one hand on her, I brought the other to her core and lightly touched her through the thin silk of her shorts. Her heat scorched me.“What is this, naughty girl? You’ve made a wet spot through your shorts,” I tutted.
Elena reddened, her pupils huge and black, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her nipples were hard points, sitting high and proud under her fine camisole, begging to be sucked.
“Shall I lick that up for you?” I asked, shifting so my cock didn’t bore a hole through my pants. I needed to be naked and nine inches deep in this woman, but first, I’d make her come with my tongue and loosen her up as much as possible. My tight little angel was going to find it a stretch to take me.
“Is that what you want?” I asked again, slipping a finger into the waistband of her shorts and tugging them down.
Elena raised her hips, and they slid smoothly off. Fuck. Naked from the waist down, she was breathtakingly beautiful.
“Yes, I want that… and more. I want all of it. I want you to be my first,” she said in a rush.
I spread her knees apart so she was open to my hungry eyes. “I’ll be your first, angel, and your last. This isn’t a fleeting thing between us. This is it… the beginning of the rest of your life,” I told her firmly.
Her eyes widened.
“Tell me you don’t want that,” I demanded, daring her to lie to me.
“If I did? Would you stop?” she asked, her hand sinking into my hair.
I held her gaze a moment longer and lowered my head to lick her. She cried out at the first touch of my tongue burrowing through her folds, reaching for that pearl of pleasure hidden in the puffy, swollen flesh. I couldn’t answer her because we both knew the answer.
No. I would never let her go. I would find a way to make her love me like I loved her.
I licked her slow and steady, and she rose quickly, fucking her core against my face.
“Rafe! I can’t–I can’t-,” she broke off, her hips frenzied and rising off the bed.
“You can and you will.” I spoke against her, burrowing my tongue right back where she liked it, and just like that, she exploded in my arms.
I lapped up her pleasure and then prowled over her before her mound had stopped twitching. “This might hurt, angel, so let’s get it over with.”
I kissed her hard, swirling my tongue against hers and letting her taste her sweetness. The head of my cock prodded against her slick entrance.
“I’m not on birth control!” she said suddenly, regaining her senses enough to realize.
I stilled immediately. Fuck. I had nothing resembling birth control in the apartment.
“Why did you stop?” she asked when I failed to move.
I blinked down at her.“I thought you wanted me to,” I rasped, struggling to keep my sanity when all I could think about was the way her juices were coating the head of my hardness. I might go crazy if I didn’t enter her soon.
“No. I didn’t want you to stop. I just wanted you to know,” she said, flexing her hips below me. “Pregnancy isn’t a worry for me.”
No doubt, a fair few dancers lost their periods with the intense training and pressure to remain slim. I thought back to Elena’s threadbare apartment and pitiful kitchen. Something primitive and possessive as hell blossomed inside me.
“Unless the slim chance freaks you out,” she said when I still hesitated.
“It doesn’t freak me out, angel. Nothing about you does. It worries me you’ve been hungry or struggled. It makes me mad. I only just met you, and I wish I could have been taking care of you for much longer. I’m going to fuck you now and let the cards fall where they may… because I want everything with you, Elena,” I said thickly, meaning every word, and just like that, I sank inside her.
I was right about it being a tight fit. Deliciously tight, or it would be if it weren’t for Elena’s grunt of pain. She was wet, and I slid in easily enough to begin with, but then she gripped my entire length with muscles so strong that I felt like a virgin myself. She was so strong, her body was a finely tuned instrument lined with muscle, and I was the blunt object trying to thrust inside. The feeling was overwhelming. I rested my forehead against hers, breathing roughly like I’d run a marathon. To be fair, my self-discipline had.
“I thought all you wanted when you brought me here was to see me dance again,” Elena breathed in my ear. She was distracting herself from the pain. My girl was strong.
“Sure it was. I just didn’t finish the sentence. From the moment I saw you, I wanted to see you dance again, with my ring on your finger and my cum drying in your panties. I wanted you to belong to me, and in return, I would make you a queen of this city,” I muttered, nudging in and out now, sinking a little deeper each time.
“A queen of what? The underworld?” she teased me, rolling her hips, clearly getting past the pain. Thank fuck, because my endurance at this slow and steady inching was reaching a breaking point.
“Royalty is still royalty, angel,” I reminded her and gave a final push.
