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“Open your legs,” he demands.
“No,” I snarl back.
His steel-gray eyes spark with bloodlust and determination.
He pries my legs open, but I fight him. Raising his hand, Lucian repeatedly smacks my butt until I’m straining to get away from him and screamingouch, ouch, ouch. He grabs me by the thigh and pins me to the mattress, shoving my other leg open and locking it down with his knee.
He takes a hard swat at my pussy and warns me, “Be still or I take out my belt.”
Nostrils flaring, I stop fighting him. My senses are heightened and everything inside me is vibrating like a tuning fork. I heave in long draughts of air as I relax my legs, letting them fall open inch by inch.
I can feel his control deserting him as he fists his cock and rubs it against my clit and then down my slit.
He groans. “Fuck Christ, my dirty girl is drenched.”
My juices slather the crown of his cock. His lips part as he watches one bead catch, drip, and roll down his shaft. Proof of what our scuffle has done to me.
Eyes hard and determined, Lucian notches his cock to my opening and presses in. I squirm beneath him, the girth of him uncomfortably stretching my unused cunt.
This is nothing like his fingers.
My eyes widen. I curl my fingers into his shoulders, drag them down his chest and draw blood. The hard jut of his jaw above me tells me nothing’s going to stop him. And when he hits a thin layer of resistance, he simply bursts through it.
Fuck!It burns and feels like I’m being stretched to the breaking point. I hiss and slap him twice on the chest. “Oh God, it hurts.”
He takes my mouth and laps at my tongue to distract me from the pain, but he doesn’t stop pushing until he’s bottomed out.
Good God, he’s in.
Finally.
“Relax, precious, relax,” he croons, pulling out of my slippery, tight sheath and then pushing back in.
Despite the traces of pain, I shudder at the slow drag of his cock. He’s kissing me again, and that helps, too. Soon, the pain subsides and if I rock my hips ever so slightly, it even feels good. I try again, a little harder. He drops his head and groans into the crook of my neck. A few more deep kisses, a few more slow and steady thrusts, and I’m urging my hips to meet his. We repeat it over and over again until we’re swaying in a defined rhythm.
“Look at you, taking this fucking like a good girl. Red pussy stretched to take my cock, the way you were meant to.”
My inner muscles flex around his shaft. Now that the pain is gone, I kinda want him to go harder. And that inner clenching must signal to him that I’m ready because his thrusts increase.
He hits a special spot and stars explode in my vision. I kick at his back for more, mewling and keening loudly, but he keeps his pace steady.
Frustrated, I beg, “More. More.”
Thank God, he gives it to me, thrusting hard enough for his balls to slap against my ass. Intense pleasure overtakes me. My legs wrap tightly around his hips as he pounds into me, hitting the same crazy spot. Each time, I get carried deeper until I spiral headlong into a screaming, writhing climax.
My limbs thrash in ecstasy as my inner walls grip and milk his cock.
He buries his face in my mane and ruts into me, grunting and growling. Then he floods me, just like he said he would.
My body goes limp and he collapses on top of me. He’s heavy but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Eventually he shifts off me slightly and I mourn the loss. He gently eases his cock out. Come oozes out, painting both of our thighs.
He wraps an arm around my waist, pulls me in close to him, and swings a leg over my legs. Laying his head on my breast, he lets out a satisfied sigh like he’s put in a good day’s work.
In awe, I whisper, “I came. Even though it was my first time, I came on…”
I swallow and open my mouth to finish the phrase, but he answers for me. “My cock.”
“Yeah,” I reply.
