“You’re so beautiful, freckles.” Damien’s voice rasped as he parted my thighs farther apart. “I’m sorry if this is uncomfortable.”
That was the only warning he gave me before my insides tensed as they were stretched and invaded. My eyes flew open, and a strangled whimper passed my lips. My hands latched onto Damien’s thick arms as he stilled inside me, and my back arched as a slight pinch of pain cut through my core.
“It’ll pass,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. “Give it a second.”
He lowered his head and kissed me with so much tenderness and care it was easy to focus on his lips instead of the discomfort. He whispered words of encouragement against my swollen lips and brushed the tip of his nose against mine, then rested his forehead on mine and stared deeply into my eyes.
We were one at that moment.
Before long, I wriggled my hips, pulling a pained groan from Damien who was trying his hardest to remain as still as a statue. I wriggled once more and only felt a slight bit of discomfort, but to my surprise, the pinch of pain had subsided completely. The second I hummed, Damien took it as a green light to move. When he withdrew slowly and thrust back in, my muscles tightened.
It didn’t hurt, but it didn’t exactly feel good either.
“Relax, baby,” he rasped. “You’re squeezing me like a vice.”
“You relax!” I countered. “It feels like a melon is bein’ shoved up me.”
Damien had the nerve to chuckle, and it held my attention, but when he withdrew and thrust back into my body, I allowed my head to fall back against the bed as I moaned. He fell into a rhythm, and it took away my ability to think coherently, let alone speak.
“Christ,” Damien breathed as he lowered his head and planted kisses along my neck. “You feel incredible.”
I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his hips, hooking my ankles to lock them in place. I couldn’t control how vocal I was, especially when every thrust sent a ripple of shivers through my body and made me hungry for more.
“Oh!” I gasped when a lick of pleasure curled around my inner muscles.
“Yeah,” Damien rasped. “Oh!”
“Keep doin’ that.” I panted. “Oh, keep doin’ that!”
“I couldn’t stop if you paid me,” Damien replied, sweat beading on his forehead.
Fast and hard poundings replaced the slow and gentle thrusts. I dug my fingers into Damien’s flesh when the desire to bite something struck. I tried to hold back, but I couldn’t. Like an animal, I leaned forward and latched my teeth onto his neck and bit down. Damien thrust into me so hard in response a resounding slap echoed in the room.
“Fu…ck! Uh, yeah! You’re going to ruin me for any other woman.”
I bloody well hoped so.
“God, I could keep you forever,” he proceeded to say, his voice thick with passion.
I released him and pressed my forehead to his as I swallowed. “Will you keep me?”
“Yes.” He panted, nudging my face with his. “God, yes. You’re mine.”
My heart thumped with delight, and a huge smile overtook my face. It was quickly wiped away when scorching heat spread over my body like butter, causing goose bumps to break out on my skin. My mouth suddenly opened in a silent scream when a rumble started in my core and kept building until an explosion of light burst from within me. The pleasure that began to ripple through my body sent small spasms rolling through my limbs and left me trembling.
When I came to, I was repeating Damien’s name.
“Yes, yes,” he panted as my inner walls clenched around him.
“You promise to keep me?” I asked as he pumped into me harder, faster, deeper.
“Yes,” he almost shouted. “I promise. Lana!”
His movements became frantic then, and just as his thrusts slowed and turned to twitches, I watched the sensations overtake his body and play out like a film on his handsome face. His eyes closed, he bit down on his lower lip; his cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink, his brows furrowed, and his muscles tensed. Ten or so seconds later, it was like every ounce of tension that had worked its way onto his face melted away and spread over his body like a deep tissue massage.
It was the only warning I got before he fell forward.
“Damien!” I laughed as the air was knocked out of me.
All his weight was on me, and while I loved it, it was too much for my chest to handle. I nudged him, and he groaned as he used his elbows to prop himself up, taking most of his weight off me.
“Hi.” I smiled up at him.
My mind, body, and heart were so content and blissful that nothing could have ruined the moment.
“I didn’t mean to say that,” Damien said, his eyes flashing with ... terror.