Draven slammed to the hilt within her, and she cried out. He was so big. He possessed every inch of her.
When he was seated deep inside, he stayed perfectly still.
“I can feel every single pulse and ripple, baby. You’re so fucking tight. So tight.” He kept on repeating the last part.
It was on the tip of her tongue to make him stop, to end this. She hadn’t expected the pain and sudden nerves. But Ashley couldn’t bring herself to do it.
She stayed silent, refusing to say a word. This had to get better. He’d already given her a taste of how good things could be.
Time passed. She didn’t know how much, but she did hear the start of the wind howling outside, letting the world know it wasn’t happy.
Right now, she felt just as unsettled.
Slowly, she started to wriggle. Draven kept on kissing her lips or her neck, sucking on her pulse, marking her flesh as his.
Sometimes as he moved, she felt the driving force of his cock, the one that had given her so much pain not long ago. Now her body was adjusting, and those wanton desires returned.
Ashley gasped as he slid in and out. It felt amazing. So full, so completely taken.
“Do that again.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re not. Please, Draven, for me.”
He hesitated and then slowly slid out of her until only the tip was inside. She stared down at where they were joined. The smallest bit of blood coated his cock.
Her virgin blood.
Draven slammed in deep, and this time, she raised her hips to meet him. In and out, he thrust inside her, driving her pleasure higher and higher. His cock was rock hard, and he fit inside her so well. She didn’t want him to stop.
“I’m not going to be able to last, baby.”
She groaned.
Over and over, he drove inside her, pistoning like a machine. His muscles tensed under her touch. He plunged inside her one final time, and she felt his
orgasm, each pulse of his cock as he filled her with his cum. It took her completely by surprise as the spray of his cum set off her own release. His pelvis against her clit provided the right kind of stimulus to give her a second orgasm.
He held himself over her until he finally collapsed. She didn’t push him away but took his weight, more than happy to have him surround her.
“I wanted to make that last,” he said.
Draven pushed up on his forearms, and she cupped his face. “That was perfect.”
“I hurt you.”
“You had to. I believe a woman’s first time is always painful.”
He lifted off her, and she bit her lip at the small bite of pain as he pulled his cock free. “I don’t want to hurt you. Not ever.”
He moved beside her, and she felt his cum starting to spill out of her pussy.
Draven touched her stomach. “I wonder if my baby is growing now.”
Chapter Six
The storm howled between the cracks in the window panes, an eerie sound that woke him from his sleep. The dark room suffocated him, and it took him a minute to realize he wasn’t in an army bunker but safe in his castle. Although “safe” wasn’t what he’d use to describe his life right now.