His Virgin Mate(55)

“Yes,” hissed out as he slowly filled me, stretching me open with one long, thick stroke. He didn’t stop, wasn’t tentative, but gained entry one inch at a time until he was buried balls deep, his cock bumping the tip of my womb.

Von’s eyes were on me, watching me closely, as if he were memorizing this moment. I was too caught up in the feel of it, my body’s adjustment to having him inside. I’d had his cock in my mouth and I knew it was big, but having him…there felt like more.

I wiggled my hips, trying to take him. He held himself still as I squirmed, as I breathed through the feel of it, of him bottoming out in me. How could he not? His cock was so, so big. But I felt his balls rest against my bottom and I knew I’d taken him.

“Shh,” he crooned. “That’s it. No pain?”

I forgot all about the fact I was supposed to feel torn open. I’d heard from girlfriends that it hurt. A lot. Like bring ripped in half.

I’d felt pain, at first, but like the sting on my ass that sharp sting evolved, spreading through my veins until every inch of me was on fire. For him.

“More.” I clenched down on him and he hissed.

“Lexi, do that again and I’ll come before I even start moving.”

I had that much power over him? When I did it again, he said some curse words I’d never heard before, his veins bulging from his temples, strain evident on his face.

Clearly, the answer seemed to be yes.

“Then move,” I whispered. “Fuck me. I want you to move. I want to feel you slide in and out of me. I want to feel like you’re mine.”

“Are you sure?” he asked, seeking assurance. I remembered he’d vowed never to hurt me and in this moment, I understood. He’d expected me to have some pain the first time and he had worried that while he was taking his pleasure, he’d be hurting me.

“Yes, mate. I want you. I need you to move.”

He pulled back just a bit, then slid back in. Testing.

My eyes fell closed at the feel of his cock sliding over sensitive tissues. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his hips, locking him to me like a greedy bitch. “Yes, like that.”

He pulled back more this time, slid deep. I rolled my hips, rubbing my clit against his body as he rocked into me. God. Yes. This was what I’d been waiting my entire life to experience. I held nothing back. Von was mine and I felt safe in his arms, safe letting go.

“Again. Again. Von. God, please. Don’t stop,” I said, this time grabbing his back, sliding my hands south and tugging on his ass.

I lifted my hips into his strokes, into the pleasure, and I met him with each thrust, our bodies slapping together. I felt my wetness easing his way, coating my inner thighs.

My clit was hyper sensitive from his mouth, and every time he filled me, he rubbed against it, sparking my need from a banked fire to an inferno. I needed to come again, but this time, I wanted him with me, filling me with his seed, making me his forever.

He moved slowly at first, his thrusts a steady rhythm that made me mewl and whimper and claw at his back. His cadence broke for just a moment, then picked up with even more fervor. In the past, I would lose control, come all over his mouth or his hand while he’d kept his head. It was time for me to watch him lose control, to give in to pleasure, to what my body could make him feel.

“You’re mine, Von. You’re mine forever.”

An unintelligible grunt was his only reply, but when I put my hand on his mark, he reared up. His eyes met mine and he shouted my name. His own hand went to my mark and the circle was complete. Something clicked inside me, like a puzzle piece falling into place, but that piece was Von and for the first time in my life I felt complete.

For a few seconds, I shared his mind as I had in the dream, flooded with his desire, his admiration for me…his love. God, his emotions were so strong I drowned in them, never having dared to hope someone could love me the way he did.

“I love you.” I chanted the words as he filled me, unable to contain the emotions flooding my system. Even more astonishing, I realized they were true. He’d cared for me and ensured my pleasure. Honored me, protected me, and desired me every moment we’d spent together. And I’d witnessed his selflessness in battle, his fierce pride and deadly skill, a skill he used to protect those weaker than himself.

As his huge cock filled me, I welcomed him and the bond that would seal us together forever. I gave him everything, heart and soul, mind and body. I held nothing back.

“Lexi.” He dropped down over me, his hips slowing to a sensual glide as he looked at me. “I love you, mate. I don’t deserve you, but I love you and I’ll never let you go.”