“Do you like that, lass?”
“Yes.” It went far beyond wanting, she craved him inside her.
He sent a second finger into her sheath, working them in and out of her body. His knee rose to push her thighs up giving him more access to her sex.
“Then ye shall have me.”
He withdrew his fingers, spreading her thighs wider with his hips. A rustle of fabric filtered up to her ears before she felt the first touch of his cock against her opening. He gripped her hips, shaking as he nudged his way into her. Just a mere inch at first and her body strained towards him, every muscle taut with need.
He kept her still, refusing to fill her further. His teeth were clenched as he withdrew. “Ye’re too tight.”
“I don’t care.” Her hands slapped against his shoulder again, the craving to move overwhelming. She could not contain it all inside her body, else she’d go insane.
“You started this inside me, so finish it.”
He thrust forward but slowly. The muscle on the side of his jaw began to tic as his cock slid deeper inside her. Her sheath was too tight, protesting the invasion, but her hips lifted, welcoming more of his length. She dug her hands into the warm skin above her, gasping as her body adjusted. She wasn’t sure if it was pain or not. Only that having him inside her quelled the raging need. She wanted him to thrust deep. Her body ached as he slid deeper but it also felt good to be full. A moan left her mouth as she arched towards him.
“That’s it, lass, take me.”
His voice was rough and demanding but it suited her mood. He lowered his body until he was pressed against her, his hands grasping the sides of her head. The crisp hair on his chest rubbed against her hard nipples as he caught his weight on his forearms, bracing above her shoulders. He gripped her hair, holding her head in place as his mouth captured hers in a hard kiss. His body moved at the same time, his back flexing. His cock left her only to thrust solidly back into her. This time her body burned as he filled her completely, pushing his entire length into her.
She bucked away from the pain. It was dull and burning. But his weight held her still, his cock fully lodged inside her sheath. Her fingers had curled into talons on his shoulders as she gasped, staring up into the canopy above her. Her lungs hurt because she forgot to breathe. Sucking in a deep breath, she felt the pain settle into an ache that didn’t truly hurt overly much.
He pressed a tender kiss to her lips, coaxing her to open her mouth. His body flexed again, withdrawing his cock all the way to the tip before he sent it smoothly back inside her. His hands held her face steady as he kissed her, refusing to allow her to regain her senses by speaking.
He began thrusting in a steady motion, moving the bed gently as he lay over her, using his body to pin her beneath him. The hard length of his cock slid across the little clitoris at the top of her sex every time he moved. Ripples of delight rose up into her belly as the pain diminished. Her body returned to wanting him inside her. In spite of the ache, her passage felt good with his flesh stretching it wide. His lips trailed kisses across her cheek as she whimpered with new passion.
“Lift for me.” His face returned to hover over hers. There was a hard glint in his eyes. “Wrap yer thighs around me.”
She did it before thinking. The next thrust sent a harder bolt of pleasure up into her. Clasping him to her placed more pressure against her clitoris. Her hips rose to ensure that she took all of his length. Even her spine arched due to the ripples of delight running along it. Remaining still became impossible. She wanted to surge up toward his next thrust and hold him tightly inside her. Deep inside her. She felt like he wasn’t lodged deep enough and strained toward him, trying to ensure that every last bit of his cock was sheathed inside her.
“More.” She wasn’t even sure what she craved only that she didn’t have what she wanted yet.
He chuckled but it wasn’t a nice sound. His body bucked, thrusting hard against her spread one.
“Aye, lass, I’ll be happy to give ye all ye want and then some.”
His brogue thickened, his words taking on an unearthly edge that fit the moment. She honestly didn’t care if he was leading her to some pagan ritual that would steal her soul. Each downward plunge of his cock made her gasp with enjoyment.
She wanted more.
His pace increased. Each stroke gliding across her clitoris. A soft growl escaped his lips as she kept time with his motions, lifting to meet every thrust. Her wet sheath was taking his cock smoothly all the way to the base.
“That’s the right of it, lass. Ride with me.” He rose above her, pressing his hands into the bed. His body became demanding, thrusting with hard purpose. Moving the bed as he took her, pressing his cock deeper with every plunge.