Their Virgin Princess (Masters of Ménage #4)(65)

"It's working." He sounded strained, then he groaned. "But it's the best kind of crazy."

She touched him everywhere, reveling in the way his muscles tightened, and he closed his eyes. She loved every groan and gasp that tore from his chest. "Turn over again. I want to kiss you."

He rolled over on cue, but he had a gleam in his eye. "You're in charge today, darlin', but don't think this is how it's always going to be."

Because he would want to control the sex eventually. They all would. They were too alpha to let her have the power for long, but today was proof of Lan's amazing tenderness. He was willing to grit his teeth to be with her however she needed this first time. And she planned to enjoy it. 

"Thank you." She leaned over and kissed him, a sweet brushing of their lips.

But that wasn't enough for him. He sank his hands into her hair, fisting the strands, tilting her head. He might be on the bottom, but he had absolute authority over the kiss. He ran his tongue over her bottom lip, demanding entrance. She let him in and melted against him, chest to chest, belly to belly. Warmth encased her, a blanket of soft skin and his hard will. He wrapped his arms around her and dove deep into her mouth. Alea lost herself to him.

A low thrum started in her belly, a wanting she couldn't deny. Her blood pounded through her veins. Her heart punched her chest. She wriggled restlessly, trying to ease the burn gathering heat inside her pussy.

"You aching, darlin'? You ready to come again?"

"Yes … " Alea didn't know how it was possible. She'd gone her entire adult life without an orgasm, and suddenly she didn't think she could wait another five minutes.

Lan gave her a long, slow grin. "Take me inside you, Lea." He snatched her from the grass and brought her body over his to straddle his hips. "Ride me."

Beneath her, his cock was straining. Lan took himself in hand, forcing it upright and placing it against her pussy, the head slipping in. The feel of his hard flesh against her yielding folds was foreign and a little scary. She'd been told that this would hurt. He was obviously big.

But she'd come too far in life and with her men to be deterred by a little pain or fear.

"Go slow, baby." Cooper had gotten to his knees and now sat beside her, reaching for her arm. He steadied her. "It's okay. Just sink onto him. You can take him."

Alea followed Coop's advice, easing the head of Lan's cock past her folds. She felt herself clench around the intrusion as her body instinctively welcomed him, hugged him.

"Oh, darlin', you feel so damn good." He gripped her hips, tightening on her but not forcing her down.

Inch by unhurried inch, Alea lowered herself. The moment seemed to slow as his cock filled her tight passage. She felt no pain yet, just an amazing fullness.

Until the head of his cock bumped the barrier of her virginity.

Lan swallowed, his muscles already trembling with restraint. Sweat beaded on his forehead. "Take it slow."

She could, but sort of like removing a bandage, she figured that slow would only prolong whatever pain she felt.

With one long breath, she closed her eyes, then shoved her hips down, forcing his cock deep.

Pain flared, sparking between her legs. She gasped in a protesting breath. He was too big, too thick. God! Tears blurred her vision. She was just about to scramble off of Lan, but he held her in place and hauled her forward, bringing her close, soothing her with a touch. Even as he did, he lifted his hips and his cock filled her to the point of bursting.

Alea cried out. "Don't. I can't-"

"Shh, darlin'," Lan soothed. "Am I scaring you?"

She shook her head, trying to separate the sensations. "It hurts. It's too much. You don't fit."

"I do. Give it a minute. Coop, help me out here." Lan glided comforting palms up her back as he raised his head, brushing her lips with his own. "Open for me."

He didn't give her an opportunity to protest, just took her mouth and drugged her with long, toe-curling kisses. Then Cooper settled behind her, and his hand found its way between their joined bodies. His fingers unerringly settled on her clit, and he traced slow circles over her sensitive flesh. Tingles leapt back to life. A slow ribbon of pleasure unfurled just under her clit. Between Landon's slow, desperate kisses and the stimulation from Cooper's touch, she relaxed, sinking deeper until she'd taken his cock inside her all the way to the root.



       
         
       
        

"That's it," Cooper praised in a low voice as he pressed kisses along her shoulder and up her neck. "You're pussy is so soft, baby. Lan and I can make you feel good. Just close your eyes and let us."