His face was a mask of concentration as he nudged at her opening again, but the barrier inside her stopped him. And knowing it would cause her pain, he looked reluctant to break through. He needed reassurances, too.
She let her free hand drift up, touching his face. "I'm all right, Eric. I want this. I want you-all of you. Take me."
Belle lifted her pelvis, unwilling to wait a moment longer to have him inside her. Eric groaned out her name and gripped her hips, piercing her hymen and surging into her.
A flare of pain lit inside her, a tearing sensation as he thrust all the way to the hilt. She yelped as he took complete possession, filling her to capacity and beyond. She struggled against him.
"Eric!"
"I know, baby," he soothed. "I'm sorry it hurt. Take a deep breath. That's it. Now exhale."
She did exactly as he demanded while he remained totally still. Slowly, her body adjusted, stretched to accommodate his cock, softened, reshaped around him. Her mind calmed.
"You better now?" he asked after a long moment of nothing but harsh breaths filling the air.
"I think. Yeah." She hoped.
"Thank god. You can't know how fucking good it feels to be inside you."
As he held still, forging himself deep inside her, his cock pulsed, a rhythm her heart matched. But sex involved far more than him staying stationary with his flesh buried in hers. Now that the pain had subsided, she wanted to know just how fabulous him being inside her could feel. She wiggled her hips to entice him.
"Shit. Baby, if you don't stop moving, I'm going to come. I don't want to do that yet. Let me make this good for you."
The feel of him submerged inside her was already reigniting her desire. Knowing they were joined charged that desire into need.
"I'm ready. Eric, don't make me wait."
He seemed to take forever, his head bowed as he worked to take air into his lungs and grab hold of his self-control. Tate continued his gentle adoration of her breasts, all the while telling her how beautiful she was, how much they wanted her.
Finally Eric raised his head. Anticipation thrummed through her. "I'm going to make love to you, Belle, soft and sweet."
Her sex cramped. Her heart caught. "Please."
Oh so slowly, he withdrew almost to the edge of her cunt, dragging his cock over the sensitive flesh inside her. He took in a shuddering breath, then eased back in, dragging over nerves now tingling and spreading pleasure throughout her. Eric repeated the motion again, giving her more of his weight, arching his pelvis against hers and twisting slightly. The motion pressed on her clit as he forced his dick higher inside her.
Following her instincts, Belle worked with him, matching him thrust for thrust. The movements stimulated spots that fingers, lips, and tongues could not. Eric had barely introduced her to the gentle feel of his thrusts, and already she was soaring so much higher. Instead of someone heaping ecstasy on her, he was sharing it with her.
Belle curled her fingers into his shoulders and began spreading kisses along his jaw. Between deep, measured thrusts, he took her mouth, the kiss rough, punctuated by a long groan when he completely seated himself again.
"More." She closed her eyes as a rush of euphoria heated her blood, wanting everything he had to give her.
Eric picked up the pace. She was still so achingly full, but she enjoyed the sensation now. The contact, the friction, the closeness. This was even more pleasurable and profound than she'd hoped.
Over and over, he thrust into her, and she slammed back up to meet him. They crashed together in unison. He grunted as she gasped. Then he took another hungry swipe at her mouth as he shoved deep.
Tate's fingers were still wedged between them, twisting her nipples. He found a tempo to match Eric's thrust. He plucked at her, the pleasurable little pain jolting straight to her pussy.
"I've never seen anything sexier," Kellan growled in her ear. "I can't wait to get deep inside you and fuck you, love."
"You won't believe how good this is, Kell. Nothing has ever felt this amazing," Eric moaned.
"I'm dying to be inside you, Belle." Tate's voice almost sounded like a plea as he twisted her nipples, adding more pressure and a bit of pain. The edge was right there. She held her breath, then keened out with need. The next touch would send her over.
Kell nipped at her shoulder, breathing on her skin.
Eric slammed inside her and ground down, finding a place deep, shocking her with an exhilarating sensation that swirled and gathered, tight, tighter. Then it released in a torrent like a giant storm. Belle gave a long, guttural groan, her head thrashing as the rapture drenched and drowned her, pulling her under in a consuming wave.