Chosen One (Forever Evermore #6)(9)
On fire for him, grinding against his hand, the sound of his wolf growling loudly from within his chest a subtle noise that had been growing stronger. His scent spiked unbelievably, making me dizzy with need. I moaned, “Cain…Cain…Cain…”
His own reply was a panting against my lips. “Huh?”
“Now, Cain.” I pounded on his chest with my free hand. “I…I,” I shouted when he pumped his hand faster, “I need you now.”
“Thank God.” He groaned deep, shoving me onto my back, his lips not leaving mine, his body rolling over mine, his weight massive on top of me as his hand fumbled for his pants. I heard the sound of a condom wrapper being ripped as he lifted off me a bit, allowing me to breathe more easily. Drinking feverishly from each other’s mouths, he swiftly put the condom on, and then his arms were moving up under my knees, opening me wide as he placed his hands on the bed next to my shoulders, holding me immobile. He groaned as my nails ran down his back, his hip tilting, the blunt tip of his cock sliding through my folds before he pressed my mouth open, driving his tongue against mine as he slammed his hips forward. I shouted as his cock slid in maybe a few inches, but he instantly retreated his hips then drove forward again, relentless, his actions just as furious to be inside me as I was for him. I arched against him, bowing a bit at the pained feeling of his enormous cock stretching me, and even as I was nodding vigorously for him to continue, his hips tilted back the barest bit, and then he slammed into me so fiercely I screamed, his cock ramming through my slick channel with brutal force, sliding all the way inside me, buried deep.
I choked on air, nails imbedded into his shoulders as he stilled for a moment over me, letting me adjust to him. “Christ, you’re so fucking tight.” Frozen stiff as a stone, jaw clenched so tight I wondered absently in my throbbing filled discomfort if it would snap. Seconds ticked by in the silence, only our breaths sounding in the room, but I held his penetrating stare as steadily as I could. And then, more seconds ticked by as his nostrils flared wide, desire still etching his face, frozen as it was, but ever so slowly his head cocked in an animalistic fashion. Pure wolf, black curls dangling around his face, navy eyes that had begun to dimly glow down on me were unwavering as his eyebrows rose, and he asked, “How old are you?”
Choked voice, my channel muscles still clenched around him, my own eyes glowing blue upon his face. “Twenty-three.” My smile was breathless. “And you?”
“Older,” he purred instantly. “Twenty-three is long time to wait to lose your virginity.” His arms relaxed a bit as he gently maneuvered them so my slightly shaking legs were released. “I’ll try to take it easy on you in the beginning.”
I inhaled heavily, lowering them against his unmoving hips, my body just starting to adjust to his size inside me, not hurting quite as badly. “I’ve had sex, but it’s been with women.” I inhaled heavily, his gaze quietly penetrating. “I’m not exactly what you would call green with either gender, having plenty of experience with both, but,” I shrugged my shoulders lightly, beginning to loosen my death grip on his shoulders, “I just hadn’t ever done the physical act of intercourse between a man and a woman before you.” Spelled did not count.
Softly, he rumbled, “Are you alright now?”
I nodded once. “Yeah.” When he only continued to stare, I muttered the truth, “I think so, anyway.” My lips pursed, eyebrows furrowing. “You really are very…large.”
His lips twitched. “I’ll take that as a compliment even though your expression says otherwise.”
“Shut up,” I mumbled, slapping his shoulder absently. I tested wiggling my hips and found the movement somewhat enjoyable. “You know what I meant.”
“Yes, I did,” he murmured, gritting his teeth as I continued testing my discomfort. “I can’t stay still forever. Not with you doing that.” Glowing navy slid across my face. “Are you really alright now?”
Grinding up against him, his cock gliding the barest bit in and out of me, I sucked in a moaning breath, my eyes instantly hooding at the feel of our joining, being stretched full of his hard cock, and I nodded. “Yes.” It was breathless. “I’m fine.”
“Good, because I’m fairly positive I would have been pissed, not to mention hurting, if we had to stop now,” he stated honestly on a soft exhalation as he slowly tilted his hips back, making me shiver at the glide of his cock retreating inside my channel, before I gasped when he thrust his hips back against mine just as slowly, his cock filling me back up. “Yeah, I would have been pissed,” he mumbled on a groan, lowering to place his lips at my neck, kissing my vulnerable flesh softly. As he retreated and thrust again gently, his muscled body clenching over mine, he whispered against my skin, “Fuck, you feel perfect.”
“Likewise,” I muttered, eventually experimenting carefully by tilting my hips to his, meeting each of his slow thrusts, the fire beginning to ignite inside my lower stomach again at the friction of our bodies joining, only to retreat, then to meet again. Cain groaned deeply at the action, apparently enjoying what I was doing, too, as he nibbled along my slim shoulder, his warm palms skimming along my sides, lightly brushing the sides of my breasts pressed to his hard chest, the caresses tingling my flesh.
A little lost in the pleasure I finally realized I could touch him, too, my hands in range to touch him, unlike the other night. Tentatively as I panted, his mouth getting closer to my aching breasts swollen for his touch, I placed my hands on his back, feeling his muscles taut and quivering, and I slowly explored them, moaning when he tilted his hips differently, hitting a spot deep inside me that had me pressing closer to him for firmer contact.