He sighed. “I’m balls deep inside of you, but I’m not going to lie to you, Ally, I’ve been with plenty of the women who frequent here. I’m not a saint.”
“I know that, but I don’t have to know details, do I?” She looked at him, wanting to demand some exclusivity, but at the same time, feeling so far out of her depth, she didn’t know what to say or do. Instead, she kept her thoughts to herself.
“I won’t say anything. Now, can I actually fuck you and prove to you it’s not all pain?”
She nodded, and as he started to move, she tensed up. She couldn’t help it.
He let out a curse, but rather than stop, he began to slowly rock in and out of her. Ally expected pain, but there was none. Staring up into his eyes, she watched him. Lord stopped all of a sudden and reached between them. His fingers stroked over her clit.
She didn’t think it could be possible for her to feel any kind of arousal, but as his fingers worked their magic, he proved to her she really didn’t know what she was doing as another wave of arousal flooded her.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck, it feels good on my cock. That’s how I want you, wet and willing. I want you to forget about the pain. It’s never going to hurt again. You might be a little sore, but nothing bad, I promise.”
To answer, she moaned his name as he moved within her at the same time as he worked her clit.
“I want you to take over. Touch yourself,” he said. He took her hand and licked her fingers, getting them nice and slick before he placed them between her thighs. She gasped and he grinned. “I’m going to make you feel so good.”
She didn’t think it was possible to feel any better, but as she began to stroke her swollen clit, he once again proved that he knew what he was doing. His hands went to her hips, and he began to rock inside her, going deeper as she worked her clit.
The pain was completely gone as he started to fuck her harder. She wanted to come again. Sinking her teeth into her lip, she arched up, taking his cock.
She wished she could feel him skin to skin, his big, hard muscles pressed to her naked body. But this was about lust, taking her fast and hard. Getting her virginity out of the way.
“That’s it, baby. I want you to come for me. Let me have it.”
She cried out his name as her second orgasm took her completely by surprise. Lord held her down as he began to fuck her. The pleasure continued as Lord made her his.
When he came, she felt every pulse of his cock as it filled her pussy, flooding her with his cum.
Lord collapsed over her and it was so natural to her to stroke his head as he rested against her. Whether it was just sex or not, there was something bonding about it. At least she could feel a new connection.
The only sounds in the room were of their labored breathing. She closed her eyes.
She was no longer a virgin.
Lord had taken care of that.
She’d always imagined her first time being with someone she loved, maybe even on her wedding night. So stupid of her to think such sweet things when her life had been anything but.
“I left the shower running,” she said.
“I just fucked you and all you can think about is the shower?” Lord asked, laughing. “Where the fuck have you been all my life?”
Her heart jumped at his words. Did he want to know her? Like really know her?
Lord lifted up and looked down at her. “Are you okay?”
She had so many questions and was so confused. There was no place for her to start, so she smiled at him. “I’m fine.” She hated lying, but in this situation, she didn’t feel she could offer any other kind of answer. What was there to say? Her feelings for him were confusing her. He’d taken her virginity and she’d wanted him to have it.
He cupped her cheek, and the action was so tender, she found herself holding her breath, waiting.
Lord was not a gentle man.
He was all darkness. He’d warned her of this many times.
Looking at him now, she had to wonder if she had made a deal with the devil. If she really had, there was no way she was getting out of this alive. He was going to own every part of her—mind, body, and soul.
Chapter Eight
Lord shook out his hand after punching the bastard in the face again. Reaper caught the man’s body when it fell back, pushing him toward Lord for more punishment.
“Every name,” said Lord. “Not one. Not two. All of them.”