“I’m ready when—”
I don’t even let her finish her sentence as I toss her over my shoulder. Catcalls ring out. I’ve been waiting for her to say those words. I wasn’t going to be the one to say it. I didn’t want to rush this night for her, but once those words cross her lips I’m done for.
“I can’t believe you just did that!” she yells.
“Liar.” I smack her ass as I jog up the stairs to our room. She huffs, knowing I’m right.
“Whatever.” I don’t have to see her face to know she rolled her eyes—a habit I’m pretty sure she picked up from my mom.
I fling open the doors to our room, kicking them closed behind me. I toss her onto the bed and stare down at her, wondering how mad she’ll be if I rip her wedding dress. Fuck it, I’ll have another made. I need to see her in nothing but that little crown on her head and my ring on her finger.
She smiles up at me, leaning up on her elbows, waiting for me to do whatever I want with her. I know this first time is going to be quick, but I’ll spend the rest of our lives making it up to her. I’m on her immediately, pulling at her dress in a frenzy and trying to get it off her body. My feverishness makes her laugh.
When I finally have her stripped, I lean back and look down at her. Her hair is wild, her makeup a little smudged. The lipstick she had on is long gone from me kissing her all night. It’s likely that it’s smudged all over my mouth right now, but I don’t give a shit.
“God, you’re so fucking perfect, you know that?” I have no idea how I got so lucky for this perfect creature to show up at my doorstep for my taking.
“I’m yours now, too.” She gives me a smirk.
“You’ve always been mine,” I confirm as I start to rip at my own clothes. The buttons of my shirt go flying. I feel like an animal trapped in clothes. I need them off me so I can mate her. Take what’s mine. Claim her in the most primal and basic way.
I grind my cock, giving it a firm squeeze to try and hold off cumming all over her. My balls are already tight, desperate for release. Not until I’m inside her, I remind myself. Kate licks her lips, her pink little tongue tempting me, her eyes on the cum leaking from me.
“Don’t even think about it,” I tell her. I know what she wants to do. I love her mouth wrapped around me, but tonight that won’t be happening. I suck her tongue into my mouth, making her moan. She grips my hair and wraps her legs around me the best she can. I close my eyes as I try to get myself under control. My hips are already moving like we’re having sex. My cock is begging to be inside of her now.
When I pull back, her cheeks are flushed and her mouth is swollen from mine. “James, My king. It’s time,” she pleads. I close my eyes again, trying to think of anything other than sinking into her tightness and claiming her. I’m attempting to get myself back under control when I feel her nails rake down my back. Her hips are doing their utmost to get my cock to nudge her opening. My fingers dig into the bedspread.
“It’s okay. You won’t hurt me. Never.” Her soft words wash over me, snapping back some of my control. I open my eyes to see her staring up at me with so much love showing in her eyes. Complete trust. I would never do anything to break that.
“Never,” I agree, using my knees to part her legs further to make more room for me. I kiss her again, only this time when I pull away, I trail kisses down her neck. Her breathing becomes heavy, and like every time she is in need, those little puffs leave her mouth.
My cock lines up with her center. The head of my cock tastes her warm sweetness, needing more. She lets out a little moan and her mouth parts. Fuck, I want this so bad, but I don’t want to hurt her. “I love you,” I tell her, our eyes locking as I push inside her and feel her barrier of innocence break for me. A gasp leaves her mouth. I drop my mouth onto hers, catching it and praying that she isn’t in much pain.
I put all my focus on kissing her and not the fact that my cock is buried all the way inside of her. Between kisses I tell her how much I love her. How she has given me a gift that I will cherish forever.