Once she has swallowed every last drop, I pull out and pull her to her feet, straight into me. Our mouths meeting in a frenzy. Tasting myself from her mouth is sexier than I imagined. I walk her to the bed, our mouths not stopping. “Lay back.” I say to her as soon as her legs hit the bed.
“Da, ser.” Yes, sir she says to me, my heart beating faster at her words. Thank God I found her. I can’t bring myself to say anything, so I simply fall to my knees between her legs and worship her the way she just did me. My tongue snakes out and licks her pussy lips, the sweetness hitting me, sending a zing through the rest of me. “Danhy!! Da.” She says, pushing further into my face. I shake my head, trying to contain myself, loving the way she says my name.
“Yes, baby. It’s me. Only me. I will be the only one to ever know what your sugar-well tastes like. Say it!” I demand, sucking her clit into my mouth and stopping.
“Da. Yes. You. Only you. Please don’t stop.” She begs in a voice that sounds much like weeping. Deciding I can’t hold off any longer, I kiss her pussy, promising it I will finish soon, but I need to be inside of her and make this official. Moving her further back onto the bed and crawling on top of her between her legs. I look her in her face.
“Last chance to be sure, baby. Once I break through your barrier, that is it. You will belong to me forever. Do you understand?” I ask her needing to hear her say she wants this too while I am looking at her.
“Really? Forever?” She asks like she didn’t get it until now.
“Forever, Pixie. You will my first, my last and my only, baby. Forever.” With that declaration, I kiss her and slam into her tiny hole, breaking her cherry at the same time. She gasps into my mouth, tears leaking from her eyes as the pain hits her. “So sorry baby. I thought about going slower but wanted to get it over with. It’s ok baby. I won’t move until you say.” I tell her kissing her all over her face. Though my cock is jumping, demanding to move and make him feel good, I maintain my pause, needing to put her first. Instead of moving in and out, I latch my mouth onto her nipple, the protector in me wanting to imbue some pleasure on her while the pain subsides.
“Oh. Oh yes. Lev, please.” She says her nipple hardening in my mouth as my fingers tweak the other one. ‘It’s ok. You can move now, please.” she begs, moving her lower half. Taking my cue from her, I begin to move, slowly at first in and out of her a little at a time. My eyes never leaving hers as I try to gauge her reaction, making sure not to hurt her. When I note that her eyes are closed as she scratches my back and moans louder and louder, I know it is ok to let go.
“Fuck baby. So God damn tight. You feel so good wrapped around me, Pixie. You were made for me.” I say, pushing her legs up to her neck, my cock going further into her.
“Yes. Yes, Danhy. Oh, God!! It hurts!! Don’t stop.” She pinches her nipples as she demands I continue to destroy her little pussy. I look down, noting the tinge of pink mixed with the cream and jizz, building in her hole. My body filling with pride knowing I own her now.
“I’m going to cum inside you and fill you with my kid. You know that, right?” She nods her head, meeting my every thrust. I can’t hold it anymore. “Cum with me baby. I can’t hold it. Cum, Zoya.” I pinch her clit as our mouths connect once again and we come together screaming into each other’s space. “I love you so fucking much baby,” I say into her ear as we come down. She turns her head and looks at me. Grabbing my head on both sides she kisses me.
“I love you too, Danhy. Thank you for coming for me.”
“Always baby. Always.”
Chapter Eight
Zoya
When I wake up the next morning, everything hurts in the best possible way. Danhy isn’t awake yet, so I indulge in a ridiculously hot shower. In there, I realize I have bruises and love bites all over me and what I am pretty sure is beard burn covers my thighs and my boobs. I do a quick wash and step out. I dry off then pull on a sweater and a pair of jeans before I head into his gourmet kitchen.
I figure out the coffee pot and open the refrigerator. I’m starving so I pull out eggs, bacon, and green peppers. I whip up bacon first then cook the omelets right in the same pan, a little trick my nanny taught me. When I am done, Danhy comes up behind me and hugs me.