“Niiiiiiiiiiiik.” She couldn’t believe she was aroused again, but she was. There was no mistaking the moisture that had started to build inside her and leak past her folds. Over her, Nik started to move, the length of his erection sliding back and forth against her folds.
His name turned into a drawn-out moan, and she strained against him, wanting more. Once in a while, the large knob of his cock would nudge against her entrance, and every time it did, she would try to get it inside her body. But she also failed each instance, Nik managing to stay in control as he pushed her hips down on the bed and kept his cock from entering her.
She looked up at him in accusation. “You’re punishing me, aren’t you?”
He only smiled at her.
“You are!”
As if to answer her, he took hold of his erection and started stroking her folds with the head of his cock.
Daria whimpered. “Please.” She tried to get it inside her, and she held her breath when it started to push inside, only for Nik to pull away again, leaving her achingly empty.
“Nik, please, please—-”
Before she could finish pleading with him, she felt it, his cock starting to thrust inside her. Daria’s eyes widened the same time Nik shifted into position, his arms braced against the bed as he lifted himself up.
Her throat dried.
“It might hurt,” he said hoarsely.
Even as she started to nod, he was already pushing inside her, his words turning out to be a mere distraction. Her teeth sank into her lower lip as she felt him stretching her insides open, and still it didn’t feel done. There was so much of his cock that wasn’t yet buried, and she wanted it all.
She forced her thighs to relax even as her heart continued to beat harder and harder against his chest. Her gaze flitted towards Nik’s face as he continued to thrust deeper into her, and she found herself mesmerized by the way he was visibly holding himself back, tension etched on his beautiful face.
And then he was fully seated inside her, the head of his cock nearly knocking against her womb. It was an indescribable feeling, knowing that he was so deeply buried inside her it made them feel as one. It made the pain feel almost beautiful, and she wanted to treasure and remember the sensation of Nik taking her virginity forever.
Nik was breathing hard. “How do you feel?”
Like I belong to you now, she thought dizzily.
His eyes darkened, almost as if he had heard her thoughts, and her heart slammed hard against her chest. She wished she had the courage to say the words out loud, but even now, the memories of all twenty-eight frogs she had to kiss and cry over held her back. She was so tired of being rejected that she didn’t want to risk another one if she could help it.
She trembled when Nik gently drew his knuckles across her cheek. It was such a tender gesture, unexpected from one so serious, that she had the craziest urge to fling her arms around Nik and claim him as hers, for eternity.
“It doesn’t hurt?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“You are not lying?”
“I’m not.”
As if not believing her, he carefully withdrew an inch before driving back inside her. The small thrust made her tense, but it really didn’t hurt, and she told him so. Nik relaxed, but his next few thrusts remained careful, slow, and steady. It was only when her inner muscles clenched around his cock that he began thrusting harder and faster into her.
Daria’s head fell back as the passion between them swept her away for a second time. She raked her nails over his back, and her touch seemed to act like a trigger, making Nik’s thrusts deeper and more forceful. She started lifting her hips again, meeting his strokes, and it seemed to snap his control. Suddenly, he was fucking her with uncontrolled movements, his cock plunging into her with such raw power she could only cling to him by his shoulders and gasp.
Over and over, he fucked her, pushing her closer and closer to the brink until with one final scream, Daria started to come again. At the same time, Nik released a primal groan before he, too, started to come, his cock pummeling into her as it filled her sex with his seed.
Oh, Nik. She couldn’t tear her gaze away from his face as she watched him come. It was the most beautiful sight on earth, and when he fell atop her, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, wanting to keep him as close to her as possible and wanting every drop of his cum inside her.
When he started to move, she shook her head and tightened her hold on him. “No.” Her voice was muffled with her face tucked in the crook of his neck and shoulder.
His chuckle tickled her skin even as he said huskily, “I must clean you.”
She shook her head again. “Later. I just want to stay like this for a while.”
He didn’t answer, but he didn’t move either, and she was beginning to understand that Nik was the real deal when it came to the dark and brooding types.