He leaned forward and gave her his mouth. She loved his kisses; they made her hot and achy.
She rubbed her bare breasts against his chest as Jericho gripped her hips and lifted her slightly until his cock nestled at her wet entrance. Slowly, he pulled her down onto him, entering her inch by inch. Cara winced as the tight tissues fought his strokes.
Jericho’s lips left hers to take a nipple in his mouth. Gently, he sucked and nibbled until Cara felt a rush of liquid flowing from her cunt, allowing him to push the head of his cock past her tight entrance. He held Cara above him with hard hands that controlled each tiny movement of his cock.
When he felt her hymen, he wasn’t surprised. Grimm had shown him flashes of Cara’s life, and a lover had not been among them.
He moved to her other breast, making her squirm harder against him. When he broke through her hymen, she moaned in pain, so he gave her a moment to adjust before he removed his hands and let her weight force her down his massive length.
Cara moaned in pain again, quickly using her knees to catch the brunt of her weight. She pulled herself up until only a few inches off his hard length remained inside her tight depths.
His hand cupped her cunt, his thumb working her until moisture gushed and her muscles relaxed around his cock. Then Jericho crooned to her in a soft voice, easing her anxiety as he sat completely still, letting Cara set her own pace.
Afraid that the pain would return, Cara first began to move up and down his cock slowly and awkwardly; however, within minutes, her knees gripped his hips, and she moved faster and faster. She never allowed him to enter her more than halfway, catching her weight before she took his full length.
Jericho didn’t mind. He was inside her, and he was about to come. It would have been cock heaven if she could have taken his size, but she was still giving him pleasure. Even women who had been sexually active had trouble with his size, so he had known Cara would be unable to take his cock without too much pain.
Cara felt as if she was once again in the clouds as she moved faster and faster above him, sliding up and down his slick length. The feelings grew until she could no longer hold onto her response.
She barely caught herself from letting her weight fall down on his cock. Only the pain of his first entrance gave her enough control to hold her body above his as another, harder orgasm shook her body.
As she rode the orgasm, she felt Jericho spasm inside of her and knew he had also come. With a groan, her head fell forward and lay on his chest.
Jericho allowed her a few seconds to catch her breath before gripping her hips and lifting her off him to lie on the couch next to him. She was still shuddering as he casually bent over her and brushed her breast with a steady hand. A satisfied smile curved his lips when her nipple hardened and her hips lifted toward him.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes.” Cara nodded happily.
Jericho nodded before getting up and getting redressed. When he was done, he bent over, picked up her clothes, and handed them to her.
“You might want to take a hot shower; it will help with the soreness.”
Cara blushed as she raised herself into a sitting position and then frowned as he started gathering dishes and empty bottles.
“I will.” She watched as he carried everything to the kitchen.
She then dressed as she heard running water, knowing he was doing the dishes. Cara was unsure of what to do now, having never been in this position before.
When Jericho reentered the room, she was still sitting on the couch, waiting for him. She had royal blood in her veins and too much pride to hide herself away in her room.
“I thought you were going to take a shower.”
“I was hoping you might like to take one with me.” Cara gave him what she hoped was a seductive smile, but having never given one before, she couldn’t be sure.
“No, thanks, I have one in my room. I think I’ll go to bed. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Jericho ...”
“Don’t do this, Cara.”
“Do what?”
“Have a postmortem of what happened.”
“I don’t understand.” Cara tried not to be hurt at his attitude, but it was really hard when he was staring at her with such cold eyes.
“What’s to understand? We had sex. It’s over now, so like all men, I would like to go to sleep.”