He narrows his eyes as if he doesn’t believe me, but I’ve never had reason to be on the pill being a virgin. “Well, your pretty little virgin cunt is going to get its first taste of cum, then.”
My heart skips a beat as I wonder if he’s insane, as risking pregnancy like that makes no sense. “But—”
He grabs my throat and squeezes. “No buts. You will take what you are given like a good girl. Do you understand?”
I swallow hard, common sense and desire battling for dominance in my mind. Deep down I know I should scream at him no, I don’t understand. Risking pregnancy like that with my father’s enemy is ridiculous, but instead I just nod in reply.
After all, this man is going to do what he wants.
“Good girl.” He releases my throat and I hate the way his praise makes me wetter. “I’m going to fuck you so well you won’t be able to walk straight for days.”
I glare at him as that’s a cocky thing to say, but a part of me believes him from the look in his eyes. It’s feral and primal, and I know I might not survive this.
“After I’m through with you, you won’t be able to think of anything but my cock.” He slides the head of his cock through my dripping wet entrance, nudging against my overly sensitive clit.
“Valery,” I moan his name, knowing that there’s no use trying to pretend anymore. I want this so bad.
“Tell me, Anya. Tell me how much you want this.”
I meet his gaze, swallowing what tiny ounce of pride I had left. “I want it so bad. Fuck me.”
The sinful smile that curves onto his lips makes my stomach dip, but only for a brief second, as he suddenly pushes forward and pain bursts through my veins.
“Fuck, no, it hurts,” I shout, trying to wriggle away from him.
He stops and holds me tightly, a vein protruding from his temple as he looks like he’s struggling to control himself. “It will get better. Try to relax.”
“Relax?” I shake my head. “It feels like you are trying to tear me apart.”
“Good,” he growls, sounding more like a beast than a man. And then he continues to push, opening my virgin entrance inch by inch.
The stinging pain of being stretched open by something so thick is almost unbearable as I clamp my eyes shut, waiting for him to stop pushing forward.
“So fucking tight, printessa,” he breathes, his fingertips digging painfully into my hips, but nothing matches the pain of having my pussy stretched for the first time.
As if ripping off a bandaid, he thrusts the last two inches and I scream, feeling him so deep inside me it feels like he’s trying to come out my throat.
“Fuck, that’s it. All the way inside,” he groans, glancing down at where his huge cock has disappeared entirely inside of me.
“It hurts so bad,” I whine.
“Give it a chance. You’ll love it soon enough.”
His words make no sense to me right now, as I can’t work out how I could love this pain.
Slowly, he moves his cock out and I claw at the bedsheets beneath me, trying to find an outlet for the pain.
Valery watches me like a hawk and then slams every inch back inside with no gentleness at all, not that I expected it from him.
“Fuck,” I cry out, clamping my eyes shut again against the intensity of the burning sensation between my thighs.
He leans down and kisses my neck, moving higher to my earlobe. “Relax, printessa. The sooner you relax, the quicker it will feel good.” He nips the edge of my ear, sending a thrilling shock of pain to my core.
I draw in a deep breath, trying to relax through the pain.
“Good girl,” he drawls as he moves his hips out and then back in with such force it steals the oxygen from my lungs.
Slowly, the pain gives way to a pleasure unmatched by anything.