“I will,” I purr in assurance, “just need to warm you up first.” Her eyes widen in surprise when I lower my face between her open thighs and press my mouth against her warmth. She spills over my lips like a dam, a wildfire that scorches me until I’m cursing and snarling, yanking her hips closer and she wails in shock.
Her legs helplessly struggle as she tries to control herself but eventually she gives up and just takes it. Her body rips and ripples, causing the bed to creak. My tongue enters her deeper, my kisses turning rough and savage and Freya’s fingers dig into my shoulders.
She’s going to leave little marks but I’ll wear them with pride. When she comes, she comes so forcefully, I need to clamp a hand over her mouth to silence her screams. Once she’s back down on earth again she glances at me through hooded eyes.
“You didn’t have to do that,” she whimpers and I smirk. How adorable. She thinks that was for her but her pleasure is my pleasure. “Not that I’m c...complaining.”
“Good to know,” I say, pressing my fingers into her to stretch her and she winces, unused to the invasion but she slowly eases, welcoming me when I lay on top of her. Keeping her busy with kisses, I take out my shaft, inching it closer to her entrance before sinking inside.
“Aaah...,” she wails, looking down and accusation flares in her eyes, “you said it was tiny and it’s not!”
“Average...,” I growl while she almost turns herself inside out to be able to take me. “Just relax, you’ll be fine.”
Nodding her head, she huffs, “You won’t get me pregnant, will you Ram? I’m too young.”
“You won’t get pregnant on your first try,” I grit but deep down that’s what I want. I want her heavy with my offspring and I squeeze my eyes, knowing it can’t ever happen but I’m too fucked up to use any protection. I enter her deeper until she’s flat against me and she lets out a sound of discomfort before those sounds turn into moans. She scratches her nails down my arms, squirming with need and I begin moving rhythmically. Sweat pours down my face, my jaw clenching so hard because of her tightness that I’ll be surprised if I still have a jaw by the end.
Panting, her lids flutter and her body begins meeting my thrusts, rocking and shaking. Letting out a strangled moan, I ejaculate before collapsing on top of her and she inhales, threading her fingers into my hair.
She lays there, dazed and slightly confused about what just happened while I enjoy having her naked body pulsating from the aftershocks of her orgasm underneath mine.
“I feel so different now, Ram....” She gasps as I get up and it physically hurts to tear myself away from her. I’d rather have my organs plucked one by one than leave her right now. Her legs are still spread, a sweet mixture of her innocent blood and my come trickling down her thigh. “Where are you going,” she asks, looking at me through hooded eyes and she seems beat.
Bending down, I put a kiss on her forehead and she beams up at me. “I’d better go until someone realizes I’m in here. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
She nods, pleased and content before letting out a squeal and burying her face in the pillows. “I can’t believe I lost my virginity on my birthday!” She glances at me, panting dreamily, “And to you of all people.”
That’s right. I beat all other males. My heart sinks. Because this...
This can’t happen again.
****
Watching her is like a drug. Especially when she dances. I’ve never seen anyone move like that. She looks like she’s about to break into a thousand beautiful pieces and I want to collect each one. Dressed in a leotard and sheer top, she dances with ferocity, spinning around like a whirlwind and her hair escapes her strict bun.
Tendrils fly all around her face and I know this is how I’ll remember her.Wild. Beautiful. Open. This is how I’ll remember her when things go to hell and they will go to hell. My time is limited and I know I’m a bastard for sleeping with her.
She didn’t deserve that. She deserves someone who can be by her side and I can’t. One day I will lose her and I don’t know when that day will come but I know that getting her hopes up is out of the question. I can never marry her, never build a family with her but I still took what should’ve belonged to her husband.
I did it for selfish reasons. I wanted her too much, because I couldn’t hold back, because the thought of another male claiming her before me sent me into an insane rage. I wanted one little taste of her to sustain me for the rest of my life. However much is left of it anyway because it’s a dangerous business I’m involved in.
I’ve done some bad things.
Freya may hate me when she finds out. I won’t blame her. And eventually I hope, she’ll have it in her to forgive me one day.
Leaning against the doorway, I stay hidden, not wanting her to notice me and she whirls around, the sharp light from the gothic windows catching her every move. Spinning passionately, she abruptly stops and lets out a low curse.
“Damn, why can’t I ever get that right?” she mutters to herself. Her face is fuming, endearing her to me and a cut of grief slashes my chest.Freya, baby girl...if only things had been different. If only I’d known I’d find something as precious as you in this forsaken place.
“Maybe if you lost a couple of pounds, you’d manage,” a female voice says, sauntering inside from another door along with a male. He’s a mere soldier but my fists still clench because I don’t want him anywhere near Freya.
“Julien,” Freya breathes and her eyes dart. “So nice of you to offer your opinion but I’m having a private dance session right now.”
This Julien person lets out a laugh, while pretending to inspect her nails. “You call that dancing?” She laughs again and I want to smack her in the mouth. “Aren’t you confident? From where I was standing it looked more like you were trying to imitate a bull in a china shop.”
The soldier laughs, putting a hand on Julien’s shoulder. “Easy, sexy. She’s the boss’s niece after all and I don’t feel like getting in trouble.”
“Your boyfriend’s right,” Freya says. “You should leave.”