But I need more. I need him.
I yank Alec up to my face, kissing him hard, tasting myself on his tongue.
“Now,” I gasp. “Please. I need you inside me.”
Alec positions himself between my thighs, his cock heavy and thick against my entrance. He slides it through my folds, coating himself in my arousal, and I whimper at the teasing pressure.
“Call out my name, darling. Let me hear how much you love this.” He begins to slide in, and I gasp at the stretch. It’s so much. He’s so big.
Alec freezes, his eyes searching my face. “Darling... you’re so tight. Have you not done this in a while, or?—”
My cheeks flood with heat. “I’ve... I’ve never done this.”
Time stops.
Alec goes completely still above me, his expression shifting from confusion to shock to something that looks almost like reverence.
“You’ve never...?” His voice is rough. “Claire. Are you telling me you’re a virgin?”
I nod, unable to meet his eyes. “I never trusted anyone enough. I never wanted anyone enough. Until you.”
“Fuck.” The word comes out strangled. He pulls back slightly, and for one horrible moment, I think he’s going to stop. That this changes things.
But then his hand is on my face, tilting my chin up, forcing me to look at him. And what I see in his eyes steals my breath.
Awe. Protectiveness. And something deeper. Something that looks almost like worship.
“You’re giving this to me,” he whispers. “Your first time. Me.”
“I want it to be you.” My voice trembles. “Only you.”
“Jesus Christ, Claire.” He leans down, pressing his forehead to mine. “Do you have any idea what that means to me? That out of everyone in the world, you chose me?”
I shake my head, tears pricking at my eyes.
“It means everything.” He kisses me softly, reverently. “You’re everything. And I’m going to make this so good for you, darling. I’m going to take such good care of you.”
He starts to push in again, slower this time. Gentler. I feel every inch of him as he stretches me open, fills me up.
“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so well. Taking me so perfectly.” His voice is strained, his muscles trembling with the effort of holding back. “God, you feel incredible. So tight. So wet. Made for me.”
I whimper as he sinks deeper. It burns, but it’s a good burn. A claiming burn.
“Alec...”
“I know, darling. I know.” He rocks his hips, easing in another inch. “Almost there. You’re being such a good girl for me.”
My walls flutter around him, adjusting to his size. He’s so deep. Deeper than I ever imagined anyone could be.
“No one else,” he growls, and there’s possession in every word. “No one else will ever have this. Will ever have you. You belong to me now, Claire. Your body. Your pleasure. Your everything.”
“Yes.” The word is a moan. “Yours. I’m yours.”
He pushes in the last inch, and I cry out as he fills me completely. The stretch is overwhelming, but so is the intimacy of it. Alec inside me. Part of me.
He holds still, letting me adjust, his forehead pressed to mine. “Okay?”
“More than okay.” I roll my hips experimentally, and we both groan. “Please, Alec. Move.”
