I grabbed her hips, ready to start fucking her, but she was shaking beneath me, her pussy so tight, it felt like it was forcing me out. Her bottom lip quivered as tears fell from her tightly shut eyes. Her mouth was still hanging open, but no sound came from her.
I knew something was wrong the moment her face started to turn blue. She was holding her breath.
“Jess?” I grabbed her face with one hand, making her face me. “Breathe. Open your eyes.”
She sucked in a quick breath and shook her head.
What the fuck?
“Do we need to stop?”
Again, she shook her head.
“I need you to look me in the eyes, or I am calling this off right now.”
The last thing I needed was to get in trouble for some sexual assault misunderstanding. I wasn’t about to throw away my life for a pussy I was substituting for another I couldn’t have.
Slowly, she peeled her lids open, still sniffling, fresh tears falling.
“What’s wrong?”
Her lips came together, eyes blazing with rebellion. She had no idea who she was up against.
“Three…” I threatened, but she shook her head.
“Two…”
Nothing.
“One…” I started to pull away from her. “I guess we’re done then.”
“I didn’t think it would hurt this much,” she squeaked out, pain evident in her voice, though her body had finally started to relax.
“Didn’t think whatwould—”
I froze. I’d read the club’s policies for the primal event.
Yet my precious little kitten had admitted to being afucking virginafter I chased her down and shoved myself into her without a care in the world. The thing was, knowing she was a virgin wouldn’t have changed anything. I’d have done it all again, even knowing this new information. My length was pulsing inside her, getting even harder knowing I probably had her blood coating me, marking me.
“Please don’t tell anyone,” she said quickly when I’d been silent for too long.
I smirked at her. “Oh, I’m not going to tell anyone.” I moved my hips just enough to see her wince, delighting in her discomfort. “I’m going to finish what I started. Is that understood?”
“Okay,” she said in a small voice.
“I’m going to have so much fun with you, kitten,” I said before drawing a few inches out of her.
Seeing the crimson streaks, the proof of her innocence, on my cock made me feral. No one else would ever have her first.
It belonged to me.
Her face was still pinched as she gasped for breath, but that didn’t stop me from inching my way in and out of her, letting her blood and arousal lube my cock up, getting rougher with each thrust of my hips.
“Please…” she muttered, her eyes rolling back, back arching off the floor.
“Please what, kitten?”
“Don’t go easy on me. Fuck me. Hurt me. Use me.”
