I nod, and he shakes his head.
“Tell me you understand. I’m bigger than you’re used to. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I understand. You won’t hurt me. Please.”
My hands grip his waist as he inches himself in. I inhale sharply, closing my eyes. My pain tolerance is pretty high as a monster hunter, and it’s not that it hurts… there’s an intense pressure but it’s being masked by immense pleasure.
This is not how sex typically feels for me. This is… something more. This is—
He moves another inch in, and I whimper.
“That’s it, my little mouse. You’re doing so well.”
He’s being careful with me, letting my walls adjust to his size.
“Are you okay?” he asks, possibly seeing the wince on my face.
Or maybe it’s because I dig my nails into his sides. It hurts only because I need more. I need all of him.
“Keep going,” I whisper.
He pushes another inch and covers my nipple with his mouth. He sucks, and I gasp when his teeth graze over the peak again. He takes my other aching nipple between his fingers, and pinches, pulling a moan from me.
I’m panting by the time he releases my breast with a pop.
His wings, which typically stay flush against his back, are now in full display. I lift my hands to touch them, but they seem to have a life of their own, and using the little claws on the end, he hooks my wrists and places them above my head.
“I won’t last if you touch them,” he groans, his voice strained. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
That’s when I realize he’s fully seated inside me.
“Are you okay? Am I hurting you?”
“No,” I say, despite my eyes watering. It’s not pain. It’secstasy.It’s nearly incapacitating. My body is a live wire, ready to explode at any moment.
Still, I need more.
I can’t let him see the tears preparing to fall so I claim a kiss and peel my hands from his wing’s hold to grab his muscular ass. I squeeze, hard, letting him know to start moving.
His initial thrusts are languid.
“Please. Faster. Harder,” I groan.
He hesitates, his lips frozen against mine.
“Tell me if it’s too much, okay?”
“I will.”
He searches my eyes waiting to spot a lie, but he must see how badly I want this.Needthis, and he gives in to my demands.
I scream his name at the first brutal jerk of his hips. It encourages him to keep going, fast and hard as I wanted.
“Fuck, Farrah, you’re so tight.”
My eyes roll back into my head. He was right about his cock not being like a human’s. It’sbetter.Thicker throughout, bulbous. It’s what Evangeline told me. Though, I didn’t get a good look at Locheran’s cock before I demanded he be inside me.
All I know is he’s hitting every goddamn nerve like no human man ever has done before. He’s grazing a spot inside me that’s never been touched.
