Her taut nipples brush against my skin as I dip my fingers into the waistband of her pajama shorts. She lifts her hips slightly, making it easier for me to pull her shorts and panties down her legs. I discard them before shoving my sweats down enough for my dick to spring free.
We both moan when my cock slides against her silky folds. Her pussy is wet and ready for me. I have to force myself to restrain the need to ram deep into her. I want to take her hard and fast, but I promised not to hurt her, and I know this is her first time.
Shifting on top of her, I line my cock head up with her entrance, grinding my molars when I push against her tight hole.
Aurora whimpers, her nails digging into my biceps as I slowly push into her hot channel. She stretches around me, opening up for me even when I tear through her virginity. She stiffens for a moment, but relaxes in my hold quickly when she realizes I’m giving her time to adjust.
When I finally do move again, the sensation is so intense, my eyes roll back.Fuck, she is so tight, so perfect…
Pressing my forehead to hers, I look deep into her eyes while thrusting in and out of her unhurriedly. Our breaths mingle, our moans blend together, and our bodies move in unison. I’ve had sex many times before, but it never felt like this—so intimate and connected. I don’t know where my body ends and hers begins.
At this moment, we’re not enemies, she isn’t my captive, and I don’t have to hand her over to Gabriel in a few weeks. Right now, she is simplymine.
Dragging my fingers down the side of her body, I hook my hand behind her knee to draw up her leg. The new position is hitting a spot that has Aurora throwing her head back with a sultry moan. I kiss her exposed throat before moving down to her collarbone, then lower to the swell of her breast.
When I make it to her nipple, I close my mouth over the stiff peak and suck gently. Aurora’s back arches, her pussy clamps around my cock, as she comes apart with a strangled cry. I fuck her through the orgasm, loving the way her cunt squeezes me tightly.
I’m so close to coming myself, but I don’t want this to end. I want to keep fucking her, claiming her, and making her come again. And that’s exactly what I’m doing.
Holding back my own release, I keep thrusting into her heat, grinding my pelvis against her clit until her legs quiver and her pussy spasms around my length once more.
This time, the sensation is too much. The tingle at the base of my spine spreads, my balls tighten, and my whole body jerks as I come harder than I ever have before. I empty myself in her depth, filling her up with my cum.
Once the last shiver has run through my body, a wave of exhaustion crashes into me, and I collapse on top of her small frame. Both of our breaths are labored, sweat covering our bodies. Worried about crushing her under my weight, I drag myself off and slump down beside her.
My eyes are too heavy to open, my limbs too tired to turn off the light. All I have energy left for is pulling Aurora’s equally spent body close to mine.
Right before I drift off, her hushed, sleepy voice fills the space. “You came inside of me… I’m not on birth control.”
I’m not sure if it’s because I’m half asleep or if I’m still high on endorphins from my orgasm, but for some reason that information doesn’t concern me.
I fall into a deep slumber moments later, while an image of Aurora’s growing belly swirls around in my mind.
17
AURORA
“I’m going out for a while, but I won’t be gone all day.”
Right away, I can sense something is up. Since when does he announce his plans in any way? Usually, he keeps me in the dark. I’m the last person to know what’s on his mind or in his plans. I keep my questions to myself, pulling on a pair of socks like he never said anything.
“I expect you to behave yourself.”
Oh, great, talk to me like I’m a child.So that’s where we are. I’m not delusional. I knew things weren’t going to change just because we had a single, mind-blowing night together. But now it’s like he has to course-correct. God forbid I get the wrong idea or anything. God forbid I make the mistake of believing he’ll treat me like a human being instead of a possession.
I don’t bother responding, since what is there to say? He seems to be waiting for a reaction, which is even more reason for me to keep my mouth shut and pretend like he’s not here. He isn’t the only one who can play games. I was raised on them.
Finally, he gives up trying to draw me out and leaves the room. As usual, he closes the door behind him.
But this time, something is different. This time, he doesn’t lock it. I’m so used to the familiar click that it’s kind of unnerving when I don’t hear it. I have to wonder what he’s up to. Is this a test? If it is, he must really think I’m an idiot.
Instead of taking the bait, I pass a little time stretching, getting the blood flowing. I’m too used to sitting around, and I can feel my body getting weak. Maybe that’s all in my head, I don’t know. What I do know is I already have enough of a disadvantage here. I don’t want to make myself an even easier target.
It’s not long before I hear footsteps on the other side of the door. Faint but promising. My stomach growls at the sound, and I look at the clock on the nightstand. It’s almost eleven, and I haven’t had breakfast.
Then the footsteps fade away without Maggie coming in or at least calling out to me. Is he going to starve me now? Is that the new plan? Am I being punished for him enjoying my company?
There’s a tightness in my chest, squeezing my heart, pressing on my lungs until I have to consciously fight for every breath. I can’t let myself fall apart, but I also can’t help remembering all the vicious little ways Dad would punish me for stepping out of line. It never took much, either. The slightest infraction, an innocent mistake, and he would go out of his way to remind me who held all the power.
