The leather slides through the loops. He unbuttons his pants, pushes them down with his boxer briefs, and—
Oh god.
I stop breathing.
He's... I don't... I've never seen a man naked before. Never seenthis. His cock juts out from his body, thick and hard and impossibly big. The head is flushed dark, already leaking, and it looks angry somehow. Demanding.
There's no way that's going to fit inside me.
"Leonid—" My voice comes out strangled. "That's—you're—"
"This is what you do to me." He wraps his hand around himself, strokes once, and I watch, transfixed. "Every day. Every time I look at you. Every time I smell you on my sheets."
I can't look away. Can't stop staring at the sheer size of him, the way his hand barely wraps around the girth. Fear and arousal war in my chest—terror at what's coming, but also a deep, primalwantthat I don't understand.
"It won't fit," I whisper.
"It will." He releases himself and kneels on the bed, caging me with his body. He's completely naked now, all hard muscle and scarred skin and overwhelmingmaleness. "Your body was made to take me. I'll make sure of it."
He kisses me and I taste myself on his tongue. His cock presses against my thigh, hot and hard, and I gasp into his mouth.
I chose this.
I chosehim.
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She tastes like heaven on my tongue.
I kiss her deeper, letting her experience herself on my lips, and she whimpers into my mouth. So innocent. So fucking responsive. My cock is pressed against her thigh, hard enough to hurt, and every instinct in my body is screaming at me to take her. Claim her. Bury myself inside her and never come out.
Slow down. She's a virgin. You'll hurt her.
I pull back just enough to look at her face. Flushed. Dazed. Her green eyes are glazed from the orgasm I just pulled out of her, and her lips are swollen from my kisses. She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
And she's about to be mine. Completely.
"Leonid..." Her voice is wrecked. Barely a whisper. "I want..."
"I know what you want." I brush the hair from her face, trying to gentle myself. Trying to remember that she's nineteen and untouched and I need to be careful. "Are you sure?"
"Yes." No hesitation. Her hand comes up, touches my jaw. "I want you to be my first. My only."
My only.
Something primal roars in my chest. The possessiveness I've been fighting for days—weeks—crashes through me like a tidal wave.
"Once I'm inside you, there's no going back." I need her to understand. Need her to know what she's agreeing to. "You'll be mine, Lily. Completely. Forever."
"I'm already yours."
My control fractures.
I position myself between her thighs, my cock notching against her entrance. She's wet—God, she's so wet from coming on my tongue—but she's also impossibly tight. I can feel her clenching around nothing, her body instinctively preparing for something it's never experienced.
"Look at me," I command. "Eyes on me."
