Una gasped at the intrusion and her nails dug into his back, and he locked every muscle and held absolutely still, buried deep inside her all the way to the hilt, watching her face.
"All right?"he asked roughly.
Una breathed through it.Her grip on him loosened by degrees.Then, slowly, she let out a long breath.
"Aye," she said."Aye.I'm all right."
Cormac felt her surround him, hot and impossibly tight, her channel gripping him, and he nearly lost himself then and there.He gritted his teeth and held on, reminding himself this was her first time and he was going to make sure she remembered it well.
Una lay beneath him and felt overwhelmed with desire.Cormac was so large she felt split in two, stretched beyond what seemed possible, and there was a sting that made her eyes water.But as the seconds passed and he stayed still and his thumb stroked her cheek, watching her with that dark, intense gaze, the sting began to recede.Something deeper moved underneath it, warm and insistent, and her hips made a small involuntary movement upward.
His jaw tightened."Una!"
"Move," she gasped."Please.I want ye to move."
***
CORMAC MOVED.
Slowly at first with long and careful strokes that had her mouth falling open, watching her face change as the last edge of pain gave way completely to heat.He kept his rhythm steady and deep and she felt every inch of him, felt the drag and press of it, and then her hips began to rise to meet him.
"More," she said.
Everything changed then.
Cormac let go of all control and drove into her with strong, powerful thrusts and she took him with a raw, loud moan that echoed off the walls.He pulled back and thrust again, harder, and Una met him with her hips, her heels digging into the back of his thighs, urging him on.He set a rhythm that was deep and driving and she matched him stroke for stroke, her fingers raking down his back, her mouth open against his jaw.
He dipped his head and took her nipple in his mouth and suckled while he pounded into her and she cried out, loud and broken and utterly beyond caring, and her whole body shuddered beneath him.
"Ye feel glorious," Cormac gritted out against her breast.
"Dinnae stop," Una gasped."Dinnae ye dare stop."
He drove deeper.She wailed.The headboard struck the wall repeatedly.
Eventually Cormac reached between them and pressed his thumb against her pearl and kept his rhythm as Una came apart, loudly, clenching around him so tight his vision blurred.He buried his face in her shoulder and roared into her skin as he followed her over the edge with four hard thrusts before he exploded inside her.
***
THEY LAY STILL.BOTHbreathing hard.
After a moment Una said, "Is it always like that?"
Cormac lifted his head from her shoulder and shifted his weight so as not to crush her.He looked at Una's flushed face, her wrecked hair, her thoroughly satisfied expression, and felt his heart skip a beat.
"Aye, but the more we do it," he said, "the better it becomes."
She raised an eyebrow.
"But for what it's worth," he said, "tonight has been the best, bar none."
She studied him for a moment.Then something in her face softened entirely and she let out a long breath, and he understood that she had needed to hear that and he was glad he had said it plainly.
"Good," she replied.
He kissed her then, slow and languid and gentle.Reluctantly he withdrew, got up, crossed to the washstand, wrung out a warm cloth, and came back and cleaned her gently, then himself, and fetched a dry towel and used that too.Una watched him do it without speaking.He stoked the fire back up, blew out the guttered candles, and climbed back into bed.
She turned into him immediately, her cheek against his chest, her hand flat on his stomach.He put his arm around her and pulled her close.The day's events took their toll as their bodies relaxed, and wrapped in each other's arms they eventually succumbed to sleep.
