minutes, she was being pulled apart. She had long ceased to breathe. She mindlessly writhed against him, letting his tongue carry her back to those dizzying heights.
“Hold on,” he said before her world exploded into beautiful sparks again. He placed a reverent kiss on her pulsing heat and then tugged his breeches, ripping them off. She had never seen a naked man before. And he was very different than her with his cock large and hard and jutting.
He paused. His brows furrowed, his lips pressed together, she’d never seen anyone look so serious, or so tempting. “I won’t force you,” he said. Sweat beaded on his forehead. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She knew she should be scandalized at the thought of what she’d already let him do with her body and what she was about to let him do. But this felt too right. He felt right. She took an unsteady breath and tried to listen to what her instincts were telling her. “I think stopping right now would probably hurt me more than anything else.”
He flashed the same disarming crooked grin that had won her over at the ball. “It would definitely kill me.”
He turned her over on her belly and playfully nipped her shoulder. She arched up to him. He guided her, spreading her legs and lifting her so she was on her hands and knees in front of him. He eased her head to the pillow, positioning her so her bottom was in the air and he had free access to her. He caressed her soft folds with his cock until it was slick with her juices. He then pressed against her soaked opening. It felt hot like a brand.
The pressure built as he entered her. She was tight and her maidenhead firmly in place. And though her body was moist and ready, she couldn’t help but stiffen when his member bumped up against it.
He bit her neck. His feel of rough teeth grating against her skin zinged throughout her body. With a greater urgency, he pushed her legs wider and tilted her hips so he could go just a little deeper.
“My name is Dimitri,” he whispered, sending delightful shivers down her spine. “I would like to hear it on your lips.”
“Dimitri,” she said on a breath, losing herself to the sensation of his long, thick cock stretching her. “ Dimitri .”
He reached around and took her breast in his hand. His skillful fingers pinched and rolled her nipple until the sensation of his touch throbbed through her already tingling body. She felt as if she was standing at the edge of an abyss, begging to be pushed off the ledge.
Her body moved with instincts she did not know she owned. She nipped his fingertips and cried his name several more times. He pinched her pebbled nipple even harder and with a grunt thrust fully into her.
She cried out at the invasion.
“Don’t move,” he said, kissing her neck. “Just get used to me. I promise it will feel better in a moment. You are mine now. Forever mine.”
As promised, the sting quickly ebbed. His chest rubbed against her back as he began a slow rocking movement. His hands covered her body, caressing, teasing. He stroked her with much more force now.
“Oh,” she said with renewed pleasure.
They were both panting and urging the other to thrust harder to fulfill nature’s promise of pleasure. And then it came. The world exploded. Her body delightfully pulled apart. Dimitri’s muscles tensed, and he cried out her name. Lia felt the branding heat and dampness of his seed shoot through her entire body as he came deep inside of her.
He slowly moved and turned her onto her side. With words murmured in that exotic language he’d spoken earlier, he pulled her into his arms and kissed the top of her head. His chest was her pillow. She snuggled closer to him. Exhausted from the abduction earlier that evening and from the exertions just now, she started to drift off to sleep.
“My family calls me Lia,” she mumbled.
He had shared his given name with her. She felt she should do the same.
“Lia,” he repeated, sounding groggy himself.