Page 42 of Urgent Vows
I smile against her clit before sliding my forefinger and middle finger inside of her. I don't go too deep because I don't want to break that barrier with anything but my cock. She tries to jerk away from the intrusion, but I've got a hold of her thigh and she's not going anywhere.
"I…Severu…it's too much," she gasps out.
"No, wife, it is not enough." Because it is not my cock.
Scissoring my fingers inside her, I alternately nip, suck and lick at her clit and slick folds. As I bring her to another climax, I stretch her so her tight channel can receive my cock. I've never had sex with a virgin before. If it were anyone but this woman, I would not have the patience to make it good for them.
Not when I'm aching with the need to thrust my steel-hard cock deep into her pussy and claim her as mine.
But the primitive need to claim her fully and make her mine fights with the need to protect her. I cannot hurt her. Not that I'm a violent lover, but this concern for her wellbeing is something new. Something more.
I suck on her clit, and she screams, cream squirting around my fingers as her inner muscles clench tight. I rub up against the spot on the front of her pussy walls until she's given me every bit of pleasure she can and her body has gone boneless on the bed.
Only then do I slide my fingers out of her. I suck every bit of her delicious cum off of them, but force myself not to lap at the cream glistening at her pussy opening.
Her untried channel needs to be extra slippery for what comes next.
I shift over her until my cock is once again in place to penetrate her most intimate flesh. "You ready, Catalina?"
She's pleasure drunk and manages only a wobbly nod, but it's enough.
Pressing my head into her, I feel how tight she still is, but I keep going. She whimpers. I force myself to stop and wait for her body to adjust. My muscles shake with tension and the need to move. But I don't. Not until she relaxes under me.
We continue at this excruciatingly slow pace until I have about two inches inside her, with at least six more to go.
I am losing my damn mind with the need to thrust deeper. I don't know if it would be better to finish breaching her with one powerful thrust, or to keep pressing forward a little bit at a time.
"I knew you weren't going to fit." She sounds on the verge of tears.
Something about those words call to the beast inside me. Of course, I will fucking fit. She was made for my cock.
"This is going to hurt, but it will get better." I hope.
She looks at me with trusting hazel eyes, still glistening with moisture that could be from pain or pleasure. "Even if it doesn't, I want it. I want you inside me, Severu."
Damn it. My control evaporates. I thrust forward, pushing the tight walls of her virgin pussy to accommodate my girth and length. I feel the barrier, but I shove through it, going deeper until I'm fully seated and my balls brush against her.
She's biting her lip again, tears running down her temples into her hair. And I realize that with everything that has happened today, this is the first time I have seen her cry.
I should probably feel bad about that. I don't. I feel primal satisfaction. Those tears belong to me.
Her hazel eyes might be drenched, but the expression in them says she still wants this. She still wants me. Wants this.
I will not ruin her first time with my impatience.
I grit my teeth and once again force myself into stillness as I wait for her body to adjust to having me inside. Finally, her vaginal walls relax a little and I can pull back before thrusting forward again.
She cries out.
"Pleasure or pain?" I demand, not sure if I can stop if it's the latter.
"Both. Oh, it's both, Severu."
I reach to slide my hand between our bodies, pressing my thumb against her clit so it shifts with every thrust of my hips.
"Ohhh…" Her eyes go wide. "That feels so good." She sounds surprised.
"It's supposed to." I kiss her, moving my hips in short thrusts, my tip pressing against her cervix with every single one.
