Her breathing picks up, and her stomach is clenching. She’s going to come again. I draw circles around her clit with the tip of my tongue, trying not to overstimulate her to the point where it hurts. But, fuck, I want this orgasm. And I’m going to give it to her like my life depends on it.
“Owen…I— I feel like I have to use the bathroom.”
“You don’t,” I tell her, using the hand that’s wrapped around her hips to massage her G-spot from the outside. Her mouth forms an O, and her fingers go to her nipples. She pulls roughly on them, turning them bright red against her pale skin.
“You’re going to come again, my little moon. Just let go. Give it to me.”
She’s loud now, crying out all sorts of phrases in Italian mixed with my name. Her entire body is moving with my fingers, and I press the flat of my tongue against her clit, licking long and hard as her orgasm builds.
She comes with a scream and soaks my face. I try to fit a third finger inside of her as she squirts, but her hips are moving too violently. Pulling my fingers out, I lick everywhere. I clean her up with long, languid licks as she comes down from her high. The sheets beneath us are soaked, and my beard is sticky with her release.
When she finally relaxes and looks down at me, her face turns red with embarrassment. She scoots away from me, seeing the puddle on the sheets and the mess in my beard.
“Did I pee on you?” she almost screams in shock.
I crawl up to her, my dick aching as it rubs against the sheets.
“Aurora,” I say in a soothing voice. “No, baby. No.” I take her in my arms and pull her tightly against my chest. She relaxes into me and throws one of her legs over my hips.
“Sometimes when you have more than one orgasm back to back, or you’re stimulated in just the right way, your body responds by squirting. There are so many things that can cause it, and you aren’t the only one. It’s just one of many ways your body expresses pleasure.” I kiss the top of her head.
A moment of comfortable silence passes between us.
“You are hard again,” she murmurs, using one of her hands to stroke me. I’m sensitive and aching, and what she’s doing feels fucking fantastic. My hips move against her.
“I am.” I reach down and take her hand off my dick. If she keeps it up, I’ll come in her hand instead of her pussy. She pulls her head back and looks up at me. I lean in for a kiss, and we take a moment to explore each other’s mouths. I run my hands all over her body, and she does the same with mine.
“I’m ready,” she murmurs against my lips as her hands drift lower. Her big violet eyes look up into mine. “I want you inside of me, Owen. I want this to be real. I want us to be husband and wife.”
I kiss her and pull her on top of me as I roll onto my back.
“Who am I to deny my wife?”
CHAPTER EIGHT
She’s soaking wet. I can feel her dripping onto my abs as I take one of her nipples into my mouth. Her gasp is so sweet, I thank God that I get to hear it for the rest of my life.
“We’re going to work with gravity,” I tell her as I reach between us and grab my dick, lining it up with her slit and running it through her slick folds. Her eyes glaze over as I let the soft head press gently on her clit.
“Will it hurt?” she asks, her voice quiet and worried.
“It’s going to hurt, piccola luna.” I rub her clit with my thumb and let just the tip sink inside of her. “But I’m going to be as gentle as I can.”
My last words are gritted out through clenched teeth as she breathes deeply and lets another half of an inch sink inside of her. Her eyebrows are drawn tight, and she’s trying her best to relax.
One of my hands guides her hips while the other continues to play with her clit, keeping her aroused through the pain. Her hands are braced on my chest as she continues to try and lower herself. She’s so fucking tight that I’m having to concentrate every ounce of my willpower on not slamming home.
“Owen,” she says in a pitiful tone. I look up at her, and her eyes are pleading. “Just do it.”
I look down at where our bodies are trying to join together, and she’s only got a couple of inches inside of her. At this rate, we’ll be here for hours. Flipping us over, I position myself above her and sink back into her. She flinches and hisses through her teeth as I push myself in until I feel resistance.
“This is where it’s really going to hurt, baby girl,” I tell her as I brush her hair out of her face and kiss from her temple to her neck.
“Do it,” she says, wrapping her legs around my waist to urge me on. “It already hurts.”
I kiss her, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth at the same time that I push myself the rest of the way in. Her body gives way, and her cunt spasms around my cock, sucking me deep inside of her. She cries out, and I swallow it with my mouth, quickly putting a hand between us to tease her clit.
“Respira, piccola. Respira.” Breathe, baby. Breathe. “I’m going to stay right here. I’m not going to move until you’re okay.”
We lock eyes as she breathes through the pain. I give her little featherlight touches and kiss every inch of skin I can get to. After a few moments, she gently takes my face in her hands and kisses me, her hips beginning to move as she does.
“You’re so big,” she whispers against my mouth. I give her a small laugh.
“Or you’re just really tight. But I appreciate the compliment.” I wink at her, and I’m rewarded with her laughter.
“You feel nice.” Her words end in a moan when I make the smallest movement inside of her. I run a hand down her hip and up her thigh, squeezing it as she lifts her hips against me. “The stretch is painful but…good.”
I pull out a little and slowly push back in. She stretches perfectly around me, and when I begin to move in a steady rhythm, Aurora’s nails scratch down my back and arms. Her breathing picks up, causing her breasts to rub deliciously against my chest. I kiss and nibble on her neck, watching red marks bloom on her skin.
“I want to see how good we look together,” I tell her before moving to push her knees to her chest. I watch as I disappear inside of her, and when I pull out, her blood streaks across my dick.
“Fuck, Aurora. Do you know how good your blood looks on my skin?” I pick up my pace, thrusting inside of her with more urgency. She’s watching us where we come together with fascination, and I continue to plunge inside of her faster and faster.
“You’re mine now,” I growl. “Sei mia.”
“Yes,” she moans.
“Say it.”
“I am yours!”
“I am going to fill this pretty pink pussy up with so much cum, you’ll feel me dripping between your thighs for days. And this belly,” I growl like a man possessed as I run the palm of my hand across the soft curve. “This belly is going to grow round with our baby.”
“Oh, Owen.” Her hands wrap around her thighs, and she pulls herself wider for me.
“I’m close, baby. Are you going to come again for me?”
She meets my eyes and nods, a bead of sweat trickling down her temple.
“Come for me, sweet girl. I want to feel this cunt pulsing around my cock, milking me for all I’m worth as I empty everything inside of you.” Her breathing picks up, those perky breasts swinging in time with each slap of our hips.