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balanced on. “I can’t. I want you to fuck me. I want to feel you so deep inside me that we don’t know where one of us stops and the other begins.”
Hunter speared her with a ravenous, amber stare that made her breath hitch. He looked wild, feral, and completely raw. She stared back at him, letting him see her responding craving, a need that was just as deep as his.
“Christ! I can’t go slowly,” Hunter cursed, his fingers caressing her cheek as their gazes stayed locked together.
Lifting her arm, she grasped the hand that was gently stroking her face. Entwining their fingers, she whispered, “Then don’t. Feel me, Hunter.” Athena wanted him to realize that not all of the insanity he was feeling belonged to him. She wanted it just as intensely, just as deeply. Feeling the ferocity of his passion was intoxicating. The pain of him deflowering her would be nothing compared to the aching need she had for him right now.
Without breaking the powerful contact of their gazes, Hunter reached between them and placed himself at the opening of her sheath. “It’s going to hurt. You’re so tight, and I’m big.” He wasn’t bragging. In fact, he sounded grave.
Athena fell into his amber gaze, hypnotized as he grabbed her other hand and entwined his fingers through hers, letting their joined hands rest on both sides of her head.
“It will feel amazing,” she told him softly, lifting her hips slightly.
“I’m glad you think so, Princess. You might change your mind after this.” Without warning, Hunter gave a powerful thrust of hips, seating himself deeply inside her.
Athena felt the tiny membrane of her virginity give way to Hunter’s strength, and she flinched briefly as the pinching sensation surprised her, and the penetration stretched the walls of her channel.
Her eyes began to flutter closed, but Hunter demanded, “Look at me, Athena. Don’t stop looking at me. Are you okay?” His voice was strained from holding back.
She opened her eyes, meeting Hunter’s concerned stare with a sultry smile. “Fuck me,” she dared. “I’m more than okay. I knew you’d feel incredible.” The relief on his face was worth way more than the nominal pain of losing her virginity. Now that he was buried inside her, all she could feel was him.
“I don’t know what to do now,” she admitted, her body clamoring for more of Hunter.
“Hold on,” he instructed, pulling his cock almost all the way out of her body and surging inside her again. “I. Can’t. Stop. Now,” he rasped, his hips moving, his cock entering and retreating in a relentless rhythm.
Athena’s grip on Hunter’s hands tightened as she continued to meet his furious pace, lifting her hips to greet every entry of his sizable cock. All that was left of her lost virginity was a stretching sensation that felt more erotic than painful.
Finally, Hunter belonged to her. Maybe it was only temporary, but it felt divine. She watched his face, the carnality of his expression one of the most beautiful things she’d ever seen.
His amber stare stayed locked on her face as he hammered into her. “Jesus, you’re so tight, Princess. You feel so damn good.” He changed his angle slightly so his cock rubbed against her clit with every pump of his hips. “This...” Thrust. “Is...” Thrust. “Mine!” Thrust.
His claim was elemental, each word growled with every pounding entry of his shaft. “Yes, yes, yes!” she chanted, delirious with the pleasure of having Hunter so earthy and possessive. She wanted him like this, and the sex was wanton and pure, unadulterated…Hunter.
“Come, Hunter,” she insisted, wrapping her legs tighter around his back. She wanted to watch his face as he spent himself inside her. He looked tortured, anguished. Was that what pleasure looked like for him?
“Baby, I’m in fucking ecstasy,” he answered on a heavy exhale, having caught her thoughts. “And I’m not coming without you.”
Athena could already feel her
Hunter speared her with a ravenous, amber stare that made her breath hitch. He looked wild, feral, and completely raw. She stared back at him, letting him see her responding craving, a need that was just as deep as his.
“Christ! I can’t go slowly,” Hunter cursed, his fingers caressing her cheek as their gazes stayed locked together.
Lifting her arm, she grasped the hand that was gently stroking her face. Entwining their fingers, she whispered, “Then don’t. Feel me, Hunter.” Athena wanted him to realize that not all of the insanity he was feeling belonged to him. She wanted it just as intensely, just as deeply. Feeling the ferocity of his passion was intoxicating. The pain of him deflowering her would be nothing compared to the aching need she had for him right now.
Without breaking the powerful contact of their gazes, Hunter reached between them and placed himself at the opening of her sheath. “It’s going to hurt. You’re so tight, and I’m big.” He wasn’t bragging. In fact, he sounded grave.
Athena fell into his amber gaze, hypnotized as he grabbed her other hand and entwined his fingers through hers, letting their joined hands rest on both sides of her head.
“It will feel amazing,” she told him softly, lifting her hips slightly.
“I’m glad you think so, Princess. You might change your mind after this.” Without warning, Hunter gave a powerful thrust of hips, seating himself deeply inside her.
Athena felt the tiny membrane of her virginity give way to Hunter’s strength, and she flinched briefly as the pinching sensation surprised her, and the penetration stretched the walls of her channel.
Her eyes began to flutter closed, but Hunter demanded, “Look at me, Athena. Don’t stop looking at me. Are you okay?” His voice was strained from holding back.
She opened her eyes, meeting Hunter’s concerned stare with a sultry smile. “Fuck me,” she dared. “I’m more than okay. I knew you’d feel incredible.” The relief on his face was worth way more than the nominal pain of losing her virginity. Now that he was buried inside her, all she could feel was him.
“I don’t know what to do now,” she admitted, her body clamoring for more of Hunter.
“Hold on,” he instructed, pulling his cock almost all the way out of her body and surging inside her again. “I. Can’t. Stop. Now,” he rasped, his hips moving, his cock entering and retreating in a relentless rhythm.
Athena’s grip on Hunter’s hands tightened as she continued to meet his furious pace, lifting her hips to greet every entry of his sizable cock. All that was left of her lost virginity was a stretching sensation that felt more erotic than painful.
Finally, Hunter belonged to her. Maybe it was only temporary, but it felt divine. She watched his face, the carnality of his expression one of the most beautiful things she’d ever seen.
His amber stare stayed locked on her face as he hammered into her. “Jesus, you’re so tight, Princess. You feel so damn good.” He changed his angle slightly so his cock rubbed against her clit with every pump of his hips. “This...” Thrust. “Is...” Thrust. “Mine!” Thrust.
His claim was elemental, each word growled with every pounding entry of his shaft. “Yes, yes, yes!” she chanted, delirious with the pleasure of having Hunter so earthy and possessive. She wanted him like this, and the sex was wanton and pure, unadulterated…Hunter.
“Come, Hunter,” she insisted, wrapping her legs tighter around his back. She wanted to watch his face as he spent himself inside her. He looked tortured, anguished. Was that what pleasure looked like for him?
“Baby, I’m in fucking ecstasy,” he answered on a heavy exhale, having caught her thoughts. “And I’m not coming without you.”
Athena could already feel her
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