His words turned her on.
“I should have taken your virginity in a bed, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to be inside you.”
“Shut up and kiss me.” She pressed a finger to his lips wanting him to stop. His c**k was no longer hurting her but tormenting her. “Please, f**k me, Nick.”
She’d read so many words of love and begging for sex in her books, never expecting to use them herself. Nick had made it all possible. Clara was so grateful to him for buying her. The very thought of why she was grateful made her want to laugh. No woman should be grateful for being bought.
“As my lady wishes.” He took her lips before drawing out of her body. She whimpered, not wanting him to leave her at all. “Trust me, baby. I’m going to make you scream before the end.”
Smiling, Clara more than trusted his ability to do as he said.
He drew all the way out of her until only the tip remained. “Look at us, Clara.”
Glancing down, she saw the length of his c**k with her cream along with a small tinge of blood on his cock. Heat flamed in her cheeks at the obvious evidence of arousal. “I’m going to fill you with my cum, Clara, and no man will ever touch you. I’m going to rub my scent into your f**king skin.”
“Yes,” she said, moaning.
Nick slammed in deep, hitting her cervix. The pain had her jerking off the floor. He merely caught her, pulling out and doing the same again. He f**ked her hard, making each thrust hurt but also drove her closer toward her orgasm.
“Hold onto me.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he turned their positions so she was sitting on his lap. His c**k was in as deep as it could go from this new angle. “I want to hold you and watch you come apart in my arms.”
Acting on instinct, she kissed his lips. His fingers tightened in her hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck.
“There is so much I’m going to do to you,” he said. His gaze fell to her br**sts. “I’m going to bring you nothing but pleasure, Clara. Every step you take, you’re going to be so sore and remember everything I do to you.” He leaned down, taking one of her ni**les into his mouth. “I’m going to fill your body with my cum and surround you with my scent.”
He circled her ni**les with his tongue then bit into them.
“You’re driving me crazy,” she said, gasping. He touched her clit, and her muscles tightened around his cock. His length felt bigger than ever before.
“Do you want me to let you come?” he asked.
“Yes.”
She wouldn’t last if he didn’t let her come.
Chapter Ten
Nick stroked Clara’s swollen clit. She was so f**king wild in his arms. The sight of her virgin blood on his c**k had set off something primal inside his head. He wanted to surround her in his scent. For the rest of his life he would be pumping his seed deep into her body. He hadn’t used a condom as it wasn’t her time to conceive but also because he wanted her na**d heat around his cock.
Every stroke over her cl*t had her cunt tightening around him like a fist. Her pu**y was pure heaven. He’d never known such a tight pu**y in all of his life. The moment he hit her cervix, he’d scented her pain along with the pleasure. She was so right for him.
His teeth started to elongate ready to mate with her. Dropping his head to her neck, licking the pulse that pounded against his tongue, Nick knew she wasn’t ready to be mated to him. If he tried to mate her, she’d panic. The knowledge sent his teeth back until they were his human teeth once again.
Pinching her cl*t he thrust inside her, going deeper inside. She rode his c**k as the pleasure took over. Clara panted for breath, and each sound coming out of her was of a moan. Her whole body was aflame and flushed.
“Please, Nick, please.” Her begging pulled at him.
Pounding inside her Nick stroked her cl*t at the same time. Her body was shaking, and her cum surrounded his cock.
His own release was seconds away, but he wasn’t going to come until she had.
“Come for me, Clara. Give me your cum.”
She screamed as her orgasm struck her hard. He f**ked her hard, not quite so hard due to the angle, but hard enough to draw her pleasure out even more.
Nick held her tightly as he f**ked to his own release. Grunting, he held her in place with an arm around her waist and another in her hair. She didn’t try to shove away from him but held him tightly. They were both sweating as he pumped his cum into her waiting cunt.
“Fuck, baby, you’re going to wear me out,” he said, resting his head against hers.
“Me? This was all your fault.” She rested against his shoulder.
Stroking her red hair, he felt each spasm of her pu**y around him.
“I’m not a virgin anymore.” She spoke the words in a sigh. Nick tensed. He’d tried to make it good for her through the pain.
“Do you regret being with me?”
“No.” She pulled back. Her eyes were a sparkling green, and her face was a lovely rosy red. “It was the best feeling in the world.” She kissed his lips, smiling. “Can we go again?”
“Soon.” He picked her up looking at the pool. No, he wasn’t going to wash in the pool. Nick carried her out of the pool, through the gym then out to the main hall before taking her upstairs to his room.
“Where are we going?” she asked, pressing her head against his.
“We’re going to have a bath with some soothing salts to help with any soreness you may be feeling.”
“Then can we f**k?”
The word sounded odd coming from her lips. Chuckling, he kicked open his bedroom door, carrying her over the threshold. “Have you ever said that word before?”
“Not really. I’ve read about it plenty.” He placed her on her feet before setting about getting her into the bath.
He scented her virgin blood, and the urge to take care of her struck him hard.
Once the bath was filled with the soothing bath salts, he ordered her to rest.
“Where are you going?” she asked, grabbing his hand stopping him from leaving.
“I’ve got to get you something to help.” He kissed her hand, sinking his fingers into her hair. “I’m not going anywhere. Tomorrow morning you’ll thank me for my attention.”
Stroking her cheek, he left the room walking back to the kitchen. He set some milk into a saucepan. Nick worked his kitchen while he was still naked. After sex clothing would have itched his skin. Opening a window he let the cool air into the room.