Misc. Erotica The Nine Nights

[shailu4ever]

 
Her inner walls gripped him like a silken fist, hot and slick and pulsing with her rapid heartbeat.
 
He could feel everything, every tiny tremor, every adjustment of her body, the way she clenched around him when he shifted even slightly.
 
I'm inside her.
 
Finally.
 
After all these days of wanting, of needing, I'm finally where I belong.
 
He looked down at where their bodies were joined, and the sight made his cock pulse inside her, his thick length disappearing into her delicate folds, stretching her, filling her completely.
 
There was blood, just a trace, mixed with her arousal, and the primitive part of his brain roared with satisfaction.
 
Mine.
 
She's mine.
 
The first man to have her.
 
The only man.
 
"How does it feel?" he asked, his voice barely recognizable, rough and strained.
 
Kavya's eyes fluttered open, and to his surprise, there was wonder there, not just pain.
 
"Full," she whispered.
 
"So full.
 
Like you're touching places inside me I didn't know existed."
 
He groaned, the words sending heat straight to his cock, making it pulse inside her, and she gasped at the sensation.
 
"I'm going to move now," he said, "Slowly.
 
Tell me if it's too much."
 
He withdrew slightly, just an inch, and the drag of his length against her tight walls made them both moan.
 
He pushed back in, equally slowly, and this time, Kavya's hips rose to meet him, a small, instinctive movement that spoke of her body's growing acceptance.
 
He established a rhythm, slow, deep strokes that built the pleasure gradually, that let her body adjust to the invasion, to the stretch, to the fullness of having him inside her.
 
Each thrust was deliberate, measured, controlled, and it was killing him to go this slow when every instinct screamed to take her hard and fast, to claim her with all the pent.
 
up desire of the past days.
 
But this was for her.
 
This first time had to be perfect for her.
 
He watched her face, cataloging every expression, the initial discomfort fading into curiosity, the curiosity melting into pleasure, the pleasure building into something deeper, something more intense.
 
Her breathing quickened, her chest rising and falling in rapid succession, and he could see the flush spreading down from her neck to her breasts, her stomach.