Page 22 of Forced to Marry the Bratva

“You’re so wet,” he murmurs, looking down at me with a smile on his face. He takes a finger and glides it through the outer length of my pussy.

I blush and nod.

Then, he steps away from me and stands on the edge of the bed. He grabs my thighs and pulls my body closer to where he now stands, rather violently. It shows me how bad he wants me, and the unexpected fervor with which he grabbed my thighs and tugged me to him sends a thrill down my spine. I liked it, how he just dominated me there for a second.

He parts my legs again and positions himself between them. I see him hold his cock in his hands, so big, so strong, so powerful, and I feel a prickle of fear.

I pray this won’t hurt. I know I should tell him I’m a virgin, but I’m scared of spoiling the mood, and so I say nothing.

With one soft thrust, he places himself right on the edge of my pussy, barely half an inch in. I shudder involuntarily and clutch the sheets below me, preparing for what’s to come.

“You okay?” he asks, frowning.

“Mm-hmm,” I say. “Continue, please,” I beg.

Slowly, he begins to further insert himself inside me. My breath falters as he fills me more and more with each passing second. My eyes widen in anticipation and from the pain that’s slowly starting to burn, and I bite my lip to keep from crying out.

“God, you’re tight,” he murmurs, inching further in.

I can hardly believe what’s happening! I’m about to have sex for the first time, and the thrill takes over all other senses. As he pushes himself further, I feel a sudden sharp pain, and the boundary between pleasure and pain becomes blurred.

I cry out, and he freezes, his eyes searching mine for any sign of discomfort. It becomes apparent that the pain I’m experiencing isn’t merely due to nerves. Damien’s eyes widen with realization as he connects the dots—I’m a virgin.

Then, I see it. Regret. It only lasts for a moment, but it’s enough to shatter the moment and break the spell we’ve been under.

“Genevieve,” he breathes, his voice filled with surprise. “I had no idea.”

“I should’ve told you,” I say, feeling embarrassed. “I’m a virgin.”

Damien’s face softens, a look of understanding washing over his expression. He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. Then, he pulls out gently.

“What?” I gasp, sitting up on my elbows, my legs still parted. “No, Damien, please. Continue.”

Damien searches my face for any sign of distress or regret. His hand moves to stroke my cheek, his touch gentle and full of concern.

“Genevieve, I don’t want to hurt you,” he says softly. The thought of stopping now, after everything we’ve shared tonight, leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.

“No, please,” I whisper, my voice shaky but determined. “I want this, Damien. I want you.”

He hesitates for a moment, clearly torn between his desire for me and his fear of causing me pain. But ultimately, with a quiet, pained expression, he retreats from me.

“Another time, when you’re ready,” he murmurs, kissing my forehead before rising from the bed and leaving the room, the sound of the door clicking shut echoing in my ears.

As I lie there, cold and exposed, I can’t help but feel humiliated. Was I not enough for him? Does my inexperience make me undesirable? My self-esteem plummets, and I know I need someone to talk to—someone who will understand. With trembling fingers, I reach for my phone on the nightstand and dial Gael’s number.

“Hey, Sis,” his voice answers cheerfully, oblivious to the turmoil brewing inside me. “What’s up?”

“Hi, Gael,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. “I just... I needed to hear your voice.”

“Aw, Gene, what’s wrong?” he asks, his tone immediately shifting to one of concern.

“Nothing,” I lie, swallowing hard. “Just... had a rough night.”

“Want me to come over and bring ice cream?” he offers lightheartedly, attempting to lift my spirits. “We can binge-watch something terrible and laugh at it.”

“Thanks, Gael,” I chuckle weakly, grateful for his efforts. “But I think I just need to talk.”

“Alright, spill the beans,” he encourages, his voice gentle and understanding.

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