Page 10 of Rogue’s Reckoning

I take my time undressing her, savoring each new area of soft skin revealed. When she's bare before me, I can't help but stare with molten desire. She truly is perfect.

Willow blushes under my intense gaze. "You're still dressed," she points out shyly.

I smirk, quickly shedding my own clothes. Her eyes widen as she takes in my muscular form, lingering on the various scars and tattoos that mark my skin.

I join her on the bed, hovering over her. "We'll go slow," I promise. "Tell me if anything hurts or you want to stop."

Willow nods, reaching up to touch my face. The tenderness of the gesture catches me off guard. I turn my head to press a kiss to her palm.

I take my time exploring her body with my hands and mouth, learning what makes her gasp and moan. I’m dying to taste her. I have no doubt she tastes exquisite, like honey.

As I hover over Willow, I'm struck by how small and delicate she looks beneath me. Her eyes are wide, filled with a mixture of desire and nervousness. I want to savor every moment, to make this first time something she'll never forget.

I trail kisses down her neck, relishing the soft sighs that escape her lips. My hands roam her body, memorizing every curve and dip. When I take one of her nipples into my mouth, she arches against me with a gasp.

"Rogue," she whimpers, her fingers tangling in my hair.

I look up at her, my cock thickening even more. "Yes, Little Flower?"

"Please," she breathes, though I'm not sure she even knows what she's asking for.

I smirk, continuing my journey down her body. When I settle between her thighs, I can see how wet she is already. The scent of her arousal makes my mouth water.

"I'm going to taste you now," I growl, my voice rough with desire. "Is that okay?"

Willow nods frantically, her hips lifting slightly off the bed in anticipation.

At the first swipe of my tongue, she cries out, her body tensing. I take my time, alternating between broad licks and focused attention on her clit. Her moans grow louder, her hands fisting in the sheets as I bring her closer to the edge.

When I slip a finger inside her, she's impossibly tight. I work her open slowly, adding a second finger as I continue to lick and suck at her clit.

"Oh God," she gasps, her thighs trembling. "Rogue, I'm... I'm..."

"Let go, baby," I encourage her. "Come for me."

With a final curl of my fingers and a hard suck on her clit, Willow shatters. Her back arches off the bed as she cries out my name, her inner walls clenching around my fingers. I work her through it, only pulling away when she whimpers from oversensitivity.

As I move back up her body, I can't help but feel a surge of pride at how wrecked she looks. Her hair is a mess, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. She's never looked more beautiful.

"You okay?" I ask softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

Willow nods, a dazed smile on her lips. "That was... wow."

I chuckle, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "We're just getting started, Little Flower."

Positioning myself at her entrance, I pause, searching her eyes for any sign of hesitation. "You sure about this?"

"Yes," she breathes, wrapping her legs around my waist. "I want you, Rogue."

I pause, hesitating slightly, wondering if this is the right thing to do.

"Rogue, please," she whimpers, breaking my resolve.

I enter her slowly, inch by inch, giving her time to adjust. She winces slightly at the initial pain, but soon her discomfort gives way to pleasure.

I pause, letting Willow adjust to the feeling of me inside her. Her eyes are squeezed shut, her breathing rapid. But she looks so fucking gorgeous lying there stuffed with my cock.

"You're doing so well, Little Flower," I say through clenched teeth. "Just relax. I've got you."

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