Page 33 of Klutch's Kryptonite

Her eyes squeeze shut and her body tenses as the head of my cock bumps against resistance. I freeze on the spot.

“Blue,” I rasp, my voice tight with the effort of holding still. “Are you a virgin?”

She opens her eyes, vulnerable and uncertain. “Yes,” she whispers.

My brows snap together as a sense of fierce possession slams into me. How the fuck has she managed to stay a virgin? She’s fucking gorgeous and her body is bangin’.

“How old are you?’ I ask carefully, praying to fucking God she’s legal. Pee Wee said himself he was so pussy struck he didn’t even ask their goddamn names.

“Nineteen.” Thank fuck.

I shift my hips and she whimpers in pain.

“You should have told me,” I growl, leaning down to kiss her softly. Not that it’ll stop me now. I’ve made up my mind. She’s mine. I’m going to be her first and her only. “This is going to hurt, baby.”

She nods, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. “Do it.”

I thrust forward, breaking through her barrier in one hard stroke. She cries out, her nails digging into my shoulders, and I go completely still, giving her time to adjust.

“I’m sorry, baby,” I coo, doing everything I can not to move.

“It’s okay,” she says through pained breaths.

I squeeze my eyes shut. Fuck. Her pussy is squeezing my cock like a vice and I’m fighting not to come like some goddamn teenager.

“You okay?” I ask, brushing my lips across her forehead.

She takes a deep breath and nods. “Yes. You can move now.”

I start slow, moving my hips in shallow thrusts as I watch her face. Slowly the pain gives way to pleasure. When her hips begin to rise to meet mine, I know she’s ready for more. I withdraw almost completely before driving back in, setting a steady rhythm that has us both panting.

“Fuck, Blue,” I groan, my control slipping with each thrust. “Your pussy feels so good.”

Her legs wrap around my waist, and I slide in deeper. I nearly lose my mind at the sensation. The sight of her beneath me, taking my cock that’s smeared with her virgin blood, her tits bouncing every time I bottom out. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

“Faster,” she pleads, her hands sliding down to grip my ass. “Please, Klutch.”

I pick up the pace, driving into her harder, deeper, claiming her completely. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, mixed with my groans and her gasps.

“This pussy’s mine now,” I growl into her ear, my hips snapping against hers. “You understand me?Mine.”

“Yes,” she moans, her walls tightening around me. “Yours. Only yours.”

I reach between us and find her clit with my thumb, rubbing tight circles as I continue to pound into her. “Come for me again, Blue. Let me feel you come all over my cock.”

Her back arches off the bed as her orgasm hits her. The sight of her coming undone beneath me, the feel of her pulsing wrapped around me, sends me over the edge. I thrust deep one last time and groan as my cum spills inside her.

“Fuck, Demi,” I groan, collapsing on top of her, careful not to crush her with my weight.

For a long moment, we lay there, our bodies still joined, heartbeats gradually slowing. When I finally pull out, I watch as my cum tinted pink with her blood trickles out of her.

“Mine,” I growl, unable to stop myself from pressing a kiss to her inner thigh.

Her eyes widen slightly, and I can’t help but smirk at her reaction.

“You’re like a goddamn drug, Demi,” I confess. “And I’m a fucking addict.”

She rolls her eyes. “That’s a little dramatic.”

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