Page 80 of Artemysia
They stretch and pull at me, taking my breath away. I’ve never felt this tight, and I question how I’ll take the rest of him.
He must feel it too. “Is it too much?”
“Mmff…keep going.”
“You’re dripping wet for me, spilling onto the rocks. It’s fucking beautiful.”
I know it’s his first time, but he’s skilled at reading what feels good for me, and I grow slicker as he spreads my inner thighs with his hands, readying to go deeper.
I writhe with desire and utter unrecognizable sounds that I try to muffle even as they echo off the cavern walls. He moves slow and controlled, but shallowly, straining almost as if he’s in pain. I let him take his time, but when I choke out his name, he hisses a breath and pushes in a bit more, widening me even as I grasp my inner walls around him with the need to be filled.
He pauses again. Perhaps he doesn’t want it to be over too fast.
But I also know now that he fights his thoughts, his fears of what he is.
So I lift my head, press his forehead to mine, and whisper, “I want you, and you want me. I care for you, for everything that you are. Even the parts of yourself that scare you.”
Whether or not I meant to say it out loud—because it would mean my heart is no longer detached—doesn’t matter anymore, because I want him to knowhematters to me, here and now.
He deserves to know. My pulse thumps loudly.
His heaves a trembling inhale and breathes out, “Elphie, you’re incredible,” and plunges long and deep into me.
My cry echoes in the cavern. With each rough thrust, he practically lifts my ass off the ground. I yell out again at the sensation, at how deep he reaches and how filled he makes me feel.
“Do you want the last ridge in you? Are you ready to try?”
“Mmmh,” I nod, and blather a greedy, “Yes.”
He grips my inner thighs. I have to open myself wide for him, to take all of him, especially when the thickness of his engorged ridge near the base of his cock pushes into me at last. It takes a few breaths to get used to the sensation, but once I take it all in, when he’s fully hilted, the fullness is glorious.
“Dear gods,” I can’t help but let out a breathy moan. When he moves back out a little, the swollen bulge pops over my entrance and my legs tremble at the stretch.
“Am I hurting you?” he asks, his voice fraying. With concern, his eyes lock on mine.
I shake my head, not trusting my voice to be steady.
Looking both thrilled and overwhelmed with a bloom of red across his cheeks, he bears down into me. We move together in snagging breaths, rolling against each other.
His mouth devours me roughly, finding the hard tip of my breast and nipping before he tugs with his teeth, soothing the sting with a swirl of his tongue.
“You’re taking all of me so well, Elphie,” he mutters. “I didn’t think anyone could. You’re amazing.”
A gasp slips from me, and I utter his name with each exhale. “Riev, please,” I plead.
He gives me what I want. A shrill squeal escapes me when his lips clamp down brutally on my nipple, the fiery shock of it—pleasure, pain, pleasure—racing down deep between my thighs at the same time as he ruts those bulged ridges along my inner walls.
I clutch his arms, my nails raking small half-moons into his skin as I find my cresting release, gripping his thick cock with each spasming wave. Once he feels me contracting and narrowing around him, he shifts, becoming rougher. Those damned swells seem to pulse and grow wider, overwhelming me as I narrow tightly around him. When I come apart again, he’s slapping against my clit with a merciless rhythm, drawing out my orgasm long and tight in a way I’ve never felt before.
Silver stars collide in the backs of my eyelids.
His curses echo off the cavern walls around us. We fit perfectly, as if made for each other.
He can’t possibly know this, but I do.
He lets himself go and rasps my name, pounding into me relentlessly until my vision hazes over in the most delicious way. “Elphie,” he calls out, over and over…
And when he’s done, he shudders but stays buried inside me. With our bodies locked together, he ghosts a kiss on my forehead. As his eyes slam shut, he collapses his face into the hollow of my neck, his breath heavy.
