Page 83 of Darkest Game
His grin darkens. “I’m going to make you mine. Are you ready for me?”
I may be innocent but I know what he means. I was given the birds and the bees talk from my mother years ago. She wanted me and my sisters prepared for whenever we were put into arranged marriages. That was when my father was still alive and she had plans for the future. Until my uncle Denis ruined everything.
But he’s the last person I want to think of right now.
I reach up and cup Liam’s face. His eyes widen for a second. “Has a woman never held your face before?”
“No.”
“Make me yours,” I whisper.
He kisses my palm and lays my hand back on the bed. Then he slides his underwear off, letting me finally see all of him. I am a little intimidated at the sight of his erection. It’s fairly large, even though I’ve never seen another man’s penis in person before. Not even in porn. Me and my sisters were never allowed to watch things like that. Just anatomy books were the only things allowed. I know Sasha studied them extensively while I would barely look.
I wish I had looked more so I was a little bit better prepared for this moment.
But one look into Liam’s eyes and I know I’m safe. He has shown me he’ll never hurt me. Why start now?
He lines his length up to my entrance and grabs my hands, interlocking our fingers together. My heart is pounding. I can barely hear myself think.
And then Liam thrusts his hips forward and enters me. Even though he’s taking it slow, I still feel a tinge of pain. But it only lasts a moment before he’s seated all the way inside of me.
I clutch his arms more tightly than I mean to.
“It’s ok, baby,” he grits out. “You don’t need to tense. Relax. Fuck.” He presses kisses along my neck and face.
I ease my body and my inner walls around him, letting him move even deeper. “You’re inside of me,” I say with awe.
His smile makes me blush. “I am. I can never let you go now. I just can’t.”
“I don’t want you to let me go either.”
Gently, he rocks his hips around, letting me get used to him inside of me. He grabs my thighs and hoists them higher around his hips. I start to match his pace, finding it easy after a few moments.
The only sound in the room is our breathing and our bodies moving together. Every motion makes his chest rub against my breasts, sending goosebumps over my skin. Our breath mixes together as he presses his head to mine. Our eyes lock and our hands clasp together. Never have I felt more seen. Never have I felt more beautiful. Never have I felt more loved.
Soft whimpers escape my lips. Liam’s eyes darken. “It’s ok, baby,” he says. “Just feel it. Feel me inside of you. Let yourself enjoy it.”
I grip his hands tighter. I can feel a pleasure building up inside of me but it’s much more intense than when his mouth was between my legs. No, this new sensation is wild. And bold. And overflowing. It scares me a little.
Liam releases his hands from mine and grabs my hips and sits up, settling me onto his lap. My knees splay out on either side of him.
He wraps my arms around his shoulders while his hands settle on my hips. “Ride me,” he orders, making me blush. But also making my body light on fire.
“I don’t know what to do.”
“Just follow your instinct. Trust yourself.” He helps me move my hips back and forth on him. In this position, he’s able to sink even deeper inside of me. I can barely breathe and I definitely can’t think.
Our pace increases, becoming frantic. I’m not sure I can hold on for much longer. Liam is claiming my body. Claiming my heart and mind. Even claiming my soul.
Maybe it’s naïve of me but I know I’m falling in love with him. I might already be in love with him.
That thought makes me lose myself.
Another wave of pleasure washes over me, making me tremble and shake. Liam groans and holds me close. I burrow my head into his neck, wanting to get as close to him as I can. Never wanting to leave him again.
Liam shudders his own release, then lowers us to the bed. “God, Irina. I…”
“Yes?” I breathe out, trying to get more air into my lungs. I never knew having sex could be so tiring.
