Page 48 of Keeping My Captive

His dark eyes meet mine. Perhaps he can sense my internal conflict, because he says, “Tell me what you want, Aria.”

“I…I need you inside of me. Please, Mateo!” I nearly shout.

“Mmm,” he grunts. “My new favorite sound is you begging for my cock, Aria.” Then, he tenderly grips my hip and stares down at me. “This is going to hurt,cariño, but only for a moment. I promise,” he tells me before he drives his hips forward, entering me and tearing through my virginity.

I whimper from the sudden sensation, but the pain is brief, just like he said it would be. Mateo’s eyes roll in the back of his head before he focuses on me with a lustful gaze. He grabs my hip and pulls me closer. “So tight. So wet,” he breathes. His hips flex as he begins to fill me inch by glorious inch.

The intense pleasure mixed with pain as my body desperately tries to adjust to his girth feels so wrong but so damn good. My head falls back as I let out a soundless scream.

“Open up for me, Aria.Be a good girl and take every inch of my cock,” he demands.

It feels like he’s trying to destroy me, but then I notice a bead of sweat is on his forehead. He’s restraining himself, taking his time to make sure he's not hurting me. I didn’t know my captor was capable of being gentle. And for some reason, it makes me want this even more. I force myself to try to relax, slowly breathing in and out.

When Mateo is finally buried inside of me to the hilt, he groans low and deep. “That’s it. Such a good fucking girl,” he rasps.

I’m practically melting from his words. Hearing this normally rough and guarded man praise me and be tender does strange things to me. I thought our first time together would rough and over quickly, but now I see that he has other plans. The fact that he’s not trying to hurt me or scare me away speaks volumes. Mateo wants my first time to be pleasurable. Maybe even memorable. I don’t know what’s happening between us, but I’m just going to blame it on the endorphins clouding my judgment.

“I’m gonna move now,cariño,” Mateo warns, holding me by the hips as he withdraws partway before plunging back in with a hard thrust, causing me to gasp. “Fuck, your pussy was made for me,” he murmurs.

With a low groan, he cages me in under him, securing his weight on his muscular, tattooed forearms planted on either side of my head. Mateo’s dark eyes stare down at me, and we share this intense connection in that moment that I’ve never had with anyone before. It’s like he’s looking through me into my very soul. It thrills me but scares me all at the same time.

When my tongue darts out to moisten my lips, Mateo watches the movement with rapt attention. “Kiss me,corazón,” he pleads, and there’s a hint of vulnerability in his voice.

Corazón?That’s different from what he usually calls me. I absently wonder what it means. But all my thoughts go right out the window when his mouth suddenly crashes down on mine, stealing the breath right from my lungs. He tastes like mint from his toothpaste with a hint of tobacco, and it drives me insane. His tongue urges my lips open, and I willingly grant him access. His tongue strokes against mine, swallowing my moans as he flexes his hips, taking everything he wants all at once. I can taste myself on his tongue, and the erotic combination of both of us is intoxicating.

My hands explore his muscular back, and I feel the roughness of his skin under his tattoos.Scars, I realize. I don’t get to touch him long before he suddenly breaks the kiss and pulls back, kneeling between my thighs once again. Gripping my hips, he drags my pussy down onto his cock. This new angle hits a sweet spot inside me that I never knew existed before, and I groan out loud at the new, overwhelming sensation.

He stares down at our connection, his thumb circling my clit as his thick cock pumps in and out of me. My pussy clenches uncontrollably around him as an orgasm begins to unfurl deep within my belly. It all feels like it’s too much. Like I’m dangling on the edge of a cliff, about to fall to my demise.

“Please, please,” I beg. “I’m scared,” I confess as my gaze meets his.

“Don’t be scared,corazón.Just let go. Allow yourself to feel…everything…I’m giving to you,” Mateo says in between thrusts.

I moan in desperation as my climax washes over me suddenly and violently. My legs begin to tremble until my toes curl and my entire body trembles under him.

“Dios mío. Come for me,mi pequeña cautiva,” Mateo hisses as my pussy clamps down on his cock like a vice. He continues fucking me relentlessly, pumping brutally into my pussy, and I meet him thrust for thrust, prolonging my pleasure as I cry out his name.

Mateo leans down, caging me in once more, his lips finding mine as he fucks me. Hard. Gone is the tender lovemaking from before. I wrap my hands around his biceps, feeling his body shuddering with the need to come as he ravages me with his cock.

Suddenly, he pulls his mouth away from mine, his breathing ragged. His entire body trembles as he buries himself into my pussy one last time. And then he lets out a primal roar as he releases inside of me.

His hair falls rebelliously over his chocolate eyes as he trails kisses across my face and lips. Then, he slowly pulls out of me and collapses onto the bed beside me. He whispers something in his native tongue. I don’t understand a word of it, but the grin on his face is pretty telling. He enjoyed our first time together as much as I did.

I relax next to him, my whole body aching but sated, with my brain swimming in a fog of endorphins. I never knew sex would feel like that. I’ve heard my girlfriends talk about it before, bragging how good it is with their boyfriends, but I doubt if they’ve ever gone through what I just did. It was almost like an out-of-body experience. A spiritual awakening of sorts.

My bliss is short-lived, however, when I glance over at Mateo’s softening cock and stare at our mixture of juices…and my blood. He didn’t wear a condom. We weren’t safe, and I’m not even on the pill.

The harsh reality of the situation crashes down around me, and the overpowering feeling of regret hits me so violently just then that I almost double over from the phantom pain. I just willingly gave my virginity to my captor, and I could end up pregnant with his baby.

What have I done?

CHAPTER35

Mateo

ICAN SENSE the moment the switch flips in Aria’s brain. One minute, she’s lying there in post-coital bliss, smiling and happy. And the next, she’s freaking the hell out. She seemed to be fine until her eyes locked onto my cock, seeing her blood and my release coating it.

So, I didn’t wear a condom. I know I should have, but I had to feel her with nothing between us for the first time. I swore to myself I would don one after I started, but then all logical sense went right out the window when I felt her pussy wrapped around my cock. It was like dipping my dick straight into heaven, and I just didn’t want to leave.

---