Rohan rips the black silky robe of Clara’s body, kissing every curve. Her skin soft and perfect in his eyes. Her moans urging him to please her more. Rohan finally pulls himself up looking his mate in her eyes, a silent question. Her answer clear, she was sure she wanted him. He plays with her tenderly, his fingers becoming wetter. Lower his hips to hers, he inserts himself inside her gently. Clara’s breath catches in her throat, the sensation new and exciting. As he begins to thrust rhythmically, her moans become more progress. Her fingernails digging his shoulder blades, the pain from her scratches sending Rohan into a lustful frenzy.
The build up for Clara is a feeling like no other, it’s overwhelming but she never wants it to stop. She’d been told it might hurt her first time, but sh
