I Will Save You, My Princess

First Time

Rhiannon

Goddess, he would be the death of me.

Suddenly, Luca's kisses were like oxygen to me, like something vital to my survival, like I'd die if he stopped. The mate spark was crackling all around me like a fire with green wood, like steam, like molten steel.

Keia was out of words, no longer coherent, just rejoicing in my head. I could feel her wordlessly urging me on.

I wanted to touch him, all of him, feel his skin beneath my fingers. I tugged at the bottom of his shirt while trying to keep my mouth on his. He got the hint and sat up to yank his shirt over his head.

I stared. He was cut and lean, but he radiated strength. It looked like he had ropes of iron under his skin instead of muscles. He was truly a gorgeous man.

I ran a finger down the middle of his chest all the way to the V that led to the buttons on his jeans. Without thinking too much about what I was doing, I popped open the button, biting my lip.

"Rhia . . ." he said softly. "Are you sure?" I'd never had a nickname, but the way he called me Rhia just felt so right.

I met his golden eyes. They were filled with something I couldn't understand, something so different from when I first met him. The coldness was gone, replaced by something tender and sorry and safe.

Luca had not harmed me, not once, not even to convince his father we were nothing. Before, I'd had a hard time reconciling the fact that he had stood by while his father attacked me. Now, though, I could tell he was playing the long game. He hated his father; that much was clear. There was guilt in his eyes every time he looked at my bruised body. He was so gentle, and he had stopped when I said wait. He insisted we would be making love instead of just f*****g, and now he was asking again if I was sure despite this being my request in the first place. Did that mean I forgave him? Did that mean everything was okay between us?

I wasn't sure about that. But I was sure that I wanted him, Keia wanted him, and he wanted me. That was enough.

"Yes," I whispered. "I'm sure."

Luca let me unzip his jeans the rest of the way, and he tugged them off, leaving him naked except for his boxers. I could easily see the bulge of his hardness through the fabric.

A thrill ran through me. I wanted him. I'd never felt a want like this. There was a dampness between my legs that was spreading. I felt almost itchy, like I desperately needed something from him to give me relief, except it wasn't unpleasant. It just furthered my need for him.

Luca kissed me softer this time as he pulled off his boxers. His now exposed d**k brushed against my leg, and I shuddered in anticipation.

He pulled back from the kiss, his golden eyes questioning, probably wondering why I had shuddered.

I just nodded reassuringly and leaned up to kiss his neck, letting my body do the talking.

His body was talking, too. As he moved up to kiss me, I felt his d**k nestle between my legs. I gasped at the slight contact, and he twitched, providing friction where I wanted it the most.

"I want you," I moaned into the skin of his neck.

Luca jerked forward, his d**k rubbing against me again. I pushed him back slightly so I could get a good look at him.

He was girthy, so thick around that I didn't know how he would fit, I just knew I wanted him inside me. I wanted to be full of him.

I gently took him in my hand. He hissed in what I hoped was pleasure. He was warm and throbbing in my hand.

"Please," I begged unabashedly, "Please, I need you."

Luca nodded, an odd look on his face that I chalked up to arousal.

He reached down, gently parted my lips with his fingers, and lined himself up at my entrance.

"Goddess," he murmured. "You're so wet for me." He used one hand to stroke my c**t, and I bucked my hips up at him.

Oh, Goddess, it was like easing the itch while also stoking the fire.

I froze, waiting. What would this feel like? Would it be as pleasurable as they say? Would he even fit in me?

Luca slowly pushed into me. I felt myself being stretched wider and wider, and I tensed as I waited for the pleasure to come, but instead--pain, like being burned and stretched in my very core. I gasped and pulled away. Immediately, he was gone.

~o0o~

Luca

As I entered Rhiannon, she gasped in what I thought was pleasure, but a second later, I felt a pain in my groin, and she pushed me away. I launched myself backward off the bed, breathing heavily. What had just happened?

"Wha--" I started.

Tears sprung to her eyes. "I'm sorry--I'm sorry, I just didn't know it would hurt--" she babbled, seeming overcome.

"Shh," I shushed her, returning to sit on the side of the bed and pulling her into my arms. "I'm sorry I hurt you. That was never my intention."

"Why did it hurt?" she asked, looking up at me.

Keia says that Rhiannon won't relax. She's tensing up too much. Alaric informed me.

"I think---Can I try something?" I asked.

Rhiannon nodded, seeming confused.

I gently lay her back down on the bed, hovering over her like I had been before. I pressed a kiss to her lips, then one to her neck, then one on the curve of her breast, her belly button, her left thigh, then her right.

She caught on to what I was doing. "Oh," she blushed. "You don't need to--"

I cut her off, "Let me, please.

She nodded.

I leaned down and nuzzled her p***y with my nose, breathing in the smell of her delectable scent mixed with her arousal. Cautiously, I licked her from her entrance to her c**t. She gasped, arching towards me. I licked her again and then focused my attention on her c**t, swirling my tongue around her.

Her legs wrapped around my head, trapping me, but I didn't care, I was in heaven. I kept going, drinking her up. She cried out, thrashing beneath me. I gripped her hips to hold her still. Lost in her bliss, I couldn't tell how much time passed, but suddenly she tightened around me, legs gripping my head like a vise, and I felt her climax.

I pulled away gently as her body went limp. "Are you okay?" I asked, a little worried at the dazed way she was looking at me.

"I'm perfect," she breathed.

"You were tense before," I explained, feeling suddenly self-conscious even though clearly she had liked it. "I thought maybe once you orgasmed, you'd relax."

"Mmm hmm," she agreed, smiling stupidly at me.

I grinned back.

"Can we try again?" she asked.

"You want me to eat you out again?" I rubbed the back of my neck. I guess I could do that, but . . .

"No," she rolled her eyes playfully and reached for my d**k. She stroked my length and then rubbed my shaft with her wetness.

I quickly took her meaning.

Worried that if I said anything more, I'd sound even more stupid, I lined myself up and sank deep inside her, this time with no resistance at all.

"Oh!" she cried out, but this time, I could tell it was in pleasure because I was feeling her pleasure run through me as well as my own. She could probably feel my pleasure compounding hers as well.

I waited a second for her to adjust, then I began to move. I tried to go slow at first, but very quickly I couldn't stop. Alaric was egging me on, wanting me to go faster, touch more of her, taste more of her, and Rhiannon herself was making the sweetest noises of assent I had ever heard, all of it pulling me toward the inevitable conclusion . . . I came inside Rhiannon's beautiful body.

Well, s**t.