24. Chapter 24

The way she climaxed around my fingers left me breathless. My balls were pulsing with need to expel my seed, engorging my cock nearly intolerable. One thing, and one thing only, kept me from taking her right there and then the way my body demanded. My fingers had encountered a small, pliable hindrance.

"Are you a virgin?" I panted into her ear.

"Yes," she admitted and I lowered my forehead against hers in defeat.

Forcing my cock to endure and my breathing to even out, I scooped her up. Being a seffy's first was a big responsibility, one I would not take lightly. I would not fuck her here in the hallway where anybody could come by, but by the gods, I would fuck her. Tonight, now. Just not here.

I carried her through servants' hallways, shooing them off when we encountered them bringing more refreshments to the feasting hall, until we reached my bedroom in the penthouse. I locked the doors and placed Niara on the bed .

By Grandyr, the seffy was a sight to behold. One breast was exposed where I had ripped her garment, teasing and proud her rosy nipple stood erect in the center.

She leaned back on her elbows, looking up at me through half lowered lids, her eyes were still unfocused from her climax, her cheeks flushed and her lips wet and swollen from our kisses.

I stepped between her legs, grabbed both sides of her dress where it was ripped already and pulled the rest apart, helping her thread her arms through it.

Next came her ridiculous little panties, they snapped easily off her and I threw them to the side, drinking in her nakedness, surrounded by her golden locks.

"I am going to have to hurt you now," I growled.

"I know," she said, her voice clear and unafraid.

Impatiently I ripped my cape off first, then my boots. Next came my breeches, freeing my cock.

Feeling her eyes on it, I rubbed him up and down a few times, my fingers had already discovered that she was soaking wet and ready. She visibly swallowed at the sight of my size, but scooted back on the bed, spreading her legs around me.

"I'm going to fuck you now," I informed her. "Do you want this?" I added because I wouldn't do anything she didn't consent too.

She swallowed one more time, nodded, rising her hips in invitation.

That was all my self-control could handle, before I plunged toward her like a starving male .

I grabbed my cock and moved him to her wet entrance. I looked up one more time, waited for her nod, and entered.

My eyes rolled back, gods, that felt so snygging good. With a grunt and more willpower than I thought I had left, I pushed deeper and stopped. Giving her walls time to adjust to my girth.

A slight moan from her drove me on until my cock encountered the same barrier my fingers had.

"I'm sorry," I said and pushed through.

She moaned, her body tensed and I stilled. Giving her time, even though every fiber in me screamed to proceed. It was her, lifting her hips that pushed me deeper and I acquiesced to her wishes until I was fully sheathed. Closing my eyes I rejoiced being inside her, the way her walls embraced my cock, squeezing him ever so slightly.

Slowly I began to move out, surprised by a small sound of protest from her. I pushed back in, rewarded by a groan this time.

I relaxed slightly, moved my elbows to her sides so I could kiss her, while my hips rolled up and down, in and almost out. Back in.

Ah, she was exquisite, perfect. Wet and warm.

Her hips took up the rhythm and then there was nothing but the hard beating of our hearts, low grunts and moans and the slapping of flesh on flesh.

My jaw tightened as I tried to control my climax, which was building and imminent.

"Niara," I groaned, "come for me," I wasn't sure how much longer my restraint would last and I wanted her, needed her to come first .

Her legs closed around me, locked behind my back before she stiffened. Small cries escaped her as I kept thrusting into her, harder and faster and then her walls began to pulse around me, and I lost control. With a primal growl I allowed myself to come, to shoot my seed up deep into her womb as stars exploded in front of my eyes and there was nothing in my mind and body but the pleasure she gave me.

"Niara!" I screamed her name.

"Myles," she cried out, as her body trembled and stiffened underneath me in a seemingly impossible feat.

Her legs around me squeezed as my balls emptied of seed. Her walls were mercilessly milking my cock, to bring out the last drop and greedily take it in.

A wave of dizziness overcame me and my head moved forward until our noses touched, both of us panting.

Not once before in my life had I felt this relaxed after sex. It was always good, always freeing, but not like this. Nothing compared to sex with Niara.

Breathlessly I rolled over, pulling her with me as I was pulling out of her. She slung one leg over me, resting her head in the hollow between my arm and chest, her hand stroked across my chest, before it stilled.

We laid there, for the longest time, neither of us speaking, because words would have only diminished this moment.