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“Shit! Doe— fuck—just hold on a second there, baby.” He kept one hand on my waist, keeping me still when I continued to wiggle and moan with need.
Using his other hand, he gripped my chin and directed my eyes toward him. “Look at me, Doe. I need your eyes.”
It was the dominant way he squeezed my jaw that really got my attention, and I saw desperation and hunger in his eyes.
But if he wanted me so badly, why the hell were we stopping?
“You said you spent weeks planning tonight, right?”
“W-what?” I gasped out. What was he even saying right now? What did that have to do with anything?
“I need to know that this is something you actually want and not just something your heat-induced brain is making you desperate for right now.”
My heat-induced…?
“I can take care of you in other ways,” Ace said. “Make you cum so many times, you’re begging for me to stop.
“But if you really want me to take your sweet virginity like you’re begging for, I’m gonna need your real and absolute consent.”
“So, answer my question: did you know you wanted me to fuck you tonight before you came to my house? ~Before~ I made you come in my car?”
I nodded jerkily. I understood now. He wanted to make sure I wasn’t getting caught up in the moment and that I had thought this through.
“Yes. I bought the lingerie weeks ago. I thought you knew when you opened the present. I’ve wanted you— this—for so long. Please, Ace, ~please.~”
That was all the confirmation Ace needed. He re-positioned himself at my entrance and braced his right hand on the headboard over my head.
Then, with a strangled grunt, he punched his hips forward—and unleashed a complete and total euphoria inside me.
The world stopped spinning the moment Ace pushed inside me. The painful heat traveling down my spine ceased, allowing me sweet, sweet relief—mixed with an almost blinding sense of pleasure.
He stilled once he was fully seated inside me, giving me time to adjust to his substantial size. His pulsing erection filled me to the brim.
There was pain, yes, but not nearly as much as I’d anticipated.
He fit so perfectly, like a puzzle piece.
“Tell me you’re okay, Doe,” Ace bit out. His face was a mask of tension as he looked down at me, every vein in his neck visible while he tried to hold himself still. “Am I hurting you too much?”
I squeezed his shoulders. “It hurts a little.” The pressure was becoming more intense. Intense but so, so good. I experimentally rolled my hips, causing both of us to groan. “But I-I kind of like it.”
Ace grabbed my waist, forcing me to stop moving. “I promised myself I wouldn’t lose control, baby. I’m not going to be able to keep that promise if you keep squirming like that.”
I giggled. He had such a talent for melodrama.
“What if I want you to lose control?”
He swore when I unintentionally clenched around him. I just couldn’t help myself. I needed him to move.
Ace’s eyes flashed. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, Doe. You’re a virgin. I need to take care of you, not fuck you into next Tuesday like my cock is screaming at me to do.”
I wound my arms around his neck and tugged him down until our lips were almost touching.
“Let go, Ace,” I whispered, brushing my mouth against his. “I don’t want you to hold back. I just want you. I want everything you can give to me.”
I heard his teeth grind before he slowly pulled his hips away and then jerked them back, piercing me with his cock yet again with a hard thrust.
I threw my head back and moaned. “Yes!”
“Fuck, you’re so wet and tight. I always knew you’d feel like a goddamn dream around my cock…but this? This is better than I ever thought.” Ace’s voice was strained, feral.
He started to move in and out of me—slowly at first, carefully, gauging my reaction so he didn’t hurt me.
The more I moaned, however, arching myself into him, enjoying every second more than I ever thought possible, the more he started to speed up until he was pistoning his hips against mine.
If my eyes hadn’t already been closed, they would have rolled to the back of my head from how good he felt, how right it was.
“How does it feel, perfect girl?” Ace growled in my ear. He slid his arm under my arched back and settled his hand under my ass, lifting my hips off the bed so he could fuck me even harder.
I moaned with every rough thrust. My body was getting used to him as the initial discomfort turned into pure pleasure.
I’d heard sex is painful but that definitely wasn’t what I was experiencing. It was like our bodies were made for each other. Like we had done it a thousand times.
“S-so good,” I whimpered, digging my nails into his back.
“Yeah? Do you like it when your mate fucks you?”
I clenched around him, my body reacting to him calling me that. “M-mate?”
Ace seemed to have a similar reaction to hearing me say the word and he picked up the pace. “Say it again,” he ordered.
I gasped. “Mate.”
Without warning, he leaned down and roughly sucked on my neck, punching into me extra hard. I threw my head back with a loud moan.
I had no idea how he was moving so fast without breaking a sweat, but I wasn’t complaining.
“Yeah, you’re my mate, Doe. My soul mate,” he said against the skin of my neck while licking, sucking, nipping at the bump.
Tingles shot down my spine and settled in my fluttering core.
“Mine. Say it. Say you’re mine.”
“Yours,” I agreed with a jerky nod. “I’m yours, Ace.”
His hand found my throat, and he wrapped his fingers around it in a possessive hold.
“That’s fucking right. Everything about you is mine. Your delicious ass. Your perfect tits. Your sopping wet cunt. Everything. And I don’t share.”
Ace unraveled me completely with every ram of his hard cock into my clenching pussy.
It was a struggle to fill my lungs, especially when he smashed his lips down onto mine in a feverish kiss, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and consuming my every thought.
The hand around my throat traveled down my body, and Ace grabbed one of my bouncing breasts and tweaked the nipple.
He swallowed each one of my crying whimpers, dominating me completely, controlling each breath that came from my mouth, all the pleasure I was experiencing.
The hand on my breast moved down over my stomach until his fingers eventually found my aching clit. He massaged it in circles, making my toes curl.
I clawed at his shoulders. He launched me into a state of delirium that I knew was dangerous, but I couldn’t avoid. It surrounded me. Owned me.
“Not going to be able to handle much more. You’re too fucking tight, too perfect,”
Ace hissed. “I want you to cum around my cock. I need it.”
His fingers picked up their pace on my clit. “Can you do that for me, perfect girl?
Can you cum around this big cock?”