"Thick and ruddy, his sex thrust out from the thatch of dark hair at his groin, straining for her touch. He took her hand and led it to his stiff member, closing her fingers around the width of him. Her hand looked very small, very pale against the flushed spear of his organ. He watched her marvel at the size of him, her uncertain caresses inflaming him to the point of breaking.
'I want to be in you, Ariana. I should not ask this of you, but God help me, there is nothing I want more. Nothing I have ever wanted more.'
He smoothed his hand along the lovely line of her body, delighting in the spray of gooseflesh that followed in his wake. He stroked the tender skin at her hip, letting his fingers wade into the flossy pale brown curls between her legs. She sucked in her breath when he touched her there, sliding the length of his finger between the dewy folds of her mound. Her fingers squeezed him reflexively as he penetrated her tight sheath with his fingertip.
'Oh...Braedon...'
'This is where I want to be, angel.'
He pressed deeper, stretching her by fractions to gradually take more of him. She gasped, biting off a soft, mewling cry as he found the pearl of her womanhood and teased it with his slickened thumb. 'I want you, too,' she whispered around a wondrous moan of pleasure. She arched against his questing hand, guileless and needful, her body weeping in readiness. She had let go of his shaft and now clutched at him, urging him down.
'Braedon, please...yes...I want you, too.' Her eyes were dazed and heavy, deepened to a sensual shade of indigo. 'Please...I want you... there.'
'Yes,' he growled, shifting himself to cover her with his body. Braced on one elbow, he guided himself to the entrance of her womb. Her heat seared his swollen shaft as he slid along her silky folds, teasing before he would take her, knowing there would be pain soon to come. She watched his face with complete trust, her breath coming quick and shallow as he stroked her with the length of his sex.
He couldn’t wait much longer. He leaned down and kissed her, catching her plump lower lip between his teeth. He cleaved her lips with his tongue, parting her mouth the way he parted her sex to his invading member. She opened to him like a flower, arching beneath him and crying a soft gasp against his mouth as his head met the barrier of her maidenhead. He couldn’t have turned back if he tried. Plundering her mouth in a savage kiss, he thrust himself into her sheath.
She went taut in that instant, every muscle tightening in response to his sudden presence. He moved slowly, giving her time, kissing her all the while.
'Is it all right?'he asked, looking down into her moist, glistening eyes. 'I don’t want to hurt you. I’ll stop--'
She gave a small shake of her head. 'No, don’t stop. I just...I didn’t know.'
He kissed her, tenderly now, forcing his tempo to the gentlest he could manage. She was so tight around him, like a fist of wet heat. He reached between them to stroke her as he moved within her. She moaned softly, relaxing beneath him as he pleasured her with his fingers. She took more of him with each gasp and sigh, accommodating every thrust until he was plunging deep, chasing the crest of a fierce release. He felt it building, felt the rise of coming rapture, felt it tightening like a coil in his loins.
Ariana was writhing beneath him, so close to climax. He quickened his touch on her swollen nub, teasing and stroking until she screamed with her release. He followed her there in the next instant, withdrawing on a shout of harsh pleasure as his seed spurted between them in a hot, pearly stream."
Heart of the Hunter -- Lara Adrian
