silkiness. I shudder as he slowly pushes into me, but then I stiffen against him.
"Relax, little one," he tells me. "Breathe.”
I suck in air as he inches in deeper. My brain swims with the idea of admitting he's taking my virginity, but that will ruin the moment and I don't want him to stop.
My back arches from the friction of him sliding in more, widening me, filling me so completely, I'm on the edge of pain and euphoria. I love every inch of how this feels, and part of me can’t believe this is really happening. My toes curl in response.
I breathe rapidly, and he pauses. “You need to let me in more,” he says. “Relax around me. You’re so tight.” His hand slides between us and his thumb finds a pressure point that has me shuddering when he rubs it. I forget the whole world the more he strokes me.
He drives into me further and takes his time while I'm gasping for air. He leans down and kisses me so hard my lips feel bruised. I grasp onto his powerful shoulders, groaning against him and softening as he pushes deeper. I moan, an ache settling over my pelvis when he starts to rock back and forth. He goes slow at first, as if letting me get used to his girth, then he picks up speed.
God, this is incredible.
The quicker he fucks me, the more the room spins from the heady arousal engulfing me.
"Your little pussy is so tight. You're mine, Licia," he growls under his breath, owning me, staking his claim. "I want to hear you say it," he insists.
He lays on top of me, impossibly close, and our bodies move back and forth in an intoxicating dance. My body floats so high, all I can feel is his large cock.
"Licia, say it," he persists. "Just fucking say it already." His fucks me so hard, and I’m drowning under him.
"I'm yours," I say, my voice breathy while I'm a hair's breadth away from spilling into a climax.
Each thrust takes me closer and closer, leaving me dizzy while our moment feels surreal. He kisses me tenderly this time, like he's gained what he wants and now he's allowed himself to lower his guard.
I shut my eyes, letting myself fall into the moment when a tidal wave of pleasure crashes into me, grabbing me with greedy hands and sweeping me away. I scream and I throw my head back, my heart thundering painfully.
Eryk roars and pulses into me. My pussy clenches around him with each strike of the orgasm rushing through me. For those few moments, we are one with our bodies, our breaths and souls. I see it in his eyes as he stares at me while we're both coming down from the high.
He stares at my breasts, then down between my legs where he's still embedded in me. "Every inch of you is mine," he hisses and leans over me, his warm breath skating over my collarbone as he kisses my neck and makes his way to claim my lips.
"You taste so fucking delicious," he says between our kisses.
I comb my fingers through his hair and draw him closer, nibbling on his lip, not wanting him to pull out yet. I’m not ready to deal with real life. The world should stand still so it's just us two in a made-up place where we don't hate one another. He licks my lips, growing harder inside me once again as though he can't get enough.
But an abrupt knock comes from the door and tears away our moment. We both freeze, looking at each other. He lifts his head and calls out, "This better be fucking important."
"Can I enter?" Kade's voice streams in from outside the prince's chamber.
"No!" Eryk bellows. "Is it life-threatening?"
The response takes a long pause. "Depends."
Eryk growls, his mouth twisting before he barks back, "I'll be out soon."
"Of course, Your Highness. I will be waiting out by the stables."
I don't move, even though I have the strong urge to crawl under the blankets and hide myself, feeling like we've been caught in the act.
He looks over to me and runs his fingers through my hair, pulling the strands off my face. "I have to go."
"Of course," I squeak, hating that him leaving affects me so much already.
Yet he isn't moving away. He’s staring at me like he's struggling with the action. I enjoy the soft feeling of knowing he feels that this was something more than just a