Aselia’s POV

(NSFW Content)

"Leia?" his concerned questioning eyes were glued on me for a pained expression of discomfort had flashed but I was quick to hide it. I tightly clutched the sheets, wrinkling them, trying to hide the immense pain that was throbbing as my inner walls expanded to adjust him.

"Keep going, Xiran. I am fine," I reassuringly smiled at him, knowing he would stop if I let out any more whimpers. He sternly nodded, not convinced for I could read his face like an open book now. And I could sense this was emotionally more painful for him than it was physically for me.

He glided inside in another fluid movement, holding himself back for I could see the sheer effort he was putting to fight off the urge to enter me in one swift move.

"Take me, go all the way," I breathed out, his thumb was constantly circling my nerve bundle, shooting pangs of pleasure mingled with pain throughout my system. This was like a sweet torture.

"Are you sure?" he tenderly held my gaze, trying to read my emotional state and my hand tightened around his arm before vehemently nodding. His tattoo was swirling like a silver serpent, breathtakingly beautiful and it calmed my nerves.

His hand shifted from sheets to my thigh and letting out a deep sigh he closed his tempestuous eyes for a second and in a fluid thrust of his hips he abruptly pushed all the way inside me, tearing away the barrier and making the soft muscles stretch to their fullest to accommodate his swollen girth.

An outcry of pain was torn from my lips, nothing could have prepared me for this was a special kind of ache, not only was it extremely painful but emotionally draining as well. To have another being possess me in this manner, to take away the last shard of innocence I had held.

"I am sorry, I am sorry," he painfully murmured, stilling inside me, not moving an inch as his sturdy frame cocooned me, providing me with warmth and reassurance. His velvety soft lips gently descended on mine, engulfing my ached moans. His hands settled in my hair and face, rubbing them, easing out the indescribable pain that permeated through me.

Every inch of his fresh skin covered mine as his thick rod stretched me wider with every second and a lone tear slipped out of my eye and dropped on his hand that was cupping my right cheek. This had him stiffened above me, the agony reflected in his eyes from the mere thought that he inflicted pain on me was gnawing at his soul and I could clearly discern it.

"Forgive me!" His tender lips traced the salty path, kissing away the distress for he thought himself to be the cause, not knowing it wasn’t the case.

"It’s not you, Xiran. These are just female emotions, I am fine," I reached out and tenderly held his face for he had completely stilled his movements to placate me.

"Continue, please!!! Fuck me," I didn’t want him to hold back for my sake, I had starved him enough. This is what he needed.

"Leia! I am not going to fuck you for you are too precious to me. I am going to make sweet sweet love to you as this is your first time," a long wet kiss he placed on my sensitive lips and straightened up. His impaling shaft slowly slid out leaving my inners scorched. His endearing words uplifted my heart, the cyclone of emotions subsided and I braced to enjoy this experience with him.

Clutching my thigh he raised my right leg as his eyes murked and intensified at seeing what lay between, he shifted his gaze to me. His coarse tongue lapped out and licked the insides of my thighs coated with my innocence, baffling me beyond reason.

I shuddered at his unfathomable conduct, this man would never cease to amaze me in the most perplexing ways.

"Xiran! Stop," I chided and tried to squirm my leg out of his tight grasp. But his other hand landed on my stomach and he subtly but firmly pressed me down, keeping me in place, never breaking that hypnotic trance he had placed me under.

"Stay still my bride. Let me taste your innocence for I took it away and there is no way I am letting it go to waste or have anyone else seeing it. It’s mine and mine alone," his vulgar words, that fiery ferocious gaze which was ready to smoulder me down to my bones had me forgetting to breathe. My lungs burnt and my throat constricted for I couldn’t formulate a response.

His magical mouth, his supple lips and his sensual tongue tasted and slurped every last drop. His lips moulded with my womanly folds, absorbing any ache or discomfort that lingered, my juices flowed in torrents as the desires danced in my eyes and I hung on the precipice of the exhilarating sensation of becoming undone with only his mouth.

My hips had arched, trying to feed him more and more. My hands clasped the sheets and my head twirled uncontrollably.

Another orgasm was shuddering my entire being when he suddenly stopped and a frustrated outcry was torn from me, my eyes flew open and the unfulfilled desires shimmied in them, making him chuckle at my reaction.

"My greedy Leia is becoming addicted to my mouth on her core, don’t worry soon you would be addicted to this as well," his voice lusty and without warning he adjusted himself and began pushing inside me.

My inner muscles were compelled to stretch out, painfully burning me, his member throbbed, veins bulged with his need to be whole.

And then his hips rhythmically commenced to sway as he gently and yet deliciously began to slither in and out of me.

"Xirann!" His name was huskily ripped from my lips as an amalgamation of pain and pleasure was what he delivered to me in throbs. His deft hands widened my legs even further, angling his thirst so he could fill me up to the hilt.

His smooth lips trailed kisses on my raised leg, easing out the discomfort that still lingered while his other hand played with my pink pearl, shooting hordes of pleasure inside me. He kept his speed gentle and steady as if he possessed all the time in the world.

My insides burnt and ached with every stealth sheathing of his manhood and yet I couldn’t stop the smutty whimpers and mewls escaping my mouth for I yearned to have him remain inside me.

The way his majestic body loomed over me, the way his tattoo brightly shined, the way his inquisitive dazed orbs kept searching mine for any hint of discomfort, and the way his hands and mouth satisfied my burning needs were threatening more tears to escape me and yet I fought them back. For he would cease our mating, too concerned about my feelings.

Throaty guttural sounds escaped him occasionally as he plunged himself into my tightness.

"You are so delicious and firm, I can never have enough of you now that I have tasted you, Leia," he rasped, his darkened gaze overshadowing how much he was going to devour me now that he had gotten the taste of my tender flesh.

I gulped hard as he kept brimming me, branding me with each slow thrust that hit differently from the previous one, every move initiated to own a part of not only my body but also my soul. And I shamelessly moaned every time he skillfully glided inside my folds, making no effort to reduce my squeals for I could sense he loved hearing it.

He played my body like a perfect musician and I responded with sinful music in the notes of his liking. We were perfect for each other.

My dear husband gently placed my leg back and his firm body blanketed me, his ripped pecs smothered my soft mounds as his hungry lips came crashing down and I responded by wrapping my quivering legs around his slim waist.

Our tongues twirled for dominance and shamelessly created slurping sounds. His hands landed in my hair as he kissed me deep, his tongue rammed into my throat. I grabbed his hair and deepened the kiss even further as if that was my oxygen and he was indeed my lifeline.

"Leia! Let’s come undone, together," his hot breath was on my reddened lips and I could only move my head in affirmation. Our lips crashed again and he picked up his pace, drowning me in an ocean of pleasures.

His thrusts went even deeper and turned more frequent, my walls spreading wider and wider, the pain almost forgotten for the ecstasy sent my brain into overdrive as one final jolt was delivered to my weeping folds and I erupted in euphoria.

My head was thrown back as he held me and let me ride out the orgasm, his hungry mouth latched on my neck where his tattoo lay and I shivered one last time before my body went limp and so did his as he emptied inside of me and the truth of that hit me like a tornado.