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Azriel reached between my legs, testing me with two fingers. “Much better, but still.” He withdrew his fingers, sucking them into his mouth, then returning to stroke my bud, then back inside me. “Much more of this and you’ll have me erupting between us, beloved.” He grinned, gripping myhips and lifting me gently, so his tip was nudging at my entrance. “Slowly.”
I bit my lip as I lowered myself onto him. Oh good god, but was it meant to feel this good? I caught myself on his chest, sure I had barely taken half of him, whimpering and clawing my fingers into his skin.
“Oh god.” I lowered myself a little more, but it felt impossible. “Azriel… I do not think I can…”
“Remember to breathe.” His own breath was ragged, as though he were holding back.
I took a moment, exhaling as I lowered myself all the way to his hips. I moaned loudly, my hands shaking against the hardness of his chest. He was right, this way it was so much deeper, and where it had felt good at first, he was now so deep it hurt, and I was not sure I could even consider moving.
“Is it meant to hurt?” I asked, and he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me down to his chest.
“Here, like this.”
I let out a small sigh of relief, and nodded against his neck. “Yes, that’s better.” I groaned as I rolled my hips, sweat breaking out over my skin. “You are too big.”
“No, beloved, I am perfect for you.” He raised his hips ever so slightly, pressing into me, and growled out a breath. “See? Perfect. Fuck, you feel so good, Evie.”
I wanted nothing more than for it to be more pleasurable, but even the smallest movements of my hips hurt. I tried to lower myself all the way, wincing and jerking myself almost all the way off him.
“It’s no good.” I shook my head, suddenly feeling inadequate and small, and like a miserable failure of a woman. “It hurts too much. I can’t…” I clutched my hands to my face, angry tears pressing behind my eyes.
Suddenly, I was on my back, and Azriel’s mouth wasmoving all over my body, licking and biting. “Look how beautiful you are,” he breathed. “My beautiful, perfect wife.”
“Stop.” I kept my hands pressed to my face, shaking my head even as waves of pleasure rolled through me. “I am not perfect. I am-”
“My wife,” he growled, and gripped my hips. “And my wife is perfect, do you hear me?”
His mouth plunged between my legs, and I cried out, my hands clawing into the sheets as my back arched away from the bed. His tongue soothed the ache inside me, even as the tears I tried to hold in rolled down the side of my face.
“I wanted to bring you pleasure,” I gasped. “I wanted to… To…” I didn’t even really know what I wanted.
No, I did.
I wanted to be Rebecca.
I wanted to be experienced, not a silly little girl who didn’t know what to do with a man’s body, or her own. I felt so small, and humiliated.
But if Azriel was disappointed, he did not show it.
He pressed his tongue against my heated flesh, licking and sucking, pressing my thighs apart as I writhed at his touch. I was already trembling, my body pulled as tight as a drum, and I hissed in a breath as that sweet agony drew closer.
Azriel stopped as suddenly as he had started, crawling up my body and leaning over me.
“Why did you stop?” I asked with a whimper, clenching my thighs together to try and soothe the ache that had erupted between them.
“Taste yourself, beloved.” He lowered his mouth to mine, kissing me deeply.
A salty sweetness glazed his lips and tongue, and a small thrill bloomed in my stomach.
“Do you see how good you taste?” Azriel asked against myparted lips. “Do you see now why I am ravenous for you? What man could withstand feasting on such sweetness?”
“Azriel, please…” I moaned as he kissed my neck, my hands clawing up and down his back. “I need… Oh god, I need…”
“I know what you need, beloved.” He climbed off me, rolling me onto my side so my back was settled against his chest, his arms encircling me. He hooked one hand under my knee, lifting my leg up to my chest. “Like this, it will not hurt.”
“I thought you’d like it if it hurt.”
He gritted out an angry breath against my ear. “I will cause you pain when you want it, Evie. When you seek it from me. But not when it brings you to tears, not like this. I am not a fucking monster.” He bit down on my earlobe, positioning himself at my entrance, pressing in just the tip of his manhood. “If it hurts, I will stop.”
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