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TRISTAN

Aware of Amelia’s lingering sense of modesty, I don’t force her to remove her nightdress.

Instead, I kiss my way down her clothed body, teasing her through the thin layer of fabric.

She moans and arches into my touch, and she keeps caressing her hands through my hair.

Every time her fingers momentarily tighten in my locks, my cock hardens further.

Eventually, I reach her thighs, and I push the nightdress higher on her body, until I’ve uncovered the slick, swollen part of her that I intend to plunder. I push the nightdress to her waist and prompt her to spread wider. She whimpers and her legs tremble, though she complies with my wishes.

I lower my face between her thighs and dart my tongue over her clit. She groans and lifts her center against my mouth.

Gods, the sweet taste of her. I doubt I’ll ever get enough.

I grasp her thighs and hold her in place while exploring her nether area, licking her from top to bottom, teasing her slit with feather light caresses of my tongue followed by much firmer strokes.

The mewling sound she keeps making encourages me to continue, and I place one hand between her thighs and insert two fingers in her slick orifice.

Fuck, yes. She’s soaking wet. I sense the level of her excitement through the bond.

Despite her apprehensions about my size, she’s aching to be claimed, aching to be filled up with my cock.

I refocus my attention on her clit, swirling my tongue over the pulsating button, then start driving two fingers into her core, though I’m careful not to breach her virginal barrier.

I commence a slow rhythm of pushing in and out, thrusting my digits into her tightness as I continue lapping at her clit.

She fists my hair and emits a loud whimper, and I increase the plunges into her core as I press my tongue more firmly to her clit.

With an echoing cry, she shatters on my tongue, her entire body quivering under the waves of her release. I sense the intensity of her orgasm through the bond, and I also sense her deep satisfaction.

After her final pulsing wave of pleasure dissipates, I remove my fingers from her core and climb atop her. She opens her eyes as she pants for air, and I make a show of licking my lips, wanting her to know just how much I relish the taste of her.

She flushes, and her gaze soon drops to my hard length. Her eyes hold a shocked gleam, but I’m thrilled when she parts her thighs even wider.

Need sweeps through her, and it becomes difficult to decipher which desires belong to her and which belong to me. Suffice it to say, we’re of the same mind.

We’re both eager to consummate our mating union.

Hovering over her, careful not to put my full weight on her, I lean down and press my lips to hers. I feel her melting into the kiss, and I also sense her surprise when she tastes her essence for the first time.

See how delicious you are? I send down the bond.

I break the kiss and settle myself between her legs, guiding my rigidness to her slick center. She whimpers and arches her pussy against my length, inviting my entrance.

I send her a wave of affection, and she sends me one in return. Our eyes meet, and I start to push inside her. She’s so slick with arousal that despite her small size, she stretches around my girth, and I don’t sense any pain coming from her through the bond.

But when I reach the barrier of her innocence, she tenses and gives me a wary look. I gather golden light in my palm, summoning a type of magic I haven’t used in ages. Magic that will block out the pain of an injury. I send her a quick explanation of my intent, and she instantly relaxes.

Thank you, Tristan. She sends me a flash of gratitude.

It’s my pleasure. I promised I wouldn’t hurt you, sweet human, and I meant it.

I aim the light at her center. Once I’m certain the magic has taken hold, I give a rapid thrust forward, pushing past her resistance until I’m fully seated in her tight depths.

Pleasure quakes through me. Gods, she’s deliciously tight.

I lean down to place a quick kiss to her cheek, then I nuzzle my nose to hers.

I’m going to begin moving now, Amelia. You should be able to feel all the pleasure but none of the pain.

Okay. I’m ready. Please. She whimpers and her hips undulate as she tries to encourage me to get started.

I withdraw from her core nearly the entire way, then I thrust back inside. I grip her hips and steadily drive in and out, building speed with each plunge into her warm, slick pussy.

As I claim her, we keep sending each other waves of affection. The pleasure between us quickly mounts, but I try to hold back my release, desperate to prolong the experience. It’s our first time together, and I want to savor it.

But it soon becomes difficult to hold back. Amelia tenses and then cries out as another release sweeps through her, and the feel of her insides clamping down on my cock sends me over the edge.

I growl as I erupt inside her, filling her with my seed.

After the final spurt, I withdraw from her center, and we collapse in one another’s arms. I hold her close as we both strive to catch our breath. I cup her face in one hand, and she leans into my touch with a contented sigh.

My heart brims with adoration for the sweet human who happens to be my fated mate. I love her. I never allowed myself to harbor the specific thought until now. But it’s true.

I love her to the point of madness.