Page 61 of Venom Island

“You’ll be okay,” I tell her, pressing into her tight entrance. “Just hold on, tesoro. Hold on to me and scream.”

Her claws draw blood as I thrust forward, forcing her to take me.

I could go slow, but it would have prolonged the agony.

This will allow her to accept the burn all at once, to feel my girth as I push myself inside.

She unleashes her suffering against my mouth, her scream ripping me apart and making me still inside her as I allow her a few minutes to just breathe.

I’m not all the way in.

But I’m close.

Tears mar her pretty eyes, her cheeks flushed red with exertion.

“Shh,” I hush her, my lips ghosting across hers. “It’s okay. You’re okay.”

She whimpers in response, the sound clawing at my heart.

“I’m sorry, tesoro,” I murmur. “I know it hurts.”

She quivers, her eyes squeezing closed.

But at the same time, her insides clench around me.

She freezes.

Then does it again, her pussy gripping me like a vise and nearly drawing a growl from my chest.

Because fuck, that feels good.

She’s already so damn tight that I’m struggling not to burst.

But now she’s massaging my head with her inner muscles, taking me that much closer to the edge.

I reach down to massage my knot, my base nowhere near her entrance since I’m not all the way inside her yet. The sensation of my hand makes my muscles tense, but it allows me to stave off the heat mounting in my veins.

It’s been so fucking long since I experienced an Omega’s sweet heat.

And the first time I’ve ever embracedmy mate.

I’m fucking boiling inside, ready to explode just with that knowledge alone.

That sensation only darkens as she intimately tightens around me again, her little body fucking torturing mine.

“Caja,” I groan, my forehead going to her neck. “Gods, tell me I can move. Please tell me to move.” Because I need to fuck her. To show her how much her body can take. To shove us both into a state of oblivion.

She lifts her hips, taking more of me into her. My fist brushes her clit, causing her to jolt. Then she pumps up her lower half again and moans as my hand comes in contact with her sensitive bud once more.

I release my knot and move my thumb to her little bundle of nerves, stroking her as she welcomes even more of me into the sweet heaven between her thighs.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I praise. “So damn good, Caja.”

I’m not going to be able to control myself for much longer.

Because she’s fucking killing me here.

Her little body begins to move in earnest, sliding up and down my shaft, taking me as deep as she can from her position beneath me.