37. Chapter Thirty-Seven
~Evalina~
A shiver of anticipation ran down my spine as Felix climbed back onto the bed, naked other than the odd, translucent covering he placed over his cock.
It took me a second to realize that only anticipation caused my shiver. Not fear. Not even a little bit.
I never imagined I would feel so comfortable being naked with a man for the first time, but somehow, with Felix, it felt right. He made me laugh even while his tongue stirred my body into a frenzy. He teased me until I forgot to be nervous, until I issued him an order, scarcely believing my boldness. Under his affectionate, heated gaze, I felt wanted, certainly, but I also felt understood , and I already knew that feeling would linger long after the heat of our passion faded.
He promised we were made to fit together, and even though the size of him seemed to directly contradict that statement, I trusted him, and I opened my legs for him willingly, even eagerly, as his hard, firm body settled between them.
“We’ll go slow,” he promised, his breath catching as he slid the rounded head of his cock through the wetness still coating me. I groaned as it grazed over my clit, still tender from his previous attention. It didn’t take much for the aching inside me to start up again, as if he hadn’t just satisfied it. “Tell me if it hurts, okay? I won’t know unless you tell me.”
My eyes locked on him, I nodded, and he leaned forward, his hands on either side of me as his large frame hovered above me. I had to crane my neck up to keep looking at his face, using his raw masculine beauty to distract from the pressure between my legs as he began to slowly push his hips forward.
His fingers had felt incredible inside me, but I quickly realized they hadn’t fully prepared me for the size of his cock. My body tensed as he began to fill me and Felix immediately stopped.
“I need you to relax,” he coaxed, his voice low and encouraging. One hand reached between us to stroke across my clit again, distracting me from any other sensation. “It’ll feel better if you’re not so tight.”
“I’ll try.”
From beneath him, I watched him swallow, the muscles in his throat as strong and beautiful as the rest of him.
“No, I’ll try,” he muttered before he pulled out of me, sliding down my body so that one hand remained on my clit and his mouth went to the peaked nipple of my breast.
“Oh… fuck.” I breathed out the word, the only one that seemed to fit the situation properly, and Felix growled in approval. He literally growled , the sound far more animal than man, and desire flooded my body. His tongue, his fingers, the rumble of his chest… everything combined to whip the drumbeat of need inside me to a fevered pitch.
My legs spread wider and Felix responded immediately, his body completely tuned into mine. The head of his cock pushed into me again, and though it still strained my limits, I breathed through it, moaning as he pushed in further.
“That’s perfect,” he whispered from above me, his fingers still on my clit. “You’re doing so well.”
The praise heated my cheeks and sent another rush of pleasure through me, more emotional than physical. “I’m okay. You can go deeper.”
Felix hissed a breath in through his teeth as he followed my instructions. “You feel so good. Even through the condom, I can feel the sparks. Do you feel them?”
I hadn’t noticed, too distracted by the fullness, but when I focused my attention there, pleasure tingled deep inside me, deeper still as he gently pulled back before pushing in again. “I feel it. I feel you , and it’s so good, Felix. So good.”
“Fuck.” His arms trembled above me from the effort he must have been making to hold himself in check. “I don’t know if I should go any further.”
Although I already felt almost impossibly full, I knew he couldn’t be all the way in yet. “I want you to, as much as you can. I’ll tell you if it hurts, I promise.”
Exhaling, he pressed his hips forward, deeper, slowly, as if expecting resistance, but none came. My body continued to stretch, aching a little but not hurting, until he finally stilled completely.
“I don’t believe it. You’re taking all of me, Evalina. How…?”
He trailed off, the disbelief in his voice letting me know that despite his earlier words about us fitting together perfectly, he hadn’t truly expected it to happen. Basic spatial reasoning suggested he shouldn’t have fit, and yet, he did. I could feel the full length of him inside me, every blessed inch filling me in a way I never imagined but had somehow always needed.
“It must be magic,” I whispered, my hands gripping onto his forearms. “Some fairies are blessed with more than one kind. Maybe this is another gift.”
“Because you were made for me.” His reverent whisper heated my blood even further, and when he began to move again, pulling out and thrusting back in firmly, his movements still slow but deliberate, I let my eyes close, giving in to the feel of him around me, against me, inside me. Nothing existed for me in that moment except Felix, the rhythm of our bodies, and a desperate desire to share this pleasure with him.
He thrust and I moaned. My legs wrapped around him and he stuttered out my name. My hands went to his chest above me, to the hard muscles of his stomach and the warmth of his skin. He bent down to place a kiss on my forehead as his hips rolled against me. My body met his as his pace grew faster and harder, his earlier fears about hurting me forgotten. Pleasure built inside me again, but unlike before, it fed off his groans and every jagged breath. It revelled in each brush of our skin against each other, in the sparks that I knew travelled beneath his skin the same way they did under mine. Knowing that he felt all of it too, in his own way but equal to me, made it even better, and when I came for a third time, his name leaving my lips on a sharp gasp, his movements turned erratic, his hard cock pulsing inside me as he let out a soft sigh into the air above me.
My mate.
I didn’t know the word before I met him, but no other word did him justice.
The reason we had been matched remained a mystery, but the fact that we were matched could no longer be in any doubt. He was mine and I was his, at least for that moment, and I wanted to bask in that certainty as long as possible.
Because what we were going to do about it once we left that room, we still needed to figure out.