Chapter 12 – Lukyan #2
Hearing her ask for more takes every ounce of my remaining sanity.
I drag myself away from her wet heat and stand up by the edge of the bed.
I don’t take my eyes off hers for a single second as I quickly shed my clothes, ripping my shirt off and tossing it to the floor, then undoing my pants.
The moment I free my hard cock, I see a deep, dark blush rush up her neck and cover her entire face.
I don’t wait. I climb right back over her, framing her body with mine. But as soon as my weight settles between her thighs, Sofia completely freezes up. Her hands press against my chest, and her entire body starts trembling under me.
I pull back a few inches, looking down at her rigid posture. “Hey,” I murmur, my voice rough but trying to calm her down. “Don’t be so tense, Sofia. Just breathe. Trust me.”
But when she looks up at me, I see something else entirely in her eyes. It isn’t just nerves. It’s pure, unmistakable fear.
My brow furrows, and a deep frown cuts across my face. I look from her panicked expression down to the tight stance of her hips. A sudden, heavy realization hits me right in the chest.
“Sofia,” I say, my voice dropping an octave as I lock my gaze onto hers. “Have you ever done this before?”
Instead of answering, she instantly avoids my eyes, looking away toward the wall as her blush deepens.
The silence in the room says everything.
I freeze, the reality crashing over me like a bucket of ice water. “Are you a virgin?” I ask, needing to hear her say it.
She bites her lower lip, still refusing to look at me, and gives a tiny, incredibly shy nod. “Yes,” she whispers.
A heavy groan tears from my throat, and I run a hand down my face, feeling the sheer weight of what almost just happened. “Sofia… fuck,” I swear, my chest heaving as I stare at her. “You should have told me. I was about to take you like a wild animal. Fuck.”
I start to pull away, shifting my weight off her to lie down by her side. “I’ll just hold you tonight,” I tell her, my voice still rough as I try to bring my breathing under control. “We don’t have to do this.”
But before I can move completely, her hands wrap around my forearms, stopping me.
“No,” Sofia says, her voice shaking slightly but full of determination. She looks right into my eyes. “I want you to have sex with me. I want you to take my virginity.”
My breath catches in my throat. I stare down at her, making sure she understands the weight of what she’s asking for. “Are you absolutely sure, Sofia?”
A small, genuine smile touches her lips, clearing away the last bit of her fear. “I’m sure, Lukyan.”
The sheer relief and desire that hits me is overwhelming. I lean back down and kiss her again, but the violence from before is completely gone. This time, it’s slow, deep, and reassuring.
While my mouth keeps her distracted, I slide my hand back down between her thighs. I gently slip a single finger inside her wet heat, moving slowly to stretch her and get her used to the feeling. I stretch her gently, pacing myself until I feel her body relax and open up under my hand.
When she’s completely soft and slick against my fingers, I slide them out and position myself at her entrance.
I look down at her face, holding her gaze as I wrap my arms around her, cradling her like she is the most precious gift in the entire world. Slowly, deliberately, I push forward.
Sofia catches her breath, her fingers digging into the muscles of my back as I begin to enter her.
“I’ve got you,” I murmur against her ear, my voice dropping to a soft, soothing whisper. “Just breathe for me, beautiful. You’re doing so well. I’m right here.”
I push a little deeper, moving with agonizing slowness to give her body time to adapt. I whisper sweet things into her skin, kissing her temple, her cheek, her jaw, distracting her from the tightness. Finally, with one smooth, careful press, I slide all the way inside her.
A tiny whimper escapes her lips, and I immediately stop, holding myself completely still within her deep, tight heat.
I don’t move an inch, just resting my forehead against hers and kissing away the tear that slips down her cheek, waiting patiently while her body adjusts to the fullness of having me inside her.
When she starts to tilt her hips upward and move against me, I know she’s finally ready.
I start to move, but I don’t rush. I keep the pace agonizingly slow, sliding in and out with deliberate, deep strokes.
Sofia lets out a long, shaky moan, the sound vibrating right against my chest. I bend down, capturing one of her sensitive nipples in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it as I continue to move inside her.
She starts writhing beneath me again, but this time, it isn’t from fear; it’s pure pleasure.
She murmurs my name over and over like a prayer as I fuck her gently into the mattress.
I’m purposely taking it slow, keeping my darker impulses locked down and leaving the violence for next time. Right now, she needs care.
Feeling the rhythm, she locks her legs tightly around my waist, pulling me even deeper into her. I hasten my pace just a little bit, giving her exactly what her body is begging for while I continue to suck her nipple into my mouth, listening to her breath turn into ragged gasps.
Suddenly, I feel her entire body go rigid. Her internal muscles clamp down around my cock so tight it nearly drops me to my knees, and I know she is right on the edge.
Without breaking our rhythm, I slide my hand down between our sweating bodies, finding her swollen clit and flicking it rhythmically. That’s all it takes. Sofia completely fractures beneath me, riding a wild wave of an orgasm as a loud, breathless scream tears from her throat.
As Sofia rides out the wave of her climax, the tight, pulsing heat of her body nearly pushes me over the edge.
I immediately pull out of her, unwilling to risk anything on her first time, and collapse onto the mattress beside her.
I pull her flush against my chest, wrapping my arms around her and holding her close, anchoring her while her wild, ragged breathing gradually softens into a steady rhythm.
A minute later, once her heartbeat calms down against mine, I gently pull away and get out of bed. I hurry into the attached bathroom and run the tap, dampening a soft washcloth with warm water.
By the time I return to the bedroom, Sofia’s eyes are already closed, her long lashes resting against her flushed cheeks.
I don’t wake her up or call her name; she’s completely exhausted.
Moving with total care, I sit on the edge of the mattress and gently wipe her body down with the wet cloth, cleaning away the sweat and the small trace of blood from her first time.
When I’m done, I toss the cloth aside and pull the heavy duvet up over her bare shoulders, tucking her in.
I return to the bathroom for a quick, ice-cold shower to finally cool my skin, then slip into a pair of soft sweatpants. Walking back into the dark room, I climb into the bed right beside her.
I reach over to shut off the bedside lamp, plunging the room into quiet darkness, and tug her back into my arms. Sofia stirs slightly in her sleep, instinctively tucking her head right under my chin as my chest settles against her back.
As I close my eyes, listening to the quiet sound of her breathing, a strange sensation washes over me. It’s easily the most relaxed I’ve ever felt in my entire life.
Fuck. I’m in deep, deep shit.