Undeniably Mine
Aurora's pov
Roman's brows shot up.
"Aurora," he said, his gaze softening.
"Are you sure this is what you really want?" He asked, his voice soft.
"You know you're not forced to do this if you don't want too."
"I want too," I said, holding his gaze as
I rose from the bathtub, water streamed from my skin. Roman watched me quietly as I unhooked my bra, exposing my breasts to the cool air.
His breathing was heavy, his gaze lingered on my bare chest.
Next I reached for my underwear , I hooked my fingers into the waistband of my panties and slowly dragged them down my legs and tossed them aside.
Roman's eyes darkened with hunger, his nostrils flared as his fingers gripped the edge of the tub.
I could see he was holding back, fighting his beast. He was afraid he'd hurt me but I'm done waiting. I want this as much as he did.
the water churned around us as I straddled his thighs. My knees pressing into the porcelain on either side of his hips. The position dragged my vagina directly against his manhood.
I flattened my palms against the hard planes of his chest, my fingers tangling in the coarse hair that tapered down his abdomen. I leaned forward and pressed my open mouth to his neck.
His hands found my waist, gripping me tight, pulling me down harder against his straining erection
"You smell so fucking good little one," he gritted out, burying his face in the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply.
A low groan escaped his lips, Roman pulled back, his eyes, dark and intense, met mine.
"I need you," I murmured.
Roman didn't say anything, his
hot mouth crashed onto my lips.
Our lips smacked against each other
As his tongue explored my mouth. His
Fingers gripped the back of my hair possessively, deepening the kiss.
Roman pulled away from the kiss, and began trailing kisses along my shoulder, his lips hot and demanding against my cool, damp skin.
He nipped at the sensitive cord of muscle where my neck met my shoulder, just hard enough to make me gasp, I dug my fingernails into his shoulders.
I needed him in a way I've never needed anyone else before. I needed his hands all over my body, his lips on mine, his body pressed hard against mine. Most of all I needed him inside me.
"Roman," I breathed, grinding my hips down onto him. The friction was maddening, not nearly enough. God I needed him inside me, filling the aching void that the heat had carved out of my body. "Please. I need... I need you inside me."
He groaned, the sound vibrated against my skin. His hands slid down my back, cupping the curve of my ass, pulling me tighter against his rock-hard manhood.
"Roman," I murmured. "Please," I whimpered.
He pulled away, taking in my appearance. His eyes were pitch black and hungry.
"Are you sure you want to do this little one?" He growled.
"Yes," I breathed. "I can't wait much longer."
Roman didn't say anything, he suddenly stood up, water cascaded down the carved ridges of his abdomen, dripping from the dark hair on his chest.
He leaned down and hooked his arm under my knees, his other braced firmly against my back as he lifted me from the tub.
I gasped, the sound breaking the humid silence, my wet skin slid against his.
Then suddenly his mouth crashed down onto mine. It wasn't a gentle kiss; it was a sealing of fate. He slanted his lips over mine, his tongue thrusting past the seam of my mouth.
Water streamed from our hair, running down our cheeks and chins, mingling between our pressed lips, but he didn't care. Roman walked out of the bathroom, carrying me as if I weighed nothing.
He moved toward the bed and gently lowered me onto it and then crawled over me, his knees sinking into the mattress on either side of my hips, caging me in with his sheer size. He loomed above me, dripping water onto my pale stomach, watching the droplets roll into the dip of my navel.
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Roman's pov
Aurora's chest heaved, her breasts rising and falling with rapid, shallow breaths. Her nipples were hard peaks, flushed dark pink from the heat of the bath and the chill of the air.
I stared down at her, my gaze roamed the expanse of her body like a predator surveying its territory.
"Do you want this?" I asked, my voice was a gravelly rumble, barely human.
I wanted to make sure she wanted this as much as I did.
I reached out, trailing my calloused finger down the side of her face, pushing a wet strand of hair behind her ear. "There is no going back after tonight. Once I take you, you are mine. Forever, Aurora."
She looked up at me, her eyes wide and shimmering with unshed tears of anticipation, not fear. She reached up, her small hand resting against the heavy thud of my heart. "Yes," she whispered, the word barely audible but ringing in my sensitive ears. "I want to be yours."
A low growl vibrated in my chest, a sound of approval and surrender.
I didn't speak again. Words were no longer necessary. Slowly I moved down her body, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses to the column of her throat, tasting the frantic pulse there.
I lingered on her collarbone, nipping lightly at the skin, soothing the sting with his tongue.
I then moved lower, taking my time to worship each breast, sucking her tight nipple into my mouth and flicking it with the tip of my tongue until she was arching off the bed, a broken moan spilling from her lips.
I continued my descent, kissing a path down her ribs, over the soft curve of her stomach, until I was settled between her thighs.
The scent of her arousal was overwhelming. I paused for a second, just looking at her. She was bare, glistening, and perfect. Her pussy was swollen and pink, her lips parted slightly to reveal her slick, wet entrance waiting for me.
I leaned in, inhaling deeply, my eyes rolled back at the sheer potency of her smell.
"So ripe for me," I growled, lowering my head between her thighs. I ran my
tongue flat and broad through her slit, gathering her juices on my tongue.
Aurora cried out, her hands flying to my hair, her fingers tangling the strands of my hair. I groaned against her flesh, the vibration traveling straight through her clit.
I ate her with a starving intensity, my tongue delving deep into her hole, fucking her with the wet muscle, before moving up to circle the sensitive bundle of nerves at the top.
I sucked her clit into my mouth, lashing it with rapid, firm strokes. I could feel her trembling, her thighs tightening around ny head, her heels digging into my shoulders.
I slipped a finger inside her, feeling the tight resistance of her hymen-a thin barrier that I would soon break. I curled my finger upward, stroking the rough patch of flesh inside her while I continued to torture her clit with my mouth.
"Please," she gasped, her voice ragged.
"I need you inside me, now."
I pulled away, my chin shining with her essence. I crawled back up her body.
My dick was rock hard, throbbing with a need that bordered on pain. I positioned myself between her legs, my thick head nudging against her wet entrance.
I looked into her eyes, seeing the desire and the trust reflected there.
"It's going to hurt little one," I warned, my voice strained.
"I don't care," she breathed. "just get on with it."
I smirked, my fingers brushing her cheek.
"That eager huh?" I said, gripping her hips, holding her steady, and pushed forward.
The resistance was immediate, her body fighting the intrusion. I pushed harder, relentless but controlled.
The tight ring of muscle gave way, and I slid through her wet heat, burying myself deep inside her with one smooth, powerful stroke.
Aurora cried out, her back bowing, her nails clawing at my shoulders.
I stilled, giving her a moment to adjust to the size of me, and to the sudden fullness.
I kissed her face, her eyelids, whispering soothing words in a language I hadn't spoken in centuries. The pain in her scent began to fade, replaced by the the spicy aroma of our arousal.
I began to move, pulling out slowly until only my head remained inside, then thrusted back in.
I set a rhythm, slow and deep, grinding my pelvis against her clit with every stroke. The heat of her was incredible, a velvet vice that gripped me, milking me.
I felt my control slipping, my beast demanding I let go, to mark her, to fill her.
I started to increase the pace, driving into her harder, faster. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, a wet, rhythmic percussion.
Aurora's moans grew louder, turning into high-pitched whimpers of pleasure. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper, silently begging for more.
I could feel the pressure building at the base of my spine, the knot of pleasure tightening. I leaned down, burying my face in the crook of her neck and inhaled her scent, Jasmine and sandalwood.
I couldn't wait any longer, I sank my fangs into her tender flesh where her shoulder met her neck.
She screamed, but it wasn't the sound of pain but of ecstasy. My bite
triggered something inside her, sending her over the edge.
Her pussy suddenly clamped down around me, rippling and spasming as her orgasm tore through her. The sensation was too much for me. With a muffled roar against her skin, I thrusted one last time, burying myself to the hilt.
My dick jerked inside her, pumping stream after stream of hot, thick cum deep into her womb. I finally marked her inside and out, claiming her in the most primal way possible.
I held her there, locked together, my fangs still embedded in her skin, as the waves of pleasure subsided.
Slowly, I released my fangs and lapped at the wound to seal it. The mark was vivid against her pale skin-a permanent brand of ownership.
I collapsed on the bed and pulled her to my chest, my arm wrapping around her waist. I pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"I love you," I murmured.
She looked up at me, meeting my gaze. Her hazel eyes gleamed with happiness.
"I love you too," she replied.
Aurora was mine. Finally, undeniably, mine and I couldn't be anymore happier than I was right now.