FIRST NIGHT

Lucas was huge.

"What happened? You look scared, little wolf," he said, making me raise my head to look him in the eyes.

"I-I-I don't think this is going to work," I breathed out, pulling myself to sit up. "I haven't done it with anyone and you're... like this."

He smirked and once again picked me up in his arms. "Don't worry, I'll be slow and careful not to hurt you."

He carried me to the bed, and after placing me softly on the mattress, he climbed on top of me. Both of us were naked; no piece of fabric separated us, and I could feel his erection on my stomach. I tried looking away, but he grabbed my chin and moved my face so that we were staring into each other's eyes.

He licked his lips and then slowly rubbed them against mine. The action sent electricity throughout my body, and I grabbed his arms, trying to rub my waist against him like before. He smirked and once again came down for my lips. I reached forward, but he pulled away.

"I thought you didn't want this," he teased, shifting his cock so that it is pressing against my opening. "Now, what happened?"

"I reached forward only for a kiss, nothing else." I said without stuttering this time, and he looked impressed.

"Someone got their voice back," he commented, pulling his hand down to rub his tip against my slits.

I was about to open my mouth to say something when he came down and got hold of my lips. I whimpered, and he pushed his tongue inside my mouth. I held onto his shoulder and thought I could control it, but when he rubbed his erection against my clit, it became impossible for me to hold back my moans.

I pulled away from the kiss, moaning loudly, followed by heavy breathing.

He kissed me on the cheek before leaning to the right to pick up a packet of condoms from the nightstand. He tore the packet with his teeth and then rolled it down his cock. I watched him, waiting in anticipation.

"I'm going to put it inside slowly," he informed, rubbing the tip all around the inner lip. "Tell me to stop, and I'll stop, okay?"

"Okay," I nodded my head, letting my desire take over the region of my brain responsible for reasoning.

"You're soaking again," he smiled, and I looked away, embarrassed for some reason. "Well, that will make this much easier."

It didn't.

His tip pressed against the entrance, and I took a deep breath. He looked me in the eyes to make sure I was fine before slowly pushing inside me. I felt his length sliding in, rubbing against my insides, pushing away to make space for itself.

"Fuck! God, Lucas!" I moaned, grabbing my breasts and squeezing them tight.

"Don't wrap your legs around me yet, little wolf," he kissed me on the neck. "I won't have enough space. We need to do it slowly for now."

I bit my lips and nodded, arching my back. He wrapped one of his hands around my back while pushing deeper inside. I tried to control my legs, but they kept wrapping around his waist whenever I felt the sensation of him sliding deeper. I curled my toes, and my head was thrown back, eyes shut.

"FUCK!" I groaned when it hurt a little.

"You're doing amazing, little wolf," he whispered, making me moan louder. I opened my eyes to look at him, but they rolled back as he went deeper inside. "I'm going to stay for a while before moving."

I nodded my head and questioned, "A-are you all in?"

He chuckled, "Not even half, but it's okay. You won't be able to handle all of me; it's your first time."

He pushed my hand away from my breast and buried his face into my cleavage. The movement caused me to scream, and that's when I realized what he meant by me not being able to handle his entire length. He grabbed one of the buds between his fingers while sucking on the other, making me feel all sorts of sensations.

He didn't say anything; he just smiled whenever I called his name and gave equal attention to both buds.

After around two minutes, he turned a little and said, "I'm going to move; it will hurt a little at the start, so be prepared for that. However, tell me to stop if you can't handle it."

I nodded again, and he moved back. My toes were curled once again, and I screamed his name. He was gentle with his thrusts and kept whispering reassuring words in my ears, but the pain didn't go away. His words did nothing, and I wanted him to stop, but I held on for the pleasure that was to come after.

Camilia had shared the story about her first time, so I knew the pain was not for nothing. I remembered her telling me that she didn't even remember the pain anymore, only the pleasure of having someone inside her.

Tears rolled down my eyes when he started thrusting harder. He kept spreading kisses around my neck and whispering things in my ears, but I wasn't able to hear anything. My ears were ringing, and I dug my nails into his back when it felt as though he was hitting my lungs with his cock.

It became hard for me to breathe.

"Lucas!" I moaned his name again when he landed a hard thrust.

This time it felt different; it burned differently. A different sensation spread throughout my body.

"D-do you... god... do you want me to stop?" he stuttered, his voice raspy and full of pleasure.

I shook my head and focused on my breathing. He kissed me all over my lips, cheeks, neck, ears, forehead, corners of my eyes, arms, and shoulders. The pain was fading away, and the foreign sensation kept forcing me to let out strange noises.

His jaw was clenched in concentration, and his eyes were closed as he reached the climax.

"Fuck!" he groaned and started to slow down with his thrusts. He moaned and gave me some slow but powerful individual thrusts that had me calling his name again and again.

He fell on top of me and hid his face in the crook of my neck. He breathed heavily against my skin, so I wrapped my arms around him and started rubbing his back affectionately. His heart was beating loudly enough for me to feel it against my chest.

He landed several kisses on my jaw before sitting up and pulling out of me. I flinched at the sudden action and started feeling empty when he was out. He pulled the condom off and, after tying it, placed it back in the packet.

"Are you okay?" he inquired, a little worried as he looked into my eyes.

"I'm okay," I lied, pressing my thighs together to dull the ache.

He was drenched in sweat, making him look like he was sparkling.

I smiled at him, kissing the back of his palm. He chuckled and planted a quick peck on my lips before getting off the bed and stretching his arm. He was still semi-hard, and all I wanted was to reach forward to grab him. However, much to my disappointment, he picked up his briefs and put them on.

"The bedsheet is covered in blood; let me carry you to the other bedroom," he said, sitting on the bed, next to where I was lying.

"Of course, there is another bedroom," I rolled my eyes and tried to get up, but he stopped me. "I have to get dressed."

"Or you can stay like this," he traced his finger over my breast. "I won't mind sleeping next to a beautiful naked girl."

"What if I want to sleep next to a handsome naked guy?" I raised my brows in question.

"Fair!" he stood up and got rid of his briefs. "Now?"

I extended my hand toward him, after taking my time to check him out. He was a little embarrassed but said nothing. He smiled and picked me up in his arms, carrying me to the other room through the entrance hall. The hotel room was like a house in itself. I never knew there were hotel rooms like that.

The new bedroom was bigger than the previous one, and it looked like the one he was staying in. There were clothes thrown on the couch and I also noticed a MacBook on a wooden desk by the wall opposite the bed.

He pulled down the covers with his left foot before softly putting me on the bed. I laughed, shaking my head at him. He rolled his eyes at me like I had done before and climbed next to me. I pulled the covers while he used the remote on the nightstand to shut all the lights.

"Good night," I put my head against his muscular chest, feeling tired.

He yawned. "Night, Kat."