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Lirael POV

Zephyra was a vision—petite with slender shoulders, a narrow waist flaring to curvy hips, and a round ass I'd love to have seen bent over the back of the couch.

As tempting as that image was, I wasn't enough of an asshole to take her virginity that way. Her body swayed enticingly as I followed behind her, loosening my tie and imagining the possibilities. So many things I wanted to do to her, but the next few hours were all we had.

She reached the bed, looking over her shoulder at me, a huge turn-on. Behind her, my painfully hard dick brushed her ass. As I flicked open the clasp of her bra, she trembled against me. "Turn around," I rasped. Her full breasts and pale-pink nipples were immediate targets for my anticipation.

Losing patience, I circled her waist, cupping a breast and taking the peak into my mouth. Her hands clutched at my hair as I moved to the other breast, nipping at the tender tip.

“Lirael,” she gasped. “I need…”

Straightening, I instructed her to get on the bed, crawl to the top, and sit against the headboard. As she complied, presenting that luscious ass, I pressed my hand against my erection.

Once she sat at the top, I dropped my hand. “Now pull those panties aside and touch yourself.”

Cheeks reddening, she hesitated. “I don’t think I’m comfortable.”

Unbuttoning my shirt, I pressed, “If this is indeed your first time, I want it to be good. Show me how you like it.” True, but not the whole truth. “Or are you telling me you’re so innocent you’ve never even touched yourself before?”

She tracked my every move as I stripped off my shirt, slowly so that her eyes clearly appreciated my gym efforts, as they darkened over my chest, which made the edge of my lips stretch out in a smile.

When my words sank in, her gaze shot back to my face, her flushed face, saying she wasn’t as innocent as I assumed she was. "Of course not."

Smirking at the spark of annoyance in her eyes, I couldn't resist pushing further. "Maybe I should find out how innocent you are. How far have you gone? What's been inside that pretty pussy?"

Annoyance flared hotter. "Yes to all of that. I have toys at home, big ones at that." She drawled, raunchily.

I laughed. "Unless you've got a monster dildo, I'll be the biggest thing you've had inside you. Since you're experienced, show me how you do it."

I palmed my cock, her eyes widening at the bulge. "I'll show you how hard you're making me."

Teeth pressed into her lip. "Okay," she whispered.

"Good girl," I growled. Her gaze jumped to my face, and she wet her lips — she liked that.

Watching closely, I unzipped, pulling out my shaft. Zephyra's eyes widened as my hand worked it. "Your turn."

Audibly swallowing, her hands moved down, revealing the prettiest pussy I'd ever seen. Her fingers circled her clit.

Fuck.

Tightening my grip, I said, "That's it, cutie. You're almost there."

She kept going, eyelashes fluttering. Slowing my hand, I watched, the urge to crawl between her thighs searing through me. "I'll find out myself."

Climbing onto the bed, I couldn't stop staring at her slick, pink flesh. The anticipation was intense. I hadn't felt this much since... I didn't know.

"Hands off. Your pussy was mine now," I said, but before she pulled her fingers away, I grabbed her wrist, bent down, and slid her fingers between my lips. I groaned. My dick leaked pre-cum, smearing it against her inner thighs as I pushed over her, savoring the taste of her arousal, knowing she was ready for me.

“Oh my god, that’s so . . .” Her fingers twitched against my tongue, her gaze fixed on my mouth, and fuck, I was going to wreck this girl. 

I gripped her hips and pulled her until she was flat on her back, then I leaned down and swiped my tongue over her clit as I dipped a finger into her. God, she was so tight. 

I alternated flicking that sensitive bundle of nerves with swirls and sucks while I eased my finger in and out of her until I could fit another inside. Her tight muscles gave a little as I worked my fingers into her, but it was only a few moments before her inner walls tightened around me again. Her breathy moans came faster. She was almost there. I sucked hard on her clit, then gently bit down on it, and she exploded with a loud cry. The orgasm ripped through her, and she clenched hard around my fingers. 

“Lirael, oh my god. That was . . . I can’t even . . .” One glance at her flushed face, her parted lips, and her dilated green eyes, and I was done. I told her I’d make her come twice before I fucked her, but once would have to be enough because I needed to be inside that tight little body right now.

I reached for the bedside table and grabbed a condom from the drawer, ripping it open with my teeth and rolling it over my erection. Bracing myself with one hand next to her head, my eyes locked with hers. Her needy expression was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen. Her pupils were flared so wide there was only a small ring of emerald surrounding them, and her lips were parted to let out breathless little pants as she looked up at me.

A tiny crease formed between her brows. “You’re, um, bigger than I was expecting.” Even though I was only barely hanging on to my restraint, I huffed out a laugh. “Bigger than your biggest toy?” She laughed too, the sound unexpectedly trickling like honey over my inflamed senses. “Maybe a little.” And fuck, when was the last time I laughed during sex? Have I ever? The thought was fleeting, but it lingered in the back of my mind. At least until I pressed the head of my cock to her entrance, and then I wasn’t thinking about anything except filling her.

I pinned her hands with mine as I pressed forward because having them on me right now was a distraction I didn’t need. Not when her needy little cunt was already squeezing around the tip of my dick.

She was tight. So fucking tight. And she gasped as I pushed in, working my way into her with shallow thrusts, pausing now and then to give her a chance to breathe and adjust to my size. She made soft sounds, little gasps and whimpers that brushed over my skin like the fingers I hadn’t let touch me yet.