He latched on tightly as he flicked his tongue against it.
Elizabeth wriggled and squirmed, not to get away, but to draw him closer and encourage a more intimate touch. Their combined groaning emboldened and enraptured her. Placing her hand over his as Gavan stroked her; she encouraged him to do so more deeply and purred in cat-like satisfaction when he did.
Elizabeth bowed her back, shoving her mons against his hand. Her body shuddered in ecstasy as every synapse fired and pleasure exploded throughout her body. Never had anything felt so right and so marvelous. She had never believed that Paradise existed on Earth, but now believed it was to be had and embraced. His hardened length lay trapped between them, and her sheath pulsed in the same rhythm as his shaft.
“Gavan,” she cried in wondered rapture, clinging to him with one hand and squeezing Caelan’s thigh with the other.
Gavan removed his hand from between her legs as he rolled more fully on top of her.
Elizabeth realized he meant now to take her virginity. She struggled, momentarily frightened until she heard Caelan at her back, nuzzling her neck and nipping at her ear lobe, whispering words of love, sex, and encouragement. Still, Elizabeth tried to move from underneath him.
“Nay, lass.” Gavan crooned. “Ye didna want to deny me. I am yer husband, and ‘tis my right to claim ye. It’ll be all right, Lizzie, give yourself to me, to us. Let us show you what it is to be well and truly loved. Ye want this, don’t ye, Lizzie?”
She nodded and knew it was true. If this made her a wanton, then a wanton was what she wanted to be.
Before she could change her mind, Gavan’s mouth descended, capturing hers, his tongue beginning a seductive dance within.
She squirmed beneath him, not sure if she wanted what was to come, knowing there was no retreat and that she didn’t truly want one.
He settled himself more firmly between her thighs.
Caelan reached between them and caught some of the slick wet that her earlier orgasm had produced in abundance. He brought it up and rubbed her clit in circular motions, rumbling to her as she felt the head of Gavan’s staff probing for the entrance to her wet heat.
Elizabeth mewled in need. The ticklish sensations began all over again but, this time, she burned like a wildfire had been lit within her and now raced out of control throughout her entire being.
Gavan kissed her relentlessly, making it difficult to focus on anything other than pleasing him and listening to every fiber of her being that cried out for him to claim her fully. She let him slip his hands underneath her, his palms gripping her hips while his fingers gently held her buttocks. She grimaced slightly from the residual effects of the spanking he’d given her before their wedding.
She looked to see him staring at her intently. “Yay or nay, Lizzie?”
She nodded. Steadying her, he kissed her passionately as he drove his cock powerfully up into her, stretching her entrance, shattering the delicate tissue that had kept her a maid, and seating himself fully within her.
Elizabeth screamed into his mouth. She was unprepared for the pain that erupted as he destroyed her maidenhead.
He whispered kisses over her face and nuzzled her neck.
She held her breath, waiting for something, but she wasn’t quite sure what.
He gave her only a moment to catch her breath and for her tightness to soften and accept his penetration. Then, slowly, he began to stroke her with long, slow thrusts that quickly turned the pain into pleasure as her body received and then accepted his dominant possession. Her sheath hugged his cock; he groaned and then rumbled his carnal need for her as he picked up the pace of his plunging rod.
Gavan held her tightly to him as he rolled his hips, moving his cock deeper and faster in her pussy. She could feel every inch and texture of his large staff as it grazed her vaginal walls. She thought she would never forget the incredible way it felt and filled her. There was another gradual building of sensual pleasure as Elizabeth’s body responded fully to his claiming. It swirled around her swollen nub and spread down and through to her heated sheath as he continued to drive within her. She could feel an almost overwhelming trembling in her nether regions as it expanded and spread throughout her body.
His movements became more deliberate and forceful. The faster he moved, the larger he seemed to grow within her. Her muscles tensed in a way she now knew was the precursor to her own climax.
Gavan’s lips moved down the side of her neck to the base of her throat.
As her muscles convulsed in a powerful orgasm, she felt his seed begin to flood her womb. Elizabeth screamed again, but wasn’t sure if it was in pleasure, or abject surrender. Her pussy shuddered blissfully all up and down his length as he continued to send his essence to the very end of her channel.
When he was finally still, he kissed her before rolling from atop her body and stroking the inside of her upper thigh in a manner that was comforting, yet possessive. She could feel the mingled essence of their coupling drying there, as well as in the soft hair covering her mons.
“Good girl. Ye have so much pleasure to look forward to. We’ll see to it. We’re going to start plugging yer bottom hole so that, in time, we can share you at the same time instead of taking turns. While Gavan fucks your sweet pussy, I’ll take your arse,” Caelan whispered in her ear.
Elizabeth shuddered at the thought but had neither the will, nor the ability, to do anything other than allow him to continue to stroke her body soothingly.
Gavan gently lifted her body off of Caelan’s, taking his place and settling her back against him, cupping her breasts and lightly rubbing her
