Page 31 of A Raven Revived

“That seems like all the more reason to do it now so that I can simply enjoy our wedding night.”

“When you put it that way, you may have a point.”

Besides that, she wanted to see that look on his face again. The look of desperation. Of needing her so fiercely, he’d given up all control and been overcome by pleasure.

ChapterNine

Fitz hadn’t planned on taking her virginity tonight.

He groaned as she rubbed her palm over his desperate cock again, his teeth clenching.

“Will you show me it?”

He choked at her request.

“Please?”

Jesus. He was as eager as a schoolboy, his ability to control himself and be honorable long since evaporated.

He placed his hand around her wrist to still her hand. “Are you sure you want this tonight?”

She nodded without hesitation, but then concern gathered in her eyes.

“Will it be terribly painful?”

He moved her hand up and placed it on his chest so he could try not to turn into a rutting beast.

“The truth is, I don’t know. But I promise to be as slow, gentle, and patient as I can be, so that it will hopefully be far more pleasurable than painful.”

“Will there be pleasure? My mother talked to me before…”

“Before you were to marry my brother?” The thought of her in bed with his brother made his stomach turn.

She nodded. “She mentioned that it would be painful, but simply said I should endure it in silence. She didn’t say anything about pleasure.”

“Well, I can’t speak for what it would have been like with my brother, but with me, there will always be pleasure.” He brushed the pad of his thumb over her nipple, and she gasped. As he rolled it gently, she arched her back, pressing her breast more firmly against his hand. Her eager response made his own pulse quicken with need.

When he lowered his head to press his lips to hers, they immediately parted to welcome him into her mouth, and he plunged inside with a groan. God, she was incredible. His tongue swirled around hers.

He really should move her to the bed for this, but she was already writhing with need as he teased her other nipple. He didn’t want to interrupt the momentum, and selfishly, he didn’t want to wait even longer to be inside her. He skimmed his hand over the smooth skin of her stomach and down between her thighs. She was so hot and wet, and a needy whimper escaped her lips.

He circled her entrance with his fingertip before slowly pressing inside. Her eyes widened and he stilled.

“Are you alright? Am I hurting you?”

She shook her head emphatically. “It feels amazing. Don’t stop.”

Her breathless request made a purr thrum inside his chest. She was tight around his finger, but he still slid easily in and out, and eventually her muscles began to relax. He drew her nipple into his mouth, her entire body shuddering as he suckled.

Gently, he added a second finger, continuing to rub the outside with his thumb. It was impossible not to imagine her wrapped around his hard length as it throbbed against his trousers, desperate for relief.

Soon, she was rocking her hips in time with his fingers, her rhythmic groans filling the room. She was as ready as she’d ever be. She whined when he pulled his hand away from her.

“Are you still sure you want this tonight, love?”

“Fitz. I might just perish if you stop now.”

He untied the drawstring of his pajamas, quickly pushing them down and kicking them off. He nudged her legs wider apart with his knee and settled himself between them. Her throat worked with a swallow as his tip prodded at her entrance. She was nervous.

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