Page 24 of Merciless Union
I turn around, needing his help. His fingers tickle the skin of my back as he unzips my dress, letting it pool around my feet. I’m only in underwear.
“Do you …?” I look over my shoulder at him.
“No, stay where you are.” I look down as he reaches out and rips my panties down, leaving me fully naked. I gasp, covering myself even though he’s behind me.
He chuckles darkly. “It’s not like I’ve never seen it before.” He reaches around and removes my hands, holding them at my sides. “Now, lay down on the bed. On your stomach.”
I frown but do as he says. My arms shake as I lower myself down.
I can hear him unzip his pants. Then I feel his heat as he grabs my hips, lifting them.
“Are we supposed to do it like this?” I ask, with nervous tremors in my voice.
He leans down and presses a kiss against my neck. “We can do it however we want. And right now, I want to fuck you like this.”
“Will it hurt?” I ask, looking back at him. He’s still wearing his clothes, and the only thing I can see is his erection poking out of his pants. Why isn’t he naked?
His eyes soften a fraction before hardening again. “I’ll try not to let it hurt too much. Now, eyes to the mattress. You’ll hurt your neck looking back at me like that.”
I fix my eyes on the blanket beneath me. His fingers dig into my hips as he lifts my hips back up.
I don’t get a chance to breathe before he presses his erection into me, albeit slowly. I gasp as he presses all the way inside me. There’s only a sharp twinge of pain as he situates himself. Otherwise, it doesn’t feel bad at all.
Maxim holds still, probably letting me adjust. I’ll give him that, at least.
“Are you good?” he asks after a moment, his voice strained.
“I’m good,” I whisper.
“Thank fuck,” he murmurs before moving his hips. He begins to thrust into me slowly, his erection filling me up. My inner walls stretch as he moves within me. The feeling is strange. At least the pain is going away.
“Arina, your pussy is like heaven,” he growls as his thrusts pick up speed. His fingers dig deeper into my hips. My hands brace myself as my body moves in this unusual way. I never knew people could have sex like this. When my mother explained it to me years before, she never mentioned this. Maxim seems to know what he’s doing, so I let my head drop and focus on the sensation.
His hips slap against mine, creating a sound that makes me blush. Maxim reaches a hand around to touch my clit again. He plays with it as he thrusts in and out of me.
“Fuck,” he says darkly, his length pressing much harder into me. I gasp. “You feel so fucking good. Do you like what I’m doing to you, sweet Arina? Tell me.” His erection thrusts deeper into me.
“I, uh,” I try to speak as he continues at this rough pace. “It … yes. Yes, it feels good.”
He leans over me, growling into my ear. “Just good?” His finger flicks my clit.
A soft moan passes my lips. “No. Great. It feels great.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear.” He straightens back up, keeping his pace. “You’re going to make me come, Arina. Your pussy is … fuck. I want you to come again. Can you do that?”
I cry out as he thrusts particularly hard into me. “I can … try.”
“That’s good.” His finger presses harder against my clit. My entire body feels like it’s on fire. I can feel the bubbling up of another orgasm.
“Fuck,” he growls. “Come for me, Arina.” He jerks his hips into mine, letting out a deep groan. I can feel his erection swell inside of me before his own release takes him.
I cry out as he rubs my clit faster, an orgasm hitting me again. My cries turn into moans as my body trembles. I rest my head against the mattress, unable to keep it up any longer.
He goes still inside of me, leaning down to kiss the back of my neck. When he pulls out of me, I feel achy and empty.
I sit up slowly, wrapping the blanket around my body.
Maxim turns toward the ensuite bathroom. “You did good, Arina. Very good. I think I’ll enjoy being married to you.”
