Pain and Pleasure
As soon as my bedroom door was shut behind us, closing out the giggles and chatter of the party at the heart of the building, we started kissing again. His tongue fluttered against mine, and his hands were deep in the soft curls that had fallen free around my face. It was like time had paused just for us, carrying us right to where we were meant to be. The events of the night had terrified me and made me feel invincible.
And Paeris made me feel safe.
He kissed my lips again, almost as if he couldn't believe we were actually alone together - finally. He kissed my neck, gentle brushes of lips on my skin that sent shivers down my spine. The kisses continued on past the point where he had never kissed before, trailing to my diaphragm and along my rib cage. Even though it was above the thick fabric of my dress, it still sent shivers to the apex between my legs, causing me to regret not wearing any underwear. Then, slowly, he pulled away.
'We don't have to do this. I can stop right now. I can straighten up and walk out like it never happened.' I thought.
But I didn't. I instead, pulled up my skirt a little higher and moved closer to him.
"What's wrong?" I asked, pouting at his distance. I watched as Paeris slowly slid off his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt at a painfully slow pace, my eyes marveling at the skin that he uncovered.
I pushed myself forward, my blood feeling hot in a new way as nibbled at his chin, his ear, touching his face with my fingertips.
"You feel so good." I whispered, pushing myself back to study his sharp jawline and flawless pale skin at the base of his neck, drinking him in and committing him to memory.
I started to think that it would all stop in a minute, it wouldn't really happen, it wouldn't go too far.
A noise escaped my lips, an embarrassingly deep sigh of hunger and lust. I couldn't believe that I was letting this happen, not stopping it, but instead begging for it.
He took my hand and sucked the ends of my fingers in turn as his hands slowly worked over the buttons of my dress, freeing my breasts from the fabric that suddenly felt too tight against my flushed skin.
I couldn't get enough of him. I was exhausted and sore but I didn't care. I didn't want to sleep. I wanted Paeris, I wanted him inside of me, filling me so maybe I wouldn't feel so empty. I watched his face as I stepped out of my dress completely, his eyes absorbing my nakedness in a way no one had ever done before. I reached for him, kissing his neck and nibbling his soft skin with my teeth. I had never done anything like this before. I couldn't really believe this was happening.
He turned me then, slipping me down the to bed. I unfastened his pants, eased his briefs over his hips, and brushed the length of his cock with my palm, surprised at how hard and hot it felt in my hand. He sighed, eyes shut, and gave a throaty moan. I then rolled my hand from base to tip. I smirked at the power I had over him - more power than I had ever felt with anyone else.
Drawing my fingers across its underside, I gripped the base of his penis, which I held gently. Honestly, I had no idea how sensitive it was. I had seen my Pack-mates in their naked flesh form before, but it was never like this. I trailed my fingers along its hard length, right to the tip, which I lightly stroked. Paeris groaned softly, his mouth hovering above my breasts, his breath hot and steady. Amazed by the boldness of the scene in front of me, I moved back down a little, to take his cock firmly, about halfway along and stroked it from base to tip again, looking at Paeris to gauge his reaction curiously.
"Ray, you're torturing me.." he whispered, covering my hand with his own and making me tighten my fingers on his firm length for a moment before pulling my hand away. I pouted.
I groped for him, as though I were blind, dragging his hands to fist in my hair and tug deliciously.
"Paeris, please.." My lips touched his.
Paeris laughed at the look on my face and ran his fingertips up my thigh, leaving goosebumps along the skin he had touched. His fingers hesitated at my hips, his eyes darkening as he slowly dipped downward, kissing my most private of parts. I gasped, bucking my hips against his lips in shock of the delicious feeling. I was shocked and a little embarrassed, heat rising to my cheeks, but the smile he gave me was enough to stop myself from moving away from him. I craved his touch.
He brought his fingers to my core, sliding them along my wetness skillfully, sending waves of pleasure ripping through my body. He put his head between my legs, nuzzling at first. His hair tickled the insides of my thighs. I had to cry out in astonishment and happiness at being touched in that place. Then his tongue was there, dancing along the sensitive area between my thighs. The rhythm was like waves, pushing and pulling the pleasure from every crevice of my body, parts of me quivering that I didn't know I had. My legs twined around his shoulders desperately, as if I had lost control of my own body, my hips bucking slowly against his warm mouth.
I groaned occasionally, panting loudly and fisting my hands in his hair until I felt the tension in my body uncoil, pleasure ripping through me like a balloon popping from too much air. I tensed, moaning loudly as I pressed against Paeris, his tongue milking every ounce of mind-numbing pleasure from my body before sliding back up and over me again, a smirk on his face.
"Please, don't stop," I begged, pushing my hips up to feel his cock against my thigh, straining toward me.
My hunger for him was being teased. It also felt like a punishment, though I knew Paeris wasn't trying to punish me.
I was so wet by the time he has pressed the tip of his hard member against my throbbing core that he slid into me in one long, delicious move. Pain enveloped my insides suddenly, causing me to hiss and dig my fingers into his shoulder. He tensed, turning his head to kiss my ear gently.
"Are you okay?" He asked, rubbing my outter thigh with gentle strokes of his fingers.
I nodded slowly, retracting my nails from his skin and relaxing slightly onto the bed, shifting my hips to get a feel for him filling me.
We begin slowly.
Slowly, as I brought my hips upward to match his, I felt myself entering a kind slow tingle of new feelings. They were different than before, deeper. A feeling in which intense pain and fear mingled with total pleasure, pushing me beyond all known limits. I moaned loudly, not caring if the entire kingdom heard me.
Paeris kissed my neck gently, strong hands pulling me closer as he drove himself into me, a little harder and deeper than before. I began to roll my hips, to cry out. There were no intelligent words passed between us, only sensation, and noise of gratitude and pleasure. I felt powerless, in a delicious and intoxicating way.
"You feel so good," I whispered. As if he couldn't hold back any longer, he plunged inside me, throwing me deeper into madness the heat of pleasure pushing me over the edge. I moaned, my hands locked onto his shoulders, my breath against his face, my voice in his ear, urging him on until I felt the world crumble beneath me, the delicious release of an orgasm ripping through my body.
I heard Paeris gasp then too, burying his face in my neck as he slowed his movements, stilling his body over mine.
I relaxed, trailing my fingers through his now messy hair, smiling at the closeness of our bodies. The connection I shared with this man was nothing compared to what I could have ever imagined with Cage or anyone else.
I peeked at Paeris, kissing his cheek gently as he lifted off of me and pulled me to him on the bed beside me, stroking my hip affectionately.
"Will you stay with me tonight?" I asked softly, wrapping my arms around him.
"Of course." He whispered, kissing my nose.
I smiled, closing my eyes as he pulled the blankets up over us and settled against his warm body, drifting off to sleep in his arms.
My mother's words rang in my head:
"Are you a virgin, Alaray? Sweet and innocent and pure?"