Page 61 of Dark Princess Ascending

The thought was both scary and exhilarating.

Keeping her pinned down, he licked the top of her slit where she was most sensitive and then penetrated her with one thick finger, then two, and then three, stretching her, preparing her for his much larger erection.

Pumping in and out of her with those thick fingers, he added a twist to his thrusts, stretching her even wider, and as he touched a magical spot inside her and closed his lips over her throbbing nub, she erupted.

He kept licking and sucking and pumping until the last of her quakes subsided, and when he withdrew his fingers, a stream of wetness followed, running down her inner thighs.

It was time.

"I need you." She threaded her fingers in his hair and pulled him up.

Gripping himself, he guided his shaft to her entrance.

"Relax," he whispered as she tensed under him. He rubbed his erection against her wet folds, gathering her moisture and coating it with her juices. "You are half goddess and half Kra-ell. The storiesyou heard from former humans don't apply to you."

Was he right about that?

The priestess had never mentioned the first time being painful or uncomfortable for the female, but given that she had been teaching her and Ell-rom at the same time, she might have glossed over the details. Besides, everything about Kra-ell coupling was savage and meant to cause pain, so mentioning that the first time was even more traumatic might have seemed superfluous to her.

Then he pushed, wedging just the tip of the broad head inside, and halted.

Despite all the prep, the stretch burned, and Morelle felt tears gather at the corners of her eyes, not because it hurt but because her dream of this being a perfectly wonderful experience wasn't coming true.

Refusing to surrender to the momentary ennui, she wrapped her arms around Brandon's broad back and concentrated on all the other sensations. The way his body felt good on top of hers, his hard chest pressing on her soft breasts, and his cheek pressed against hers.

In mere seconds, the burning subsided, and the emptiness inside her demanded to be filled. She moved, taking in another fraction of his length, and it hurt, but it was also pleasurable in a strange way.

"A little more," she whispered, bracing against the pain and willing her body to accept the intrusion.

As he lifted his head to look at her, his expression was tormented. "You have tears in your eyes."

"It hurts a little, but it also feels good, and in a moment, it will feel much better."

"Are you sure? We can stop. We don't have to finish it tonight."

She dug her fingers into the tight muscles of his buttocks. "Just go slow."

He lifted his hand and cupped her cheek, and when he kissed her, her own taste on his tongue was incredibly erotic. He kept kissing her until the pain ebbed, turning from a burning sensation into a dull echo of an ache.

Brandon didn't move. Holding still above her, he brought his finger to her mouth and pushed it inside, and when she sucked on it, she remembered doing the same to his shaft, and it was so arousing that the pain dissipated.

He pulled his finger out of her mouth and brought it down between their bodies, pressing it to her clit and gently rubbing it as he pushed another inch inside.

He stilled and looked into her eyes. "Are you okay?"

She nodded.

"I can bite you now, and it will ease the pain. Do you want me to do that?"

Was he offering that now?

Not that she would have agreed, even if he had asked her ahead of time.

Morelle didn't want to miss out on her first time with her mate only because it was a little uncomfortable and didn't meet her expectations of perfection. She wanted to remember every moment of it, including the imperfect ones.

"No. I want the whole experience. No cheating."

A smile bloomed on his face. "I thought you would say that, but I had to make sure."