Guns and Royalties

Beau

Oh, God!

She was about to lose her virginity tonight. And she had chosen a real-life Adonis for the task.

He lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to his enormous bed. Her dark brown eyes were clouded with desire as she watched him.

Dominic was breathtakingly handsome. He exuded confidence—a dominant aura that only heightened her excitement.

He playfully tossed her onto his bed, and she had to stifle a surprised squeal.

His deep chuckle transformed his face, softening the hard lines.

His lips curved into a smile as he watched her with his sparkling dark eyes.

Suddenly, her courage deserted her. Should she tell him?

She couldn’t. If he knew, he might reject her and send her away.

She was aware that men like him had no patience for inexperience. She just had to pretend she knew what she was doing and tried to remember the explicit scenes from books.

Dominic looked at her with a hungry gaze and began to undress. He shrugged off his coat, his tie, and his dress shirt.

God! He was a sight to behold. All hard muscles, wide chest and shoulders, chiseled abs.

Should she follow his lead? She was about to rise when he shook his head.

“No. Let me.”

His voice was thick, husky. She clenched her thighs; his eyes narrowed at her reaction.

Quickly, he kicked off his shoes, followed by his pants, leaving him in black silk boxers that concealed his evident arousal.

Beau licked her lips, her eyes roaming over his chest, sprinkled with dark hair.

“You look beautiful, Dominic,” she whispered in awe, memorizing the sight before her.

“You are the one that is beautiful, baby,” he murmured, his dark eyes never leaving her.

When he finally removed his boxers, she gulped. Shit! It wouldn’t fit.

It was long and thick. The veins pulsed on the shaft that was as thick as her wrist, and the head was swollen, an angry red, with clear moisture at the tip.

“You have never seen a cock?” His brow arched; he seemed puzzled by her reaction.

“I...um...I have...” Her voice was so faint, she could barely hear herself.

Dominic gripped his cock before her; it swelled even more. He fixed her with a piercing stare.

“I don’t want to hear about your previous lovers. From now on, you belong to me. No one else.”

She trembled.

His tone was stern, but his touch was gentle; his warm hands on her ankles, removing her shoes, he massaged the ache in her heels, earning a moan of relief from her.

With the grace of a panther, he crawled on top of her, parting her legs to make room for himself.

Reaching for the hem of her dress, he slowly pulled it off, revealing every inch of her body.

She wasn’t wearing a bra; her dress had built-in cups.

She could feel his hot breath on her skin, causing goosebumps to rise.

She felt self-conscious in her lacy underwear, while he sucked in a sharp breath, gazing at her breasts with barely restrained hunger.

Her light brown nipples hardened in anticipation.

“Fuck! You are gorgeous, baby!”

Dominic’s hand trembled as he released her hair from its chignon, replacing it with his fingers, tilting her head towards him so he could claim her lips.

They both groaned. She responded with desire, learning from him. Her hands kneaded the tense muscles on his back, exploring his smooth skin.

Growing bolder, she reached for his firm ass to feel more of him. He ground heavily and firmly on her thinly covered slit.

“Dominic...” She arched her neck, pleading for more intimacy.

“Not yet, detka. Let me taste every inch of you before I fuck you.”

God! His native tongue made her want him even more.

As he promised, he began to lick her neck, nipping and sucking the skin, leaving red-purple marks.

His dark soft locks became her anchor as she offered herself to him. Her blunt nails scraped his scalp and he groaned.

Dominic shifted his attention to her heaving breasts, his hot tongue tracing the valley in between, licking, and kissing towards her left nipple, then without warning, he took the hardened tip into his mouth.

She arched her back, moaning deeply and he sucked hungrily, nibbling gently before soothing the sting away with his wet tongue.

He gave her other nipple the same attention while rolling the one with his thumb and forefinger.

His free hand moved to her pussy, stroking her wet slit through her panties. It was too much. She felt like she was about to explode.

“Fuck, Dominic.”

She was barely aware that she was grinding her wet pussy against his rough fingers, seeking relief.

He growled, moving down to her navel, making her squirm as he licked her belly button.

His teeth grazed her skin.

“What are you doing?” She looked down in panic.

“Let me taste your juices, baby,” he answered before returning to his fascination.

He parted her thighs wider, leaning down to bury his face in her cloth-covered pussy.

His tongue darted out, running from top to bottom, groaning at her taste.

“Yes, detka. Your juices taste so good.”

Dominic’s patience evaporated. With one swift movement, he tore her panties from her hips. Leaving her completely bare.

He tasted her creamy moisture directly from the source, humming in approval.

She cried out his name. Almost insane with need.

“Look at me while I feast on you. I want to see you come.”

The dirty words coming from him were an aphrodisiac.

With heavy-lidded eyes, she glanced down at him, panting, legs trembling. He was devouring her like a starving man; the throaty sounds he made sent vibrations through her.

As his dark eyes met hers, his rough fingers parted her folds, his tongue circling her clit, suckling gently then gradually adding pressure.

With her legs spread wide by his massive shoulders, there was nothing she could do but surrender to the incredible pleasure.

Her moan echoed in the room and she began to grind against his mouth.

Feeling him insert his middle finger while sucking on her clit made her writhe. She couldn’t take it anymore.

As she ground against his face, she experienced a sensation she’d never felt before. Not with her own fingers, not with anyone else. She came hard, screaming his name.

Her body tightened around his finger, her juices flowing freely. He lapped eagerly, sending her into a series of smaller climaxes.

Holy shit! She’d never known it could be like this. This was her first real orgasm.

“Dominic...I need you inside me. Please.”

She didn’t care if she sounded desperate. She wanted the full experience, something she could remember for a lifetime.

His curses echoed around the room, signaling he was about to give her what she craved.

He positioned her comfortably, her back against his soft pillows, so she could watch him take her.

Her brown eyes were wide with anticipation as she watched him, her breath coming in heavy pants.

He rocked his hips, his thick length sliding against her, coating him with her release.

“Watch me while I take you, detka!”

He was big.

Please be gentle. She felt the swollen head of him nudging her entrance.

It took a moment, but he finally slipped inside. She was grateful for her wetness, or it wouldn’t have been easy.

“Damn! You’re so tight, angel.”

His eyes closed in a mix of pleasure and pain, fighting for control. She took a deep breath, trying to relax, her hands clenched into fists on the satin sheets.

Dominic reached down to play with her clit, helping her muscles to relax a bit. He thrust forcefully, sinking more than half of his thick length inside her.

Hot tears streamed down her face, and she bit her lip to keep from crying out. It was painful. It felt like he was splitting her in two.

“Baby. Look at me.”

She hadn’t realized her eyes were closed. Blinking away her tears, she looked at him.

Jesus! What could she say? He was just so big, she couldn’t help but tighten around him.

He cursed when more of his length entered her untried depths.

She stiffened, not moving.

“Breathe, love. You could have told me. I would have prepared you more. I’m sorry, detka. I’ll be gentle.”

Dominic leaned down to kiss her gently, his elbows propped on either side of her head.

She gripped his biceps, letting him comfort her, and returned his kiss.

The pain inside her slowly faded, replaced by the sensation of him throbbing inside her. To distract her, he returned his mouth to her nipples, sucking her anew.

She squirmed, seeking more. He understood, and he began to thrust slowly, her legs instinctively wrapping around him.

She loved the friction, the swollen head of him hitting a spot inside her. Her body arched, eager for completion on his thick cock.

He placed her calves on his shoulders and began to fuck her deeply.

He rocked her world.

She felt full to the brim, stretched to her limits. A sensitive spot inside her tingled.

“Dominic...oh! Deeper!”

He groaned in excitement, grabbing her ass; he taught her how to meet his thrusts.

The head of him kept hitting her. He rubbed his thumb on her wet clit, driving her wild.

“Damn, yes! Come on my cock, detka! Now!”

She whined, and her sobs filled the room, mingling with the wet sounds of their lovemaking.

He lay almost flat on top of her, her small frame bent in half as he penetrated her even harder, deeper.

She cried out, her orgasm exploding from within. It spread from the tips of her hair to every inch of her skin.

Her whole body quivered, and her walls contracted rhythmically, milking him, seeking his release.

While he held her inner thighs further apart, he arched his back, roaring his pleasure, filling her with his hot seed.

It seemed that neither of them could stop coming. The pleasure coursing through their bodies was so intense.

The moans coming out of her as she kept on undulating her hips pleased him a lot.

Gasping for air, her legs slackened, and she released his hips. He lay panting on top of her, still trying to recover.

She felt tired and very, very satisfied.

Suddenly conscious of his weight, he murmured something in a foreign language and moved to the side, pulling her body on top of his.

They were still joined, and he was still throbbing hard inside of her.

She guessed they were just catching their breaths. They were far from over.

The night was young, and there was more to explore. She was game if he was.

He was pressing kisses on her hair, her temple, and her neck, humming at her scent.

She puffed hot air on his chest, still out of breath, her heart pounding hard.

It was the most exhilarating experience. More than she could ever imagine.

“Dominic?”

“Hmm...baby?”

“Do you think we can do it again?”

His deep chuckle vibrated against her, making her nose wrinkle. His chest hair tickled.

“Yes. I’m giving you time to recover. You were a virgin, my love.”

She propped herself up on his chest, giving him a beaming smile.

He blinked and blinked again. The smile he gave her almost made her heart stop.

With practiced ease, he guided her on top of him; his thick cock buried deeper inside her. They both cried out at the sensation.

She began to ride him. He gripped her ass, guiding her clumsy rhythm.

In this position, she could watch the pleasure she gave him.

With gritted teeth, his face hardened and jaw clenched, fighting for control, he let her ride him.

His head was thrown back on the pillows, eyes shut.

“Damn! I’m going to ride you and fill you with cum until you can't walk. Again and again.”

His wild accent, his harsh deep growls, his seductive words, his hands on her breasts, his fingers tweaking her nipples triggered another intense orgasm for her.

Wailing, she came for him.

Yes. Yes. Love me all night.