No, she's still lifting her hips up to me, begging me, “Please, Stephan, please!”
The sound of her pleas is like kryptonite to my ears, and I know it's not just from the transformation. She really wants me.
Still, I need the confirmation, “Do you want this?” I ask her roughly.
“Yes!” she tells me, but her eyes are closed as she continues to try to hump me..
“Look at me,” I demand.
Her eyelids snap open, and her blue irises assault me. “Tell me you want me,” I bark out.
“I want you, Stephan.”
“Only me,” I clarify.
“Only you,” she doesn’t hesitate to say.
My voice drops a note. “Tell me you're mine.”
“I'm yours,” she pants with a hint of desperation now. “Stephan!” she pleads my name again, and I can deny her no longer.
My lips descend upon her, kissing, licking, and laving every inch of her.
When I finally reach the sweet apex between her thighs, she's trembling. My own hands are trembling in anticipation too as I hurriedly shed myself of all my clothing.
Her eyes trail down me, drinking me in, traveling over the broad expanse of my chest, down my legs and to the large column of flesh jutting out from between my thighs.
I'm aware that I'm oversized and above average in all departments, but Elena doesn't show a virgin’s fear. Instead, her pupils dilate, and her breath hitches in her throat. She licks her lips and then drags her pretty blue eyes back up to meet mine before she promises once again—this time without me prompting her, “I'm yours. Now and forever. Mate me, Stephan.”
Hearing her tell me to mate her in that breathy little voice is my undoing.
I don't go slow. I can't go slow. Instead, I fall atop her, my cock instantly finding its home in her slickness. Her arousal moistens my tip as I prod her entrance.
As much as I want to hover there and savor this monumental moment, I can't. I grasp her by the neck and force her eyes to look into mine. “Don't close your eyes,” I order her. “I want to look at you when I make you mine.”
Her breath stutters out, but she gives a brief nod of understanding. I don't push into her up to the barrier of her innocence and stop. No, I rear back and thrust violently up into her.
She screams a high, keening sound that’s something half pleasure, half pain. Her nails dig into the back of my shoulders as she arches up into me, her body bowing beautifully under mine as it gives way to my throbbing, probing flesh.
Her little cunt is gripping me so tightly that I see stars, but what pierces my heart more than anything is the way she holds my gaze throughout it all. Even when her head falls back, elongating her beautiful, tempting neck, she doesn't break my gaze. She keeps her eyes open as I make her mine.
My chest swells with emotions I've never felt before. Possession, obsession, love. None of those words seem strong enough to identify what I'm feeling, so I'll identify it simply as Elena. It's Elena and nothing else. She’s motherfucking everything.
I pull out and slam myself back inside her, unable to be still. She moans and cants her hips up against me.
“Is this mine?” I ask her as I move my thumb down to flick it over her little pearly nub that's glistening with our combined juices.
“Yes!” she moans out.
“Are these mine?” I lift a hand up to cuff each of her breasts in turn.
“Yes!” she screams louder than before.
“Are you mine?”
I fist my hands in her hair as I watch the heat flare in her eyes before she screams loudly, “Yes!”
“Fuck!” I growl as I continue to hammer into her. “Fuck, shit, motherfucker!” I'm cursing and groaning and grunting like a beast in heat. I'm out of control. I'm soaring to another dimension I've never entered before. This is beyond life, beyond death. This iseverything.