"Letting you join the shot game was an error in judgment on my part," Logan announced, watching me giggle and twirl in our suite that he'd booked near the party.
I stopped twirling to give him a wide grin as I wiggled my finger. "No, no, no, Prince Logan. You're just upset I won and destroyed all of you in that toilet game."
"Flush, Jewel."
"The toilet game that you all suck at." I pointed out before giggling.
He sighed but smiled. "You want to go to sleep before you fall over?"
"Fall asleep? Honey sweet royalty, we are not sleeping tonight," I purred, walking over to him and sliding my arms around his neck.
He watched me carefully, looking amused as his hands slid to rest on my hips. "We aren't?"
I grinned, leaning into him before capturing his lips. My body felt like it was on fire, and I knew it wasn't just from the alcohol working its magic on me.
Logan didn't know what his kisses did to me, the feeling of the warmth from his body and how much I loved the way he pressed his groin against me and the pleasure that shot through me at his arousal, obvious from the bulge in his pants.
The hot searing kisses were making my head spin and my heart beat fast inside my chest. Logan wrapped his arms around my waist, ensuring I'd stay upright as we continued our heated kiss.
I slowly licked my lower lip which made Logan's gold eyes darken before he leaned in and tugged at it with his teeth. I moaned, giving Logan the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. There we went again, kissing, sucking, and our tongues dancing, but my body yearned for more, far more than French kisses.
I broke the kiss impatiently, my hands already beginning to unbutton his shirt, one button at a time, my eyes never leaving his intense gaze.
Once my fingers failed to locate any more buttons, I slid my hands upward to slowly brush against his abs, moving up to his pecs. He groaned quietly, unable to keep his eyes open.
I slid the shirt off his shoulders and it fell from his arms into a heap on the floor, leaving my Logan open for what I wanted to do.
My body tingled, and even the slight space between our bodies was too much. I hungrily took in every line and detail of his bare chest, needing to be pressed against him. I could no longer resist the urge, moving into his embrace. He pulled me close and I began to kiss his neck slowly.
Logan's moan was loud and I slid my left leg between his and my hips involuntarily moved against him while I continued to kiss him, leaving little marks along his skin like I was claiming him.
He groaned when my leg brushed against his manhood, and I knew my teasing would make him hard and sensitive. His breaths were uneven and I felt amazing, trying to listen to what my body wanted instead of thinking of the reality that this would be my first time going to second base with Logan.
If I spent too long thinking about it, I felt I'd screw up and I didn't want this becoming one of the first sexual experience horror stories. I was pulled from my thoughts as Logan's hand went under my chin, tilting my head up before his lips crashed into mine.
I felt his eagerness as he kissed me harshly, his hands already tugging at my clothes, starting with pulling off my jean jacket then lowering to unbutton my jean shorts. With a slight push, they fell past my hips and dropped to the maroon carpet floor. I waited for him to unzip my body suit which slid down my body and was removed with his assistance.
I was about to kick my clothes out of the way but then Logan grinned, his eyes wild and breathing ragged as he hooked his hands under my ass and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms went around his neck while we kissed with desperate need.
He moved us slowly towards the king-sized bed, lowering me to the soft purple sheets. He hovered over me, eyes scanning my body clothed only in a black lingerie set, my strapless bra surprisingly holding my breasts in place. I bit my lip when he lowered his gaze to my pussy and I shyly pressed my thighs together, thankful for the black material that hid how wet I was. For now.
"You don't realize how beautiful you are." He rose and unbuttoned his black jeans. "Take your bra off for me, my precious."
I did exactly as he asked, glad to get rid of the wired piece of fabric anyways. My eyes watched him attentively as he lowered his jeans and boxers, revealing his hard length. I stared at his cock; my pussy ached in return and the thought of his cock sliding into me for the first time both excited me and scared me.
I hadn’t thought about us going to third base, and was now only minutes away from experiencing my first time with Logan who I deeply always wanted him to be the one to take my virginity.
Maybe some people would make fun of me for waiting this long and not just making the first move, but as he stood there naked, it was exactly what I wanted. To experience this moment of not just heated passion, but the slow anticipation of being one with one another and enjoying how sacred this experience would be.
I didn't know if it would be as big of a deal to Logan, unsure if he'd ever had sex with anyone, but I hoped I'd be able to meet his expectations.
He climbed onto the bed, hovering over me once more while his hand brushed my cheek.
"Are you scared?" he whispered. I stared into his eyes, knowing my troubles and deep thoughts must be making an appearance in my expression.
"Is it weird that a part of me is confident in myself, excited that I get to share this moment with you, but the other half of me is frightened to the core? What if I make a mistake? Or I'm not good enough...or-"
His lips pressed softly onto mine and my tense shoulders relaxed as his thumb slowly rubbed my cheek. When he released me, he whispered, "It's my first time too."
My eyes widened and I took in his wide smile as his eyes twinkled with joy.
"But...really?" I was astonished by his words. Logan was known by everyone and while we were close and many thought we were boyfriend and girlfriend long before we started dating, but he didn't need to commit to me. He could have had a one-night-fling with any of the girls who literally threw themselves at him, begging to spend a night with Logan Cross.
Yet here I was with the man in question, enjoying his nakedness and sweet kisses, to find out he had waited.
For all these years, he waited for me. Just as I had for him and the thought brought so much joy that I never expected to experience.
"I met you when you could barely crawl, Jewel. I watched you grow, enjoying your hyper personality and your selflessness. I watched you experience happy times and heartbreaking loss. As you got older, I realized you were my first crush. You were the first girl to cheer me on as I learned how to conduct magic and the first to see me cry when I failed. You supported me in everything. For every major achievement of mine, you were right there." He leaned in and kissed me before he pulling away. He lifted his hand to slowly trace my lower lip with his thumb.
"I shared my first kiss with you and now I want to be your first. I know it's scary and to be honest, I'm scared too, but that's why we love each other right? Doesn't matter if we screw up. Let's laugh it off and enjoy every single moment, just as we always have."
I grinned, blinking back tears as I reached up and wrapped my arms around him. His right arm came around me, holding me tight as his hand held him up.
I could hear how fast his heart was beating, which made me happy because my heart was also pounding rapidly in my chest which made me realize we were both nervous about this moment.
He kissed my flesh and whispered, "I love you, Jewel Starfire. I have for a long time, and though this may hurt for a moment and you can beat the shit out of me for it tomorrow morning, but I'll make sure to make this memorable in a good way."
I smiled. "What if I can't walk?"
"I'll carry you."
"What if our parents question why I can't walk?"
"I'll say you fell down the stairs cause you were half asleep."
I laughed. "None of them would believe that."
"True, but it would be the best excuse so I could take you back upstairs to your room and make love to you once again,” he whispered.
I lowered back to the bed with a wide grin on my face, lifting my hand to brush against his cheek.
"Then fuck me, Logan Cross and make sure you keep your promise to carry me after," I purred.
"You have my word, Jewel and I'll carry you like the queen you are,” he replied, his hands sliding down my curves, landing on the straps of my underwear.
"Queen, huh?" I teased.
He grinned, his hooded gaze made me throb with growing pleasure. "The Queen of my heart." He pulled my panties down to my ankles and took them off and dropped them to the floor.
I expected him to come back to give me a kiss but he did the opposite, lowering his lips to my ankles. He began moving upward, each kiss sending tingles and shivers through me as I grew hotter, moaning quietly.
He reached my upper thighs and his darkened eyes met mine, filled with a level of need I'd never seen before. He slowly spread my legs, kissing both of my inner thighs before his eyes lingered on my wet pussy.
As shy as I was, I adored the way he looked at my entrance, like it held such gravity and pulled him in, forcing him to lose all reason as he leaned in and lightly licked my folds. I shivered and a soft moan escaped my lips and I lifted my hips, hoping he'd continue.
He did and oh boy, I didn't know a man could devour my pussy like that, putting all the porn I'd watched to shame as I moaned and gripped the sheets with my clenched fists. His tongue slid in and out and when he pulled out to tease my bud I had to bit my lip, trying to hold off my orgasm.
I didn't think I'd come simply from the movement of his mouth, yet he sensed how close I was, and didn't let up as his mouth latched onto my throbbing pussy. He slid his tongue as deep as it could go, making me cry out in ecstasy as I climaxed.
To my surprise, he licked up every bit of my release. My whimpering grew louder and my body trembled. When he finally pulled back, I was left breathless yet I was thrilled to think of what was to come. If I experienced such pleasure with just his mouth, imagine what his cock could do.
My eyes lowered to his cock that was erect and I debated if it would even fit inside me. Logan crawled forward and when his body hovered over mine with his tip at my entrance, I tensed up.
His right hand brushed my left cheek, pulling me from my moment of anxiety as his eyes met mine. "I'll be gentle and slow until you tell me to go faster. If it hurts too much, just tell me to pull out and we can take a minute."
His hushed tone calmed my nerves and I slowly nodded, my eyes closing as I leaned forward to kiss him. His gentleness even in this heated situation was really helping, and I decided I had to let him take control, trusting he wouldn't hurt me intentionally. It would get easier; he just needed to be the first to help me through so I could enjoy the pleasures of sex.
I relaxed into the sheets and Logan reached out to grab a pillow to support my head. I smirked at his thoughtfulness. He smiled back before his cock teased my pussy that already ached for him.
"Tell me to stop if you want me to,” he reminded and I nodded, holding my breath and biting my lip.
He slowly inched in and I remained relaxed, even though it felt tight. He reached made it about a third of the way in before he felt resistance and paused, his eyes meeting mine, begging for my permission to either continue or pull back. I nodded in encouragement and he pushed forward.
I whimpered at the pain that thrummed through me, his cock breaking the thin protective layer, taking the last of my purity away. Logan slid himself the rest of the way before he paused to give me a moment. He lowered his lips to kiss me and stroke my hair as I took deep breaths.
"You okay?"
"Yes," I replied and he nodded, leaving kisses along my neck before he whispered. "I'm going to move."
I nodded into his shoulder. "Okay."
He began to thrust in and out, each movement painful at first, but slowly, with each in-and-out, a trickle of pleasure began to build. "So tight, Jewel,” he moaned and I knew he was struggling to maintain the slow pace.
"Logan...faster." I wasn’t sure I could take much more of his agonizing slow movements. The faster he moved, the less pain I felt and now that my pleasure was beginning to build, I wanted it to grow more, to get stronger and stronger until it overpowered and drowned out the pain, leaving me in a state of bliss.
His eyes met mine and he nodded, slowly increasing his pace while he began to suck and lick on my right breast.
"Hmm, so good." His words were a moan and his hands held my hips secure as he thrusts grew faster. Our exhales were fast and uneven while our moans grew louder. I knew I was close, but this wave of pleasure was at least twice as powerful as what a vibrator or my fingers could do. I trembled as my body began to tense.
"Logan. So close. More, please more. Fuck me harder!" I cried out, needing to reach that level of ecstasy and revel in every moment of it.
"Yes, Jewel! I want you to cum with me baby, so damn close," Logan growled and it took five more deep thrusts to make me scream. My hot, slick pussy clenched around his length and I cried out his name; my back arched as I came hard.
"Fuck. Jewel!" Logan screamed and his cum shot into my pussy, somewhat soothing the ache as shocks of pleasure continued to course through me.
My body felt weak and my head was spinning as I relaxed into the sheets and Logan fell on top of me, having to use his hands to help him support his weight so he didn’t crush me as we both panted heavily.
Neither of us moved, trying to catch our breath as we waited to come back down from our high. That was fucking amazing.
"We need to shower, Precious," Logan whispered, kissing my cheek.
"The last time I checked, your cock was still deep inside me and I don't even want to think about how hard moving is going to be."
He chuckled, the sound deep and heartwarming. "Good point. Hold on." He slowly slid out and I flinched at the pain when I tried to move my legs.
"Please tell me this gets better and isn't so...uh...you know," I mumbled, blushing.
"No, it won't look like a horror movie on the bed when we have sex and it will be a lot less painful in the future. Now, do you want me to carry you, my precious Jewel?" He grinned.
"Since you suggested it and I can't really move anyway, yes please," I replied and he shook his head in amusement, lifting me off the bed.
"Do we have to call the maid service or something? What if she thinks we killed someone?"
Logan laughed. "I think the sex was so good you forgot we can use magic."
I blushed, slapping his chest.
"Ow!" He gave me a pout.
"You should have reminded me!'
"I didn't think you'd forget you can use magic. Don't get so flustered," he teased.
"Can't I use magic to take the pain away?" I whined and he grinned.
"I know of a way, but first, shower. Then a nice soak in the Jacuzzi with bubbles, wine, and candles,” he whispered.
"That sounds nice," I hummed.
He grinned then froze, looking like he just remembered something.
"Hm. I kinda just realized we didn't use a condom,” he said more to himself than me.
"If I got pregnant, what would you do?"
"I'd happily father our child and force Nixon to change his or her diapers." He grinned proudly.
I laughed. "He'd kill you if you said that and I think the father of the child should take on the responsibilities of diaper changing."
We shared a look and he kissed me. I grinned against his lips, pulling back to whisper. "Don't worry, I take birth control. We should be fine, but thank you for answering truthfully. It means a lot."
I tightened my arms around his neck, resting my head into the crook of his neck to give him a tight hug.
"No, Jewel. Thank you for being the amazing woman you are. No matter what the future holds for us and the others, I'll always take care of you. Always,” he reassured me.
We stayed quiet for the moment as he rocked me slowly and I kissed his neck softly. Logan had given me the best first experience and I knew no matter what the future would hold, he'd always be by my side, whether I was a guy or girl.
"Hmm." The sound caught my attention.
"What?" I asked.
"This may sound totally silly but I was thinking if mine and Braxton's sperm raced, who would win?" Logan asked.
I laughed. "Is this gonna involve measuring lengths, because I think you guys had that argument already?"
"No. Length doesn't matter in this war. He may get a head start with the few extra inches but I think I have a fair shot,” he stressed and I laughed even harder.
"Is this what men think about after sex?"
"Uh. I don't know. It was just a thought. Like what about if we all did a race?" Logan proposed and I couldn't hold in my burst of laughter.
"So all five of you are going to bang me, one after another and see whose sperm makes the journey to impregnate me. I can't breathe," I hollered with tears in my eyes.
"You know, it sounded smarter in my head but now it just sounds weird," Logan confessed, joining me in my laughing fit.
"Let's just go shower and have a romantic bubble bath while you figure who would win this apparent war,"
"I'd be victorious in the end...but Brax, Nixon, and Maximus are fair competitors," Logan pointed out as he nodded his head in thought, giving it serious consideration.
"Prince Logan, I believe you forgot about Kage. I think he's the real threat," I teased as Logan headed to the washroom.
"Damn, you're right. He has a big cock too even though he looks so innocent. I need to think of a way to cheat." He spoke with such seriousness I burst out laughing again.
"Stop. This hurts more than you know," I begged, clutching my sides.
"I'll figure this out. There has to be a formula for this," Logan determined.
I shook my head. "Good luck."
He smiled. "I love you."
"I love you more," I replied and we kissed one more time before he walked into the washroom, with me in his arms and closed the door behind him.