I’m right there. The head of my cock has pushed just inside her tight little pussy, touching her barrier. Just being inside her this way is enough to make me come, but that’s not how this is going to end. I’m going to claim her.

This is our beginning.

“Jesus, Emma. It’s like coming home. Being inside you like this… It’s fucking everything.”

“Please. I need more.”

She’s moaning, her body trying to push into mine. She’s trying to force my cock deeper and if I wasn’t holding her so that she couldn’t, I’d already have her blood on my shaft.

Her virgin’s blood…

When I dreamed of the woman who would be mine, I never thought she would be innocent. I never thought she would be as beautiful and as perfect as Emma either. But the truth is, and I don’t care if it makes me a fucking prick, I’m elated that I’m going to be her only lover. If I could go back, I’d save myself for her. I can’t, but I know that since kissing Emma—hell, since just laying eyes on her—my past has been forgotten. Other women have ceased to exist. She’s the only woman I will ever want. I may be claiming her virginity, but she’s claiming me in ways she doesn’t even realize. But I do and I can’t wait.

I know what I have to do; the time for waiting is over. Not only does Emma need it, I need it—perhaps more than she does. I have to know that she’s mine. I know without a doubt that I could never be without Emma again.

She’s a part of me… the best part.

“Hold on tight, baby. I’ll be as gentle and as quick as I can. You can bite me if you need to, or sink those little claws of yours into me. It’s going to hurt, I can’t keep it from doing that, but just hold on and I promise I’ll give you pleasure too.”

I’m trying to reassure her. She’s putting her trust—her faith—in me and that’s no small thing. I can’t disappoint her. I’m grunting while slowly pushing inside. I go just the smallest of centimeters and then pull out and push in a little more. I don’t want to tear her, but the torture is killing both of us.

“Dex, do it,” she urges. “Make me yours,” she all but growls. Her fingernails dig into me and I’m done holding back. With one final thrust, I push my cock fully inside of her.

Once I’m there I don’t move. I groan as I feel the muscles of her pussy contract and vibrate against my cock. Emma’s scream as I claimed her is still echoing in my head. I look down at her, afraid to breathe, not wanting that simple movement to hurt her further. There’s only one thing I know. Now that I’m inside of her, I’ll never go a day without her. Fuck, I’ll be living inside of her tight pussy now.

“How are you feeling, baby?” I ask her, my hand shaking as I stroke her hair. In my head, I’m praying that I can hold on long enough that it won’t hurt her when I move.

“You’re a part of me now,” she whispers. “I can feel you inside of me.” Her voice is full of wonder.

God, she’s so fucking sweet… She’s sweet in how she feels, how she tastes, and just in being herself. I love this woman.

“Emma, baby. I’m going to need to move now. You tell me if it still hurts,” I tell her and I swear to God that if it’s still too much for her I will try and hold back, but it sure won’t be easy. I begin backing out of her, my cock raking against her inner walls. She’s squeezing my rod so tight that it’s a form of torture, but just as I’m almost all the way out, I stop and then thrust back inside. I’m kicking myself. I needed to be gentler. Emma deserves gentle, but I just can’t. To try and make it better, I move my thumb to her clit, teasing her while I begin working my cock in and out of her.

My eyes are drawn to where we are joined. I can see her sweet cum on my cock mixed with what’s left of her virginity. I can’t stop this surge of power I feel inside of me. It makes me growl, because now Emma is wholly and completely mine.

“Dex! Oh my God, Dex!” She screams out my name and nothing has ever been sweeter. My name on her lips, her virgin’s blood on my cock and me buried deep inside of her. It’s fucking heaven.

I pinch her clit, moving my hips faster, pushing us both toward our climaxes. I need my cum drenching her insides and my baby planted in her womb. My other hand is holding her hip, not letting her escape even if she tried. She’s not getting away from me.

She’s starting to come, her whole body shuddering, her sweet pussy quivering against my cock. She’s trying to keep her legs locked around me, but she’s almost to the point of no control.

“Let go, Emma. Come for me, baby. Come for me,” I groan, fucking her so hard I hurt. I can feel my own cum, my balls so full they’re sore. She gives me everything, all of her body and every sweet drop of her cum, and only then do I let myself go.

I let stream after stream of my cum unleash deep inside of her. I’m coming so hard that it feels like a powerful thrust. I’ve claimed her pussy, just like I’ve claimed her.

“You’re mine, Emma. Only mine!” I roar, while looking down at where our bodies are joined. I can see my cum on her sweet little pussy, but it’s not enough. Without thought I bury my face in her neck, breathing her in. I kiss her shoulder and then bite into it, leaving a mark there that shows she’s mine, like the animal that possessing her has turned me into.

Emma’s nails bite into my back, scoring me, bringing blood as she marks me too and I welcome it. I empty myself completely inside of her and I do it knowing that this is just the beginning.