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Emily squirmed beneath Deo’s touch, his fingers eliciting wonderful tingles that made her ache, then he did something he’d never done before. Pushed a finger inside her. Her eyes sprang open in shock and her hips surged up into his touch as the delightful sensations compounded her already heightened arousal.

“Deo!” she panted.

“Do you like that?”

“Yes!” She moved in a way she hoped conveyed exactly how much she liked it, and he must have gotten the message, because he then added a second finger, and that was even better. His thumb was also doing delicious things to that spot that sent her over the edge every time. The combination had her breathless and aching for that rush of pleasure she knew he could give her. When he added a third finger, there was a stretch and a pinch that made her gasp.

“Em? Does that hurt?” His worried tone and expression made her clutch at him.

“Only—a pinch,” she said. “I know it’s supposed to hurt the first time. It’s all right, don’t stop!”

“Are you sure?”

“Oh!” she moaned in frustration. “Yes! Yes! I want you, Deo, please! No more waiting. You promised!”

He nodded. “All right. Just a little more preparation and—” He let a breath out on a soft groan. “I want you too, so much, you have no idea!”

“I do!” she said, pushing up into his touch frantically. “I really do, Deo. Please.”

He pushed a fourth finger inside her and that did stretch and make her gasp with the slightly more than a pinch.

He winced and removed his fingers, kissing her softly. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, just do it!” said Emily, grabbing his shoulders. He was too big to shake, but she wanted to. The big lummox! I love him so much!

He shifted, settling his body between her legs, but taking his weight on his arms. She stared up at him and smiled. He locked his fierce blue gaze with hers and moved his hips, seeking the right place to join their bodies. She felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against her flesh. He pushed and her body resisted. He shifted and pushed again. She moved her hips up a bit, shifting the angle, and he pushed again, harder, and suddenly, with another pinch, he was inside her. She gasped and he groaned, his eyes closing involuntarily.

“Fuck, Em!”

She grinned. She was his now, and he was hers. She wrapped her arms around as much of him as she could reach and moved upward into his downward thrust. It took a few goes, but they found a rhythm and the pinch was rapidly forgotten in the bliss. His face was flushed and his expression grim as he moved his hips with increasing speed. “Em!” he ground out through clenched teeth, and shifting his weight to one arm, he reached between them to touch her and bring her pleasure to its peak.

He rubbed her lightly and fast. “Em, please! I—”

The pleasure built and built between his fingers and the indescribable feeling of him moving inside her. Full, tight, and elementally satisfying in a way she couldn’t comprehend, she moved more frantically beneath him, her breathing completely erratic and her heart pounding in her ears.

“Deo!” she cried out as the building knot of desire tightened unbearably and suddenly shattered, cascading through her body in waves of delight.

“Em, Emily, Em,” his muttering of her name was accompanied by frantic kisses rained on her face and neck as his body arched and trembled. He gasped and groaned and grunted. And she felt the jerk of his cock and the hot rush of his seed within her. For a long moment his body held still and then slowly collapsed on top of her in a panting heap.

*

Deo, his head buried in the pillow by her head, panted, his body still caught in waves of bliss, slowly falling apart with the lethargy of absolute satiation.

Finally, he turned his head and sought to check her expression. “Em? Are you all right?”

She turned her head and smiled at him lazily. “Yes, Deo, much more than all right.”’ He levered himself upon one arm and planted a kiss on her mouth.

Then taking his weight on both arms, stroked a curl off her face and said softly, “You are my wife now and no one can take you away from me.”

“Or you from me, Deo,” she said, framing his face with her hands and kissing. “I love you.”

“I love you,” he responded, with his whole heart.