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Aiden gives a low rumble of laughter. “Not
at all, darling. There will be a time in the future when I will need you to be
at your peak. But for tonight, I simply want to make you well.”

“I was on the way to beingwell,” I
point out. “I was really,
really
close.”

“I know.” His voice has dropped and his
eyes are half-lidded with lust. “I could feel your little pussy quivering,
could sense you getting ready to come.”

“Then why didn’t you let me?” I demand.

“During orgasm your inner muscles tighten
and contract. It’s your body’s effort to draw a male’s seed deep into your womb
if you’re making love,” he murmurs. “I didn’t want that tightening to happen
without something to counteract the pain.”

“How can you possibly counteract it?” I
ask, mystified. He seems much more knowledgeable about the female body than a
centuries-old vampire should be. Actually, he’s more knowledgeable and
interested than anyman should be. At least in my limited experience.

Aiden looks at me calmly. “I’m going to
come in you.”

“What?” I look at him, thoroughly confused
now. “But after last night and how angry you were, I didn’t think you were…were
ever going to…”

“I’m
not
going to fuck you.” Aiden
looks at me sternly. “I’m simply going to slide my cock into your pussy and
fill you with my cum.”

“But…that’s fucking,” I say, feeling my
cheeks get hot. “I mean, isn’t it?”

Aiden’s eyes glow silver in the dim
bedroom. “Not quite, my darling. Fucking is about motion—the slow grind of my
body against yours as I cover you, as I pin you down and take you.” He strokes
my cheek, his eyes lingering on my lips. “The helpless spread of your thighs as
you open for me,” he continues. “Your soft moans as I thrust deep inside you,
filling you completely, hitting bottom inside you, the head of my cock kissing
the mouth of your womb with each stroke.” He kisses my cheek softly, speaking
in my ear. “The rhythm of my hips as I pump into you and the answering rhythm
of yours as you rise to meet me, accepting me into your body, submitting to me completely.
That
is fucking.” He raises an eyebrow at me. “Do you understand?”

My breath falls out of me in a soft,
longing sigh. “Yes,” I whisper at last. “Yes Master.”

“Good,” he murmurs. “Then you’ll understand
that when this is over, I’ll still consider you a virgin. And I will
not
claim your virginity until the right time.”

“All right,” I whisper.

“Excellent.” He kisses my cheek. “Lie on
your side, darling and let me fill you with my cum.”

I do as he commands, lying back down on the
bed on my side, but I’m still confused.

“Master?” I ask softly as he gets into
position behind me, spooning my smaller body with his much larger one. “I still
don’t understand. How will, uh, coming in me, make me feel better?”

“My blood isn’t the only thing that carries
healing components.” Aiden’s breath is hot on the back of my neck. “When I
flood your pussy with my cum, it will ease the tightness caused by your cramps.”
His arm wraps around me and his hand slides down between my thighs. “I’m going
to be touching you while I’m inside you,” he murmurs. “When you come, I will
too. After that, your pain should be gone completely.”

I’m hardly noticing the cramps anymore but
I’m not about to protest. I need his hands on me too badly, need the sensation
of him filling me, even if he swears we won’t really be making love.

Aiden lifts my leg, baring my pussy for
him, and then I feel the blunt head of his cock sliding over my wet slit.
“Easy, darling,” he murmurs, caressing my slick inner pussy with his shaft. “I
promise I’ll go slowly.”

The long succession of ever-larger
phalluses he’s fitted me with during these last few weeks have made me more
than ready to receive him. Though I moan out loud as I feel the broad head of
his cock pressing gently but inevitably against the entrance to my pussy, it’s
a sound of anticipation, not pain.

Aiden seems to understand this, because he
doesn’t stop. With a slow, smooth motion, he slips the head inside me, stretching
my pussy open at last with his thick cock.

“Very good, darling,” he murmurs in my ear.
“Such a good girl to open your pussy and let my cock inside you.”

“Yes Master,” I whisper, pressing my hips
back to try to capture more of his thickness. “But could you…shouldn’t you get
a little deeper into me?”

“And why should I do that?” Aiden sounds
half aroused, half amused.

“Because,” I say, desperately trying to think
of a halfway plausible reason to get him deeper inside me. “You…you need to be
right up against me, against the end of my, uh, channel to do this right, don’t
you?”

“If you mean do I need to bathe the mouth
of your womb with my seed, then yes,” he murmurs. “I do. But I won’t touch
bottom inside you, Emma. Not this time. Not tonight.”

“I understand,” I whisper in a shaking
voice. Because that would be fucking—or close enough to it that he wouldn’t
consider me a virgin anymore. But Goddess, I want more of him, want him deeper
inside me, filling me up, making me his.

“Slowly then, my darling,” he murmurs in my
ear. “I’m going to touch you while I slide deeper into your pussy. Spread a
little wider and let me in.”

“Yes Master,” I whisper again. I widen my
stance, lifting my leg to give him better access to my pussy. Offering myself completely
for my Master’s penetration.

“Good girl,” he whispers again. I feel him
spread the lips of my pussy and then one gentle fingertip is slipping over my
swollen clit in a soft, slow, maddening rhythm. At the same time, his thick
shaft starts to move, sliding deeper into my cunt, filling me with more of his
thickness.

He’s bigger than any of the phalluses or
vibrators he’s used on me and I can feel a definite stretching sensation as he slowly
enters me. But I love it—love the feeling of being possessed by him, being
claimed and owned and filled by my Master.

“Master!” I moan softly as he slips himself
inside me. “Oh Master,
please
!”

“Please what, darling?” he murmurs
stopping. “Did I hurt you?”

“No.” I bite my lips in agitation. “I just…want
more of you. I need
more
.”

“Then I shall give you more.” The rhythm of
his finger on my clit speeds up and his thick cock continues its journey
inward. “You’re so beautiful, Emma. So tight around me,” he murmurs in my ear
as he continues to penetrate me. “I love the feel of you accepting me into your
body, opening for me completely.”

I’m moaning steadily now. I can’t help
myself. I press back against him, hungry for even more but Aiden stops me.

“No, darling,” he says softly. “Not so far.
I’m deep enough in you now, I think.”

I want to protest that I want him even
deeper. I can feel him inside me, stretching my inner pussy to the limit but I
want more. Want to feel the head of his cock planted firmly against the end of
my channel, kissing the mouth of my womb, taking me all the way, fucking me.

But it’s clear Aiden won’t allow that to
happen right now. He holds my hips in place with one hand while with the other
he continues to stroke and tease my clit. I feel as if I’m on fire from the
waist down.

“Do you like this, darling?” he murmurs,
his long finger sliding over my throbbing button. “Do you like the feel of my
cock inside you, stretching you, making you mine?”

“Yes Master,” I moan and clench my inner
muscles tight around him. “Yes, please…it feels…feels so good.”

“I can only imagine what fucking you is
going to be like,” he growls softly. “Your little cunt is so tight and hot. You
fit me like a glove.”

“Can’t you show me?” I plead with him. “You
don’t have to hit bottom inside me if you don’t want. But can’t you just…just
thrust a little bit?”

“Like this, you mean?” Slowly he draws out
of me until only the head of his big cock is still inside my pussy. Then, with
a deep, deliberate thrust he enters me again, filling me almost completely,
stopping just short of pressing his cock to the mouth of my womb.

I gasp with mingled pleasure and
frustration. So good, it feels so
good
. But everything inside me is
crying out that it could feel better. “Please,” I beg him. “More!”

“No,” he says sternly. “I won’t thrust in
you again, Emma. However…” Leaning down he kisses the back of my neck. “I
will
allow you to work your pussy on my cock. If you wish.”

If I wish? Hell yes, I wish. I need more of
him, want to feel him inside me, sliding in and out of my pussy even if I’m the
one doing the thrusting. Bracing myself against the mattress, I pull gently
away, feeling him move out of me once more. Then I press back, taking him in
again, filling myself with his shaft, taking my Master’s cock deep in my pussy.

“Gods.” Aiden’s deep voice is hoarse.
“That’s right, darling, do it. Fuck yourself on me. Fuck your hot little pussy
on my cock.”

His dirty words in my ears and the way he
continues to finger me as I move is driving me over the edge. I tilt my hips
back and I can almost feel him, the tip of his cock just barely brushing
against the end of my channel. It’s forbidden, I know—but oh so sweet just the
same. Am I still a virgin now? Maybe to Aiden’s way of thinking. But I feel completely
opened by him, completely taken and claimed and it’s the sweetest feeling of my
life.

“Emma,” he murmurs warningly in my ear. “I know
what you’re doing. I can feel you pressing against me.”

“Yes Master,” I whisper, tilting my hips
even farther back until the head of his cock nudges against the mouth of my
womb. I’m being a bad girl—a disobedient submissive. Maybe he’ll punish me with
his cock—like the girl in the movie we watched on his laptop.

Aiden’s hand on my hip is like steel.
“You’re topping from the bottom again, Emma. If you’re hoping for a punishment
fuck, it’s not going to happen. You’re too tender inside right now to be used roughly.”

I moan in frustration. “Master,
please
.
I know you want to keep me a virgin but I need you…need you so much.”

He sighs softly and I can feel him
relenting. “Very well, my darling. I had hoped to save your virginity for a
later date but I guess it is not to be. I won’t fuck you but I will make love
to you—very gently—if you like.”

“Yes, please,” I whisper. It’s more like I needit. Need to have him deeper inside me, taking me all the way.

“Be still,” Aiden commands, still holding
my hip. “I’m just going to stroke into you a few times before I come inside
you.”

“I just want you all the way in me,” I
whisper. “I just want…just
need
to feel you taking me.”

“I need that too.” His voice is a low,
intimate murmur in my ear as he begins the long, slow slide to the end of my
channel. “My little witch. How is it that you can get under my skin so easily?”

“I…I don’t know,” I gasp as he bottoms out
inside me, pressing deliberately—and very gently—against the end of my channel.
Goddess, it feels good to be completely filled by him at last. “I’m not…not
trying
to.”

“But that’s just it,” he says, thrusting
slowly and smoothly into me again. “So many long, empty years I felt nothing.
So many years I thought I’d never feel again. And then you came along and took
me over completely without even trying.”

I don’t know what to say to this, honestly
I’m beyond saying anything. The feel of him stroking into me, the deep, hot
murmur of his voice in my ear, the way he’s touching me even as he takes
me—it’s too much. All too much.

It must be too much for Aiden too. “Get
ready, Emma,” he tells me, his deep voice rough with growing passion. “I’m
going to get as deeply into you as I can and then I’m going to flood your
pussy. Going to fill you up with my cum.”

The hot words, coupled with the feel of his
fingers spreading and exploring my slippery cunt, is suddenly too much. I can feel
my pleasure growing, the orgasm building and exploding outward, like a star
going nova around a fixed point in space.

“Aiden!” I gasp at the same time he groans
my name. And then the pleasure takes me. As it does, I feel the warm, wet jets
of his cum, this time spurting deep inside me, bathing the mouth of my womb and
filling me up just as he promised.

I feel as if I’ll never stop coming. Long
after the pleasure should have ebbed, my pussy keeps clenching, pulling against
the thick cock inside me, as though milking Aiden for every last drop of his
seed. He stays where he is, rock solid inside me, filling me to the hilt as he
finishes his own orgasm.

When the tide of pleasure finally ebbs, I fully
expect him to pull out. But for some reason, he doesn’t. Instead, he pulls me
more firmly into his arms and kisses me gently on the back of my neck,
murmuring my name.

The cramps are utterly and completely gone
now and with them, all the tension I was feeling earlier. I feel bonelessly
relaxed and suddenly I’m tired, so sleepy I can barely keep my eyes open.
“Aiden,” I whisper, yawning. “Master…”

“Go to sleep, darling,” he says softly.
“Your body needs rest.”

“Like…like this?” I ask, indicating the way
he’s still filling me, as hard as though he’d never come at all.

“Exactly like this.” He nuzzles the back of
my neck. “I can’t bear to let you go right now. But…does it bother you?”

“No,” I admit. “I…I like it. But I thought…thought
you didn’t sleep with anyone.”

“I haven’t, not for years. Tonight I’m
making an exception.” He kisses the back of my neck. “Go to sleep, Emma. We can
talk more in the morning. We’re long overdue for it.”

His words bring a barrage of questions to
my lips but my eyelids are so heavy I can’t keep them open anymore. Lulled by
the comforting feeling of my Master’s thickness still lodged deep within me and
his strong arms around me, I finally drift off to sleep.