“Did I hurt you?”
If I had, I’d fucking cut my dick off. Touching her felt so good, I lost my head. I got so drunk off her scent that I let my hunger for her overwhelm all my senses.
“Y/n, did I hurt you?” I repeated, the unfamiliar worry and regret inching its way into my heart.
She shook her head, but something was worrying her. She bit her lower lip, her eyes looking anywhere but me. Fuck.
I reached for my boxers, but her next word froze me. “Umm, I’ve never done this before.”
My hand still on the boxers, I was certain I misunderstood. I straightened up, everything forgotten but the woman sitting next to me. She looked like a goddess from a renaissance painting. Her long, silvery blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, her light blue eyes locked on me as she continued nibbling on her lower lip.
“I didn’t hear that right,” I grunted, my dick still hard. I couldn't possibly have understood her right. Y/n was gorgeous. There wasn’t a single man that could resist a woman like that.
“Umm-” She pushed her hands through her hair, then met my gaze. Her cheeks were still flushed from the orgasm she just experienced.
“Don’t laugh,” she warned, her eyes flashing with annoyance. “If you do, I swear, Jungkook, I’ll kill you.”
“I won’t laugh,” I promised. There’d be no way I understood her right. Diablo didn’t get that lucky.
I watched the delicate lines of her neck bob as she swallowed, then her shoulders straightened as if she needed courage to say the next words.
“I never went all the way before,” she sighed. “Sam and I were more platonic than anything. We tried, but I…” She cleared her throat, then took a deep breath and exhaled. “I freaked out or something.”
¡Santa Madre De Dios!
My blood rushed to my head. Fucking both of them. My dick twitched eager to feel her pussy around me. Those words were like a siren’s song to my dick.
“You’re a virgin?” I repeated, just to make sure I understood her right.
“Yes.”
My hands wrapped around her tiny waist and I gently pushed her back against the mattress. Her skin appeared paler against me, her hair even whiter against my skin. Her lightness to my darkness. An angel and a devil.
I didn’t give a fuck. I would kill anyone that touched her or tried to take her away from me.
“Mi amor,” I murmured softly. She blushed; which told me she understood my words in Colombian.
My finger lightly traced the outline of her soft lips, parting them. Her tongue brushed against it, and my cock was ready for her pussy. It has been ready for her from the moment I spotted her. Her fingers curled around my biceps, her wedding ring a smaller version of mine. Black onyx. I thought she’d opt for diamonds but not this woman. When I asked her what kind of ring and stone she wanted. Her answer was, “The one that matches yours.”
Our union started in an unconventional way but I’d keep her safe. I’d make her happy. I’d fucking love her until my last breath and even in my death, I was sure my black soul would search for her.
“I’ll go slow,” I murmured my promise, slowly trailing my finger over her soft skin, from her neck, over her breast, ribs, flat stomach to her core. “If it hurts or you’re not comfortable at any point, you just say the word.”
Her gaze lowered between our bodies. “Won’t it be hard to stop?”
“For you, no.” Fuck, it would be, but I’d rather suffer a thousand deaths than see fear in her eyes or hurt her. “I’ll stop whenever you need me to.”
“Okay,” she breathed.
My finger circled her clit and her eyelids fluttered shut, her body responding in shivers as I slowly slid my finger inside her. She was soaking wet. Her sweet moan filled the room, the sound was one of the most beautiful melodies I’d ever heard.
“Open your eyes, Reina,” I demanded. Her eyes flashed to meet my gaze. “I want you to look at your diablo as I make you come.”
Our gazes locked, a blazing desire in her crystal pools that matched my own burning in my soul. I’d wanted to steal her soul, her heart. But the angel tricked me. She stole mine instead. She became my heaven. My salvation. My everything.
“Please, Jungkook,” she pleaded and I instantly tensed. “I ache for you,” she added, arching her body into my touch and watching me through her lust-filled eyes.
She was fucking perfect.
I pushed my finger into her, her legs parting for me. I watched her teeth bite at her lower lip. I was dying to taste her again. I worked my finger in and out of her and watched her facial expression turn euphoric as her moans became louder and my name on her lips like a whispered prayer.
God! I could blow my load just watching her like this.
Ruining my virgin wife who was slick with desire and tempting her with my darkness and sinful pleasures.
Her scent, her moans ignited this obsession that blazed through my veins, this need to possess her. I pulled my finger out of her wet pussy and a protesting whimper left her lips.
“Don’t stop,” she pleaded.
“I’m not stopping, Reina,” I promised. “I’m doing what I should have done the moment we stepped into our bedroom. Make love to you.”
Her mouth parted and her eyes shimmered like the lightest sapphires, yearning and burning desire mixing in them.
“You made me cum,” she murmured, jerking her hips into my touch. “So you did something right,” she stammered.
I took her nipple into my mouth, my teeth grazing the sensitive bud.
“Oh my God,” she moaned, her fingers pulled through my hair, her nails scraping at my scalp. I bit her nipple and her body arched off the bed, pushing herself against me. “More. Harder.”
I grinned against her soft skin, her breast straining for my touch. My eager angel.
I turned my attention to her other nipple and bit harder, all the while my fingers slid in and out of her. “Ohhh.
Jungkook, I’m going to–” Another moan.
Fuck, with all those noises she was making, I wouldn’t last long. The look of ecstasy on her face was a sight to behold. I’d worship her for the rest of my days, just to see that look on her face.
Her inner walls clenched around my fingers and I continued thrusting them in and out, then curling them up to hit the sweet spot inside her.
Her eyes turned a darker shade. Her body started to shudder. My fingers were drenched from her juices. She was ready for me. I slid down her body, kissing her stomach. Lower. Until I reached her pussy and the scent of her arousal was the best fragrance ever.
My tongue slid up her slit. Her slick sweetness was all around me. Tasting my wife was the best dessert ever. And as a delicacy, I devoured her. I nipped at her clit, eating her out as she ground her pussy against my face. I slid my tongue inside her and a keening sound rasped from Y/n’s lips. I lapped at her juices, greedy and all the while I kept my eyes on her. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair was like a halo around her.
A devil devouring his angel.
I nipped at her clit again and her body tensed, her fingernails gripped my hair and I felt her body shuddering underneath me.
“Jungkook,” she whimpered. “Oh my God, I’m–”
I didn’t ease up. I kept lapping at her pussy, determined to taste every single drop of her.
She was exquisite. The way she clenched around my finger. The way she moaned my name.
Raising to my haunches, I hovered over her body. “You, Reina, are heaven on my tongue.”
I pressed my mouth to hers, letting her taste herself on my lips. “Are you ready?”
Her hands wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer.
Our gazes drowned in each other.
“Yes,” she rasped, her soft lips brushing against mine.
I placed my dick at her entrance, dipping just the tip of it inside and I felt her pussy clench, greedy for it.
“You want it?” I grunted.
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Please, give it to me.”
I slid deeper inside her, keeping my eyes on her face.
For any trace of panic or signs she needed me to stop while fighting the instinct to thrust deep inside her and fill her to the hilt.
Her legs came around me, locked behind my back. Her back arched, her hot pussy taking me cock even deeper.
“Fuck, Reina.” My control hung by a thread. “You feel so good.” My eyes sought out hers. “Am I hurting you?”
She shook her head. “No,” she breathed. Her grip tightened around me. “I need you inside me.”
“Reina, I don’t want to lose my control.”
Her mouth skimmed down my neck, her nose brushing against my skin. And then she inhaled deeply, like she needed me in her lungs. Just as I needed her in my blood.
“I’ve never made it this far,” she whispered against my neck. “I think I’m good. Don’t hold back.”
I shifted away, just enough to see her face. I needed to see her face, to ensure she meant it. Our eyes met and I saw reassurance in hers. Lust. And the need in them reflected my own.
I thrust all the way in, filling her to the hilt and stilled. Her pussy clenched around me and a shudder rolled down my back.
“Fuck, you’re so big,” she moaned.
“My reina knows exactly how to flatter the devil.” I had to fight the urge to start rutting her like a beast. But she had to get used to me first.
Her lips curved into a smile, her hair sprawled around her like a fan. Like my own personal angel.
“Don’t hold back, Jungkook,” she murmured. “I’m ready.”
She arched her back up off of the bed, her channel strangling my cock. My muscles shook with the need to pound into her. Sweat gathered at my brow. She felt so fucking good.
“Give me everything,” she spoke softly in my ear.
And my control snapped. The primal need clawed its way up and like the devil, I let loose. I pulled away, then rammed hard into her. Her loud moan was the best music. My big body pinned her against the mattress, pounding into her and she took it all.
My body on top of hers, supporting myself with my forearms, my hips kept thrusting into her over and over again, while I kept my gaze on her face. Her warm pussy clenched around my cock, welcoming it home.
My ears buzzed and I lost myself to her heaven. “Mine.” Thrust.
“Always mine.” Thrust. “Forever.” Thrust.
She screamed my name. I couldn’t tell whether my words came out in English or Spanish. All I did was feel her. That beautiful lust-filled gaze. Her pussy clenching around my cock. Her soft body yielding to mine.
Our moans and grunts mixed together.
She felt so good. I fucking loved her. I had waited for her for a long time. I’d never let her go. I rutted into her mindlessly, deeper and harder.
“Oh my God. Jungkook, Jungkook.” My name spilled from her mouth like a prayer. “Please, Jungkook,” she panted. “More.”
I thrust harder, worrying in the back of my mind if I should be gentler. Sweeter. But I was so far gone and she hadn’t stopped me yet. I took her mouth and continued thrusting, rutting her deeper. Our tongues tangled, the rhythm of it matching my thrusts. We kissed hard and rough, our teeth and tongues clashing together.
She cried out. I felt her body tighten underneath me, but I couldn’t stop fucking her hard. She cried out against my mouth and I swallowed her sound. The sight of my reina orgasming would be my sole goal for the rest of my life. My addiction.
Her pussy clenched around my cock in a chokehold. Her body shook against me and I fucking loved it and kept riding her until my own climax shot up my spine.
I came harder than ever before, my cock pulsing inside her and my every muscle tightening.
“Mi reina,” I grunted as I spilled inside her, my face buried in the crook of her neck.
It wasn’t until the smell of primrose and sun on her skin seeped into my lungs that I realized I had fucked my virgin wife like a beast.
I lifted on my elbow. “Fuck, I’m so sorry, Reina.”
The softest smile I had ever seen on a woman lingered on her lips and her expression was that of pure bliss.
“That was–” she murmured, her eyelids heavy. “Amazing,” she murmured.
Then a soft snore sounded in the room and a smile stayed on her face.
We never made it back to see our guests.
Time skip
I watched Y/n sleeping, tucked in my bed, facing me, and I finally found my peace. She had filled my thoughts since that night we danced in La Reina eight years ago. I wanted her then, and now I finally had her.
She balanced me. The passion that brewed between us burned hotter than anything I had ever experienced before. The two of us lost in the throes of passion left us alone in this world where only we existed.