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This was her first time, and he was not going to ruin it.He kept his touch light, leading her into an orgasm that had her soaking wet.She was too sensitive to give her a second, so he helped her up the bed and moved between her spread thighs.Reaching between them, he didn’t look away, knowing this was going to hurt her, but it was what they had to do.

Lining the tip of his cock at her entrance, he looked at her, and then he slammed forward, thrusting past her virginity, feeling how tight she was, and he gritted his teeth as he filled her.Mateo didn’t stop until he was balls-deep inside her, with nowhere else to go, and he had seen the pain in her eyes.He heard the scream as he tore through her hymen and finally claimed her as his.

Ella was all his, and he held her in his arms, kissing her lips, her neck, her cheeks, her head, holding her.He didn’t move his dick.Mateo felt like he should get some kind of freaking reward for not coming right there and then, just holding himself perfectly still.

Her pussy was amazing.So tight, so wet, and all his.Never was he going to share her.Never would he let her go.Ella belonged to him, and he was going to make sure she never wanted to leave him.










Chapter Four

The following morning, Ella woke up in bed alone.The sun was shining through the curtains, and it looked like it was going to be a lovely day.It was cold, but that was what autumn would do for you.She loved autumn and winter.They were her two favorite months, but then she was a sweater lover.She also loved wearing dresses with tights.There was nothing better.

Today was so different than any other day.She lifted her hand and looked up at her wedding band.Married.Completely.

She was no longer a virgin.Mateo had taken care of that last night.At first, it had been so awful.Well, not the kissing and him licking her pussy, she had loved every second of that.The first ...thrust had been so painful, and although she had been expecting it, it had still taken her breath away.In that moment, she thought she had made one big, fat mistake.There was no way she was going to be able to be a wife or have kids.Only, that pain hadn’t stuck around.It had slowly disappeared.

His cock had gone from hurting to making her want him.She had wriggled on his cock, not wanted him to stop but to keep going.She loved every second of it.

He had made love to her, taking his time, and she relished every thrust as he filled her.It felt so good.Afterward, he held her in his arms, and they had fallen asleep.

Now, Mateo was gone, and Ella knew she couldn’t just lie in bed all day.There was a chance she might even be pregnant.The very thought of it was surreal.Climbing out of bed, she couldn’t help but put a hand to her stomach.Was it possible?No, she was not going to get her hopes up just yet.

Pulling back the covers, she saw the evidence of what they had done last night.There was blood on the sheets, combined with his semen.Her cheeks started to warm, and she grabbed the blankets and started to pull them off the bed.The blood had gone onto the mattress, and she felt absolutely mortified.She rushed to the bathroom to soak a towel and grab some soap.She climbed onto the bed and started to scrub the mattress.

“Hey, easy, it’s okay,” Mateo said, coming in.He grabbed her arms and pulled her off the bed.

“I, uh, I didn’t mean ...I’m so sorry.”

He cupped her face and forced her to look at him.“It’s fine.”He kissed her.“I’ve got people that can get blood out.I’ll make the arrangements to have it dealt with.”

“You do?”

“Ella, you know who I am and what I am capable of.Trust me, I have people to take care of a lot of shit,” he said.He kissed her again.

She didn’t get a chance to question him again as he bent forward and she let out a cry as he lifted her over his shoulder and carried her straight back to the bathroom.Ella tried to convince him to put her down, but he didn’t until she was in the shower.She watched as he stripped down completely naked and stepped inside.He made sure she was out of the way before he turned on the spray of the shower, taking the brunt of the cold.

“You didn’t have to do that,” she said.