The Duke's Passion

Chapter 58 - Ill Still Love You Tomorrow And Days After That. ***

Chapter 58 - I'll Still Love You Tomorrow And Days After That. ***

[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DETAILED MATURED CONTENT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION]

"But we're just starting, love."

Just starting? I blinked my eyes in surprised. After everything, all emotions ignited into one… we were just starting?

Sam chuckled as he leaned down, his other hand on my side, while his other holding me firmly. "Silly. You're not the only one who's in need."

He poked the tip of his nose against mine, grinning before tilting his head for a kiss. I clasped on his shoulder, shutting my eyes close.

I felt exhausted despite not moving. But oddly enough, I felt this strange enthusiasm to welcome him. He had kissed me patiently, as if waiting for me to recover some strength.

After some time, our kissed deepened once again and I'm reacting with the same enthusiasm as the first. His arms around my waist tightened.

Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around him. Inhaling his breaths, biting and licking his lips.

He cupped my breast, fondling them gently, stimulating me. I moaned inside his mouth, spreading my legs when he placed his knee in between.

When his our lips took a break to breathe, Sam whispered on my lips.

"They said it hurt for a first time."

I was uncertain of what he was talking about. But part of me had this vague idea of what was bound to happen.

Still, whatever it was, I'm certain Sam wouldn't let me be in an unbearable pain.

I smiled, feeling something poking me in my abdomen. "Will I be in pain throughout?"

"No, but tell me when—"

"I will." I pushed the rest of his words back with a kiss.

I'm ready for this. Although unplanned, I would give everything I had to him.

Can you hear me, Sam? You're mine and I'm yours.

I felt him smile against my lips. A bubble of glee sparkled in my heart as I felt comfortable in his arms.

The hard baton-like poking on my abdomen slowly glided down upon moving his hip. I held my breath as I held clung onto him tightly.

My arms over his shoulder, my hand on his back. Slowly, that hard rod positioned on my entrance, taking my breath away.

I felt all tingly upon its contact. How could it be painful if just a touch of it made my lady part overflow with need?

Our initial deep kiss grew short until it turned into brief kisses. Slowly, he attempted to slide inside, but it hurt in a strange sensual way.

Unconsciously, my nails dug into his skin, scratching his back.

It was way different when his finger slid inside me. It was rather easy, but this enormous mass… it wouldn't fit in. But part of me wanted it whole; for it to dive inside, deeper. My lady below craved for it — I, too, as well.

Sam stopped kissing my forehead to ease the pain. "Tell me when it's unbearable."

I nodded, and he attempted once again. I felt myself stretch ever so slowly, still painful albeit bearable and pleasurable.

He was patient, and his kisses soothed me magically. As he attempted to go in and out, both of us broke out in sweats.

I'm burning, panting, and desperate.

But we didn't care or even paid it attention. All our focus and concentration are on our lower body.

I stretched for him until he was deep inside. A hiss of satisfaction escaped his lips, caressing my ears, which brought this accomplished emotion into my heart.

Still, a slight pain remained as he moved, slow and steady. But when the pain subsided, I got to relish on the sensational ecstasy running through my veins.

Taking notice, Sam gained his momentum, holding my hips down while the other held onto the bed's headboard.

But as soon as he did, I heard a sudden crack as he broke a piece of the wood. I ignored it.

"Sam…" I moaned as he rocked against me, rattling me delightfully.

But little did I know, that single moan held such effect on him?

Sam growled, thrusting deeper, pounding into me with no restraint. I shook along with the bed's creaks with every thrust deep inside me.

Oh, Sam… I forgot I've even felt pain in the beginning as this was nothing but pleasure.

More…

And he did. His hips moved faster, startling me to the pleasure it brought.

I felt coming close to my peak, wrapping my arms around him tighter. Sam crashed his lips against mine, as if telling me the same.

I lost it when he reached his hand down and felt my nub once again, coaxing it to its climax. I screamed at the pleasure, wrapping my legs around his waist tightly, tugging his hair back.

Sam pressed me hard against the bed, groaning in his own pleasure, massaging my bean furiously. All at once, we reached the finish line, moaning and panting in synchronization.

I felt him jerk inside me while I pulsated around him. That was… unbelievably good.

Slowly, Sam collapsed to my side. Lying on our backs, slowly breathing and letting our hearts settle.

I blinked my eyes, staring at the dim high ceiling. What happened… it felt surreal. I never knew something so satisfying that could make my heart burst with unfamiliar emotion was possible.

I…

Sam rolled to my side, which made me turn my head to him.

"Come here." Sam invited, spreading his arms to welcome me.

Without a word, I moved closer and pressed myself into the safety of his embrace. I could still hear my heart beat so fast, and my knees trembling.

"Tired?" He asked. His fingers brushing my spine gently.

A smile turned up to my lips as I fluttered my eyes ever so slowly. "You?"

I didn't answer directly. Instead, I returned the question.

Although all I did was lie down, I still felt exhausted. What about him?

"No." Sam smiled, pressing his lips and shook his head. "I can still go on for…"

Sam paused as he calculated his stamina. "For a year."

Huh?

"Haha." Reading the surprised in my eyes made him chuckle and grin.

"I'm a vampire, a hungry one at that. But this one didn't make any less satisfying. I reached my orgasm far too fast; it'll be a shame if other vampires heard about this."

I blinked my eyes countless of times. I didn't get it.

"Silly. Don't think too much." Sam poked the tip of my nose by his nose. "I love you."

Upon hearing his last whisper, my breath hitched. I didn't expect that.

"Sleep, my love. I'll still love you tomorrow and the days after that."