Amara – Reunion

Author's note: this is from Duke's point of view

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My insides trembled when I realized that Serina's strange disease is gone and that she was willing.

Of course, she was willing.

I was drowning in the addictive scent of her arousal from the moment I stepped out of the bathroom, and in an instant I was half-hard.

Serina seduced me without trying.

When she confirmed that we can go raw, and there was no need for me to buy condoms, my cock lurched painfully, reminding me that he is there, ready, and waiting for a long time to plow deep inside her.

She was soft and wet, and I was losing myself in the scent of jasmine and Japanese wisteria, as I tasted her sweet nectar.

Serina was ready and she responded to my touch wonderfully, coming apart after only a few strokes of my tongue. Her cry to heavens was music to my ears.

I wanted to taste her more, but the desire to claim her completely was maddening, and this time, there was nothing to hold me back.

I crawled up her body and I admired her flushed face while she came down from her high. She was beyond beautiful.

The last spec of my reluctance disappeared when I confirmed that she was wide awake. Whatever disease she had, it's gone, and she will be mine. No more waiting.

My cock was in the position, rubbing and pushing against the entrance of her sweet pussy, ready to leave his mark and claim her as his dwelling.

"Can I?", I asked, and Serina shyly avoided my gaze.

"Say it, Serina. I need to hear you say that you want me."

I needed to dispel all doubts. I needed to know that she was willing.

"I want you, Mateo", she breathed, and my soul hummed in pleasure.

My fingers glided between her drenched folds, and I spread some of her juices over my cock before guiding myself inside her as slowly as possible in order to savor the pleasure of that first entrance.

She was tight, and my breath hitched when I felt resistance which confirmed that I'm the first one to get this access.

I knew that Serina didn't go far with any of the guys who wanted to pursue her during high school and college, I made sure of it. But I didn't know what she was doing in the last three years.

I was mentally prepared that she had some intimate encounters, and I told myself that it doesn't matter who was her first as long as I'm her last, but this was an unexpected surprise.

Pride swelled in my chest, and my cock throbbed while reminding me that only the head is dipped inside her wet heat, and the rest of me craved to be burned violently.

When I go deeper, she will be in pain, and I found myself facing a dilemma. Should I go slow or just be done with it quickly? Can I go slow?

I saw her unfocused eyes staring at me, silently pleading me to give her all of me, and I decided.

"Relax, Serina… This will only take a second."

With one swift jab, I found myself deep inside her and I couldn't believe how good it felt.

Her fingers threatened to pierce the skin on my back, but I didn't care even if she peels my skin off. The pain confirmed that this was real. I was not dreaming. It was happening. Finally.

We were one.

Despite every fiber of my body screaming for me to plunder her insides, I focused on not moving my hips so that Serina adjusts to having me as part of her.

I kissed Serina on the lips, and it took a few long seconds for her to respond to my kisses. That was the sign I was waiting for.

I pulled out a fraction and then I went back in. Her brows furrowed a bit.

I moved again and again, and the feeling of me inside her was out of this world.

She is made for me.

Every part of her is perfect.

Every part of her is mine.

I forced myself to stop and check on her. "Are you alright?"

Her alluring lips lifted into a smile. "Never better."

I kissed her fervently while reminding myself to keep the pace of my hips slow. It is her first time, and I shouldn't act like an animal.

Serina's hips moved, following my rhythm and allowing me to reach deeper into her, and my reasoning slipped away as I was lost in the pure carnal pleasure while chanting her name like a prayer.

Serina. Seraphina. Serina. My everything.

Every thrust created various images of Serina in my mind, starting with the first day of high school and then moving further down the timeline toward the present. Each image showed Serina smiling at me, inviting me to come closer, to claim her.

Serina's moans and gasps made those mental images alive, and I couldn't believe that I waited this long.

I was such a fool. Why was I denying myself this pleasure?

"Ma… Mateo…", she called breathlessly, making me snap into reality and I saw her biting her lower lip while trying to suppress her sweet sounds.

I adjusted my angle slightly and her eyes widened at this new sensation.

"Let it out, my love…", I growled while pumping myself inside her vigorously, and her next moan sounded like a meowl.

Every thrust sent me into the stratosphere as I fell apart and came back together with bits of Serina becoming part of me as my new normal. 

The visual of Serina bouncing under me and the feeling of her taut nipples raking my chest was beyond erotic.

Another fantasy came true. Check.

Her breathing became more ragged, and I knew that she was almost there.

Serina's fingers dug into my shoulders and her body spasmed as she shouted between her moans, "Mateo!"

The sultry sound of my name coming from her lips came a second before her pussy squeezed my cock and the pressure in my groin exploded as my ass buckled.

I shot my hot seed inside her with a groan, and she milked me to the last drop, prolonging my euphoria.

That was beyond orgasmic, and I couldn't put it into words.

My blurred vision cleared on time to see Serina's flushed face, red and sweaty as she was catching her breath. I never saw anything so seductive in my life. That was mine and I didn't want to share it.

The idea of anyone seeing Serina making that expression was driving me mad.

"You are mine."

Serina smiled. "Yours."

She melted me into a pile of emotional mush with that one word.

Serina cupped my cheek. "And you are mine, Mateo."

I hummed in agreement. "Yours."

Does she know how intimate it feels when she calls me by my name?

Serina lifted her head and kissed me tenderly and she gasped when I started moving again.

I paused to give her a smug smile. After so much waiting, there was no way that only once will be enough.

To my surprise, it took only a few thrusts for Serina's hips to move to meet mine.

"Good girl…", I murmured and then I kissed her again.

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