I scolded myself for welcoming the sensation of his manhood rubbing into my clitoris. I shouldn’t be enjoying in giving myself to a man I just met, and I shouldn’t find some pleasure in doing it with him but I was really enjoying every second of it. In fact, I wanted more of it, and more of him.

While I was on top of his body, he adjusted our position, and then he guided his erection to penetrate me. It didn’t go through and his eyes were bewildered. What was he doing? Why was he so clueless that I had no experience when it comes to sex?

Wait, did he expect me to be a promiscuous type of woman? Did he assume I already lost my virtue to another man? I could be living in a modern world but I wasn’t someone who would give my body to just anyone. I believed it should only be given to my husband.

Well, he just become her husband!

I was married to him, to Ryder Paxley, a werewolf prince, and I was bound to give it to him under any circumstances. In fact, I should be glad that he didn’t follow an ancient way during a wedding night, or else, I would experience being claimed while someone was listening or even watching them while doing it.

It would be embarrassing!

Well, I couldn’t blame him, though. My actions caused him to believe the worst about me. If only I didn’t undress immediately after consuming the alcohol, he would be gentle with me.

Then, I continued to rub myself unto his erection with the guidance of his hands. It was humiliating to rub myself into him, and our position was so intimate, however there’s no other way of doing it.

“Gorgeous,” he commented on my naked form while saddling his body, then he made a mistake when he stared into my eyes.

At that moment, he was lost in the depth of my soulful and expressive eyes, and he totally lost control of his desire to have me writhing in pleasure under his body.

“Ryder?” I asked.

“This is a wrong way to do it, Nova,” he said.

“Why?”

“Because I imagined you under my body while being fucked, and it would have been better than you on the top,” he whispered.

I also imagined that way of being claimed but then something happened and I was on top despite my innocence. Still, the soft flesh that rubbed against the tip of his manhood was already wet and he knew that he wouldn’t be able to stop the inevitable from happening.

“Nova, wait!” he called my name, and I frowned.

But then, I couldn’t speak another word when he slowly penetrated me, and I shut my eyes in pain as we became one. I bit my bottom lip as I tried to endure the pain, and the way he looked at me gave me an assurance that everything would be okay. But how?

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“No, I am not okay, Ryder. It’s too painful, damn you!”

I shot daggers at Ryder who had the nerve to ask me if she was okay. Of course, I was not fine! I tried to move and disentangled myself from Ryder and winced in pain.

“Shit, this is going to kill me! Do something about this!” I ordered but he just chuckled while I was in panicking.

“I told you to wait, didn’t I?” Ryder raised his brows as he looked straight into my eyes.

For a moment, I wanted to cry and I was afraid to move away from him. I felt like my body was split into two!

“It’s so big for me, I think I can’t take it anymore. Are you going to kill me with it?” I asked and Ryder laughed hard.

“I assure you, my dear, you are not going to die. Just stay still for a moment, and let your body to adjust to what’s inside you,” he suggested.

“Just take it out from me,” I suggested.

“It’s not possible at the moment, or else, it would be more painful for you. Just wait, okay? Everything will be fine later,” he assured me but then, Iloudly cursed at him again.

“Ryder, please!”

“I said, wait!” he yelled.

Ryder was also worked up with frustration and anger. He was frustrated at himself because he didn’t know how long he could endure while being buried inside my body and not allowed to move.

If he would chose to be a brute, it would be traumatic for me, and that’s what made him angry. He wasn’t a brute, and he wouldn’t ruin my first experience with a man. Then, he gloated at the fact that he was my first lover.

“There’s no fun in this when it is so painful!” I complained once more, then I put my hands on his chest while trying to move away from him.

But then, something else happened. As I lowered my body into his chest, both of my full breasts dangled before his eyes and he was more than tempted to taste them. He closed his eyes as I started to move to raise my buttocks and move away from him.

“Ryder…,” I mumbled his name as I tried to get away from him. However, it was still uncomfortable to move so I changed my mind.

“Shhhhh, wait,” he told me, and then his hands went to my buttocks, to help me in adjusting my body.

“Ryder…,” I murmured his name again as I started to feel different kinds of sensations. Although the pain was still there, it has become bearable after a few attempts of moving slowly.

Then I tried again and again, until….I noticed that his eyes were tightly closed.

“Ryder, are you okay?” I asked in confusion as to why his eyes were shut.

“Oh, God, Nova! Stop asking me,” he yelled while trying so hard to suppress his desire for me.

“Do you like it, Nova?” he asked, and I nodded.

“Y-yes,” I replied in a barely audible voice, and then I gasped for air when I felt it again. “Oh, I liked it now, Ryder,” I said, without knowing that my movements have tortured the man tremendously.

“Good,” he said, before holding my hips tightly.

Then, I became bolder with my movements and I rocked my body into his in a rhythmic pattern that made Ryder lose his control. He could no longer stop his body from seeking release and guided my hips aggressively.

Then, he took control of the movements and thrust into me faster. I was shocked at the change in his movement speed but I couldn’t complain. My mouth just gaped open in shock.

While I was straddling him, his mouth covered one of my breasts as he continued to move. Then, he let go of that breast and moved his mouth to my neck. Then, he marked my skin while going deeper…before he spilled his seed inside me.

He groaned and felt relieved and sated. After his seed was deposited inside my womb, Ryder moved his body and met with my every movement until I found my own release. He didn’t let me go and witnessed how my eyes rolled heavenward after experiencing my first orgasm.

“Ryder… Ryder…!” I couldn’t stop calling his name when he let mr experience the pure bliss of pleasure.

Then, I bit my bottom lip to control my breathing. I was really shocked when I felt the hot liquid flowing inside me. Then, as his manhood decreased in size, I had no trouble moving away from him, but he stopped me!

“Why?” I asked.

“Stay for a moment. Let’s stay like this for a moment,” he said before grabbing my body, and let me rest on top of him.

We stayed motionless for a couple of minutes, before he was horny again. He wanted me again. It seemed he couldn’t get enough of me, and wanted to claim me again.

“What’s wrong?” I asked while being bewildered at the changes of his breathing pattern.

“I know it’s wrong to overwork your body tonight, but I want you again, dear. I really want to have you again,” he told me.

“Again? I thought we are supposed to do this just once every night?”

“Says who?”

“Mmmm, I just thought it’s the case,” I replied.

“Not with me, dear. As you can tell, I am already hard just by thinking of having you again, sweetheart,” he admitted the truth.

“I like your honesty, Ryder, but I don’t think I can do it this time. My body felt sore right now,” I told him apologetically. It was the truth. Just the thought of having his hardness inside my body made me flinch.

“I’m sorry. You are right, we can do it later. Forgive me for being a brute,” he said, and then he helped me to get up.

“What are you doing, Ryder?”

“A hot bath would help your sore muscles, come on, I will help you,” he said.

So, I allowed him to bring me to the bathroom. I waited until the tub was filled with warm water. Ryder tested the water temperature before helping me into it.

“Careful,” he said, and then he used a sponge with a gentle soap on my skin.

“Why aren’t you joining me? Is your body not sore from the ordeal?” I asked.

“Do you think it’s a good idea, dear? I still want you though,” he reminded me.

“Come on, the water will help you cool down. Wait, are you always this horny? You don’t look like one,” I blurted.

“What would a horny man look like, sweetheart?”

When he asked the question, I realized I had no idea how to answer him. He was right. Being horny or not was not visible on someone’s face.

“Well, you look so innocent and naïve,” I replied.

“Well, looks can be deceiving, dear. Sooner or later, you will learn more about me,” he assured me.

After our hot bath, Ryder held my hand as we made our way back to the bedroom. He was so gentle, helping me dry my skin with a towel and even drying my hair, since he didn't like hair dryers.

As he helped me into my nightdress, I couldn't help but feel a sense of protection from him. Despite any doubts he may have had about my identity as Hunter Lyon's daughter, he was there for me. His master had said something about his powers showing after mating with me. It made me wonder what he needed from me exactly.

In my white nightgown, I felt like a goddess, even though he had already taken my virginity earlier. His smile as he assisted me into bed was reassuring.

"Thank you," I said softly.

"For what, dear?" he asked.

"For being kind to me. Being in an arranged marriage is scary, but you treat me much better than I was treated at home," I confessed.

"I'll do my best to be a good partner to you," he promised, and I couldn't help but smile. It was unexpected to find such kindness in the man I'd just married. Still, I knew I needed more time to truly understand him.

"You should be sleeping now," he said, noticing that I was still wide awake.

"I can't sleep, Ryder. It's strange to sleep with a man in bed," I admitted.

"What would you like me to do?" he asked, clearly willing to accommodate me.

"Maybe you could sleep on the couch or in the next room?" I suggested although the thought of being alone was terrifying. But sleep seemed elusive with him beside me.

"Hmm, I have something in mind to help you sleep," he said mysteriously.

"Really? Then tell me!" I urged.

"Wait," he said before getting up from the bed. He moved to the edge and then covered his head with my nightgown, leaving me bewildered.

"Ryder!" I protested, shocked by his unexpected action.