Nalya
I tried to get more comfortable with his size, but it was painful. As he continued, the discomfort fled, and he thrust deeper, harder, and faster. I found myself moving my hips to follow his rhythm.
"You are amazing," he whispered.
It was discomforting but very good, so I focused on the goodness. Rhaegar unleashed in me, and we moved wildly. My moans and his groans melded as his cock pounded in me.
The familiar sensation came stronger than before, and I didn't attempt to hold it back this time. With a few thrusts, Rhaegar stilled in me, groaning as something warm filled my insides.
"Fuck, fuck," he muttered, holding me tighter.
I was trembling, trying to regain my senses, and Prince Rhaegar brushed his lips against mine. He rolled over me and held me in his arms. I breathed in his scent, ready to close my eyes, but he wasn't done with me.
He abruptly flipped me on my stomach and entered me. I gripped the pillows tighter.
"Oh yes," I breathed. We kept going all night
