His Plaything (4) Diana’s POV My heart was beating so fast that I thought it was going to explode. I had always been scared of this moment — losing my virginity. All my life, the older women had always told us that the first time hurts like fire and leaves you crying. I believed them but now, lying under King Eric, I realized something important. Pain was there, yes, but he was making it memorable in a way I never expected. He pushed into me slowly with his making me moan loudly, my fingers digging hard into his strong back. The pain was sharp at first, like something tearing inside me, but it mixed with a strange, deep pleasure I had never felt before. “You have deflowered me,” I whispered, my voice shaking as he moved slowly in and out of me. “You have made me a woman, Eric. I might die if you are away from me for so long. What do I do when I am turned on and you, my Eric, are not near?” My eyes were half-closed. Every time he slowly thrust in me it sent waves of feeling th
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