Page 43 of Gilded in Blood

I pause. “Color?”

“Yellow,” she gasps. “It stings… but don’t stop. Please.”

I grit my teeth, fighting every instinct to slam into her. Inch by inch, I sink deeper, her walls squeezing me like a hot, velvet fist.

When I finally push through her barrier, she lets out a small cry, nails digging into my shoulders.

I freeze, buried halfway inside her, sweat beading on my forehead from the effort of holding back.

“Fuck…” I groan, the feeling overwhelming. She’s impossibly tight, gripping every inch of me. The heat, the wetness, the way she’s pulsing around my cock, it’s better than anything I’ve ever felt.

Then reality crashes in like ice water.

I’m not wearing a condom.

I look down at where we’re joined, her virgin blood and slick coating my shaft, and curse under my breath.

I’m inside her raw. And I’ve never wanted anything more in my life.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Milana

I never imagined my first time would feel like this.

I’ve touched myself plenty of times, used toys, fantasized… but nothing could have prepared me for the sheer size of him.

When I first saw Ilya’s cock, thick and heavy, I genuinely thought it would never fit. Yet now he’s inside me, stretching me so full it borders on pain and pleasure at the same time.

Ilya stays completely still, buried deep, his breathing ragged. The initial sharp sting is already fading, replaced by a deep, throbbing fullness that makes my toes curl.

He suddenly curses under his breath, forehead pressed against mine.

“Fuck… Milana, I’m sorry. I didn’t put on a condom. I forgot. I’m clean, I’ve never gone without before, but⁠—”

“It’s okay,” I say quickly, wrapping my legs tighter around his waist before he can pull away.

“I’m clean too. And I’m on the pill. I’ve been on it for a while to regulate my periods. It’s fine… please don’t stop.”

He searches my face for a long moment, eyes dark with lust and something deeper. “You sure?”

I nod, pulling him closer. “I’m sure. Move, Ilya. Please.”

He groans, the sound raw, and slowly starts to pull out before sliding back in. The drag of him inside me is overwhelming, every thick inch stroking places I didn’t even know existed.

It hurts a little, but the pleasure is already overtaking the discomfort.

“Color?” he rasps, voice strained with the effort of holding back.

“Green,” I breathe. “So green.”

He keeps his pace slow and careful at first, rocking into me with deep, measured thrusts. Each time he bottoms out, a spark of pleasure shoots through my entire body.

I moan openly, my hands sliding up his back, feeling the powerful muscles flexing under my palms.

His lips brush my ear, hot breath sending shivers down my spine. “That’s it, baby. Taking my cock so well for your first time. This tight little pussy was made for me.”

I whimper at his filthy words, clenching around him.