The Royal Mark-Chapter 223: Prickling Pain

"I think we need to stop."

"No way. You are mistaken. Describe to me how it feels," Drake urged.

"It feels... I don’t know how to describe it!"

"Try... Is it prickling pain, throbbing, stinging..." Drake inquired.

Arla thought hard about how to best describe it, she didn’t want to ruin their wedding night but she felt discomfort down there. "It’s like it is swollen inside but itchy at the same time," she said.

Drake laughed out loud, he didn’t want to laugh but he couldn’t help it.

"What? Why are you laughing? What does it mean? I think I should call Rylie," Arla gently pushed Drake but he grabbed her arms and pinned it over her head.

"And what will you say? Will you tell Rylie that you are horny and your pussy is longing for my cock to penetrate it?" Drake asked bawdily.

Arla’s eyes widened in astonishment, not only for the words that her husband used but also because of what he made her realize.

Drake chuckled at her surprised expression and kissed her nose before saying, "You don’t need Rylie Let me help you with that, my horny wife.

She watched Drake slowly crawl down to her legs. He grasps her legs and opens them wide but she tries to close them again.

"Don’t fight it, relax." Drake showered her inner thighs with kisses and when he reached her groin she gasped.

She could feel her core becoming more swollen and she was dripping wet.

"Drake, you’re hurting me... I need more." There, she said it, she praised herself for telling Drake her thought boldly.

"You want me that bad, my wife?" Drake teased and chuckled when he saw Arla roll her eyes.

"Let me ease your pain, then..." he added.

"Ahh... Drake..." Arla threw her head back and arched her back after feeling his warm and wet tongue licking her clit. It felt so good that she got completely lost in the sensation of it.

Nothing else mattered anymore, all her attention had been drawn to him. She looked down at Drake and saw him looking back at her. They stared at each other for a while before he slid his finger into her soaking core.

"Oh God, ahh..." Arla unconsciously uttered and she saw him smirk.

He pushed his finger deeper and gradually increased his speed after getting erotic responses from her.

’I don’t know how can I enter her without hurting her. She’s so tight!’ Drake thought.

Drake pulled away from her slit but kept his finger in her, moving. He slowly made his way to her breast kissing and licking her skin silky skin on the way. When he reached his destination, he sucked it hard and pushed his finger as deep as he can making Arla scream.

"Ahh! Drake! Ahh!"

Drake moved to her ear and said, "Arla, I want you so much, but I’m afraid I might hurt you. I fucking want to be inside you."

He then added another finger inside her, making her clenched on the sheet as Drake sealed her lips.

She could feel her entrance getting so stretched just by his fingers alone. She cannot imagine how it would feel when he is finally inside her.

"Arla, I want to be one with you," he uttered and she nodded.

Drake stood up and removed his underpants. The corner of his lips curved up after seeing her eyes become bigger when his manhood sprung upon removing his underpants.

He watched Arla stare at his hardness with curiosity. "You like it?" he teased.

Arla looks at him and his cock alternately, speechless. And when she finally spoke, it made him laugh.

"It’s scary! That’s... It won’t fit me!"

"Haha! We will do it slowly... Put your arms on my neck" he said.

Arla nervously wrapped her arms around Drake as he carried her, repositioning her to the pillow.

"Are you nervous?" he asked.

She bit her lower lip and nodded. Drake cupped her cheek with one hand, while he used the other to support his weight to not crush her with his heavy body.

"Relax, I will try my best to make it not as much painful as possible." Drake kissed her lips to distract her while he slowly spread her legs.

He holds his hardness and slides it forward and backward over her clit multiple times to make her relax. When he felt her muscles were not too tense anymore, he gradually put his manhood into her core.

"Mmm..."

Arla moaned in his mouth as he continued to kiss her. Her grip on his shoulder and back tightened.

’Fuck, so tight,’ he thought.

Arla pulled away from their kiss and wailed.

"Oh fuck... Drake... You’re too big for me... Ahh!"

"I’m sorry but you are so tight, love. Hang on..." Drake pushes in little by little, slowly moving in and out of her.

’Fuck! It’s so warm and wet inside her.’

He gathered all the self-control that he had in his whole being to not pound into her hard. It’s her first time and he is aware that it would hurt at first.

He continued moving slowly, and bit by bit, he was able to insert half of his manhood. However, his body is screaming to him to push in deep. He was feeling so good but not completely. His body was longing for her more and more.

"Fuck! Arla, I’m so sorry. I can’t handle it anymore..." Drake pushed in one go, totally losing control of himself.

"AHH!" Arla wailed and her nails dug into his skin painfully.

He felt her virginity break as he thrust deeper. It was heaven. All the hairs on his body rise up, sending shivers down his spine. It was so good that he could cum by doing just that.

Until he heard Arla’s voice...

"Drake, it hurts, please remove it..." Her voice was trembling and tears fell from her eyes.

’Fuck! I hurt her!’

"Oh my God, I’m sorry! I’m so stupid! Please hang on, it will hurt more if I remove it now," he said in between while kissing all over her face.

"Drake, please, it hurts..."