The third point of view:

Isabella sucked in a sharp breath, this was better than she thought. It was obvious that Pedro was an amateur, heck! Why was she even speaking as if she was a professional in this area? Contrary to what people thought, Isabella was a virgin. Notwithstanding the previous boys she dated, she had not let any of those assholes touched her.

Sure, they shared a kiss, what was a kiss anyway - Even Judas betrayed Jesus with a kiss. Surprisingly, someone as receptive as her, knew sex created some sort of emotional bond with one's partner and she wasn't willing to share that gift with some asshole. Dating those boys at school had been a form of revolt against her father being with Jennifer plus the fact the cheating bastards kept her entertained.

Isabella was possessive; neither did she do well with betrayal. Perhaps, that was why she was attracted to Pedro because he was a one-woman type. Take a look at him, he was having a hard time dealing with her, not to talk of the hassles that came with two-timing. But then, humans change so she'd use this great opportunity to shape him into her royal partner for life.

Yes, that's it," Isabella hissed from the euphoric feeling. Pedro was obsessed with this discovery.

Pedro's eyes glittered as he cupped one of her tits in his palm, he caressed and felt the weight of it and liked the fact it fit completely in his palms. While he was busy getting familiar with this new feeling, he was driving Isabella crazy with need. He looked like a child, figuring out how to drive a car toy for the first time.

He began to caress her boobs, watching with interest as her nipples hardened. He pinched one and watched as the pain faded into pleasure. The areolae surrounding her swollen nipples were a deep dusky pink, and he ran his tongue around it.

"God! Pedro, you're killing me," Isabella breathed out, she was heaving with the effort. Who knew this innocent face was an Incubus in disguise.

Pedro smiled, seeing Isabella writhing on top of him gave him some sort of power and he took her breast into his mouth once more. Isabella shuddered with pleasure, her lustful cries inciting him as he ran lazy circles with his tongues.

"Yes..." she moaned, digging her hand into his hair while grinding against his arousal, pressing so close and feeling how badly they wanted each other.

Isabella pulled him away, clutched a fistful of his hair, and pushed his head back just far enough to expose his neck to her. She kissed his throat, nipping and licking up till she found his lips.

She kissed the top of his lips, the bottom of his lips, then grazed her tongue between his lips and slowly added a little tongue, playing and chasing his tongue for a while and then sucked on the top and bottom lip. Isabella was hot and wet but she wasn't close to stopping, the night was still young.

While Isabella took full command of the kiss, Pedro's hands were working on her ass. He squeezed the soft globe so tightly she moaned into his mouth.

Isabella was smashed against his defined chest and he took hold of her waist, rubbing her core against his arousal through his pants while the other went to the curve of her breast. She pulled out a ragged breath, it was like she was in heaven. Though she knew sex felt good, knowing and tasting were two different things. Now she could see the reason why her damned father wouldn't let Reina out of his sight.

She was incredibly turned on and her hand cradled the nape of his head, kissing him firmer and harsher. She arched for his touch and as if they were communicating telepathically, he slid his finger under the thin fabric.

Isabella's mind reeled as Pedro began to stroke her folds, circling her clit with his thumb. Her grasp on his hair tightened, she was reeling from the sensation. Isabella gently scraped her nails along his back and neck, she would die from too much bliss. Huh? This didn't seem like a bad way to die.

Pedro continued to touch her with a mastery that surprised her until ecstasy crashed over her. She laid on him for a couple of seconds, trying to catch her breath before pushing Pedro back on the bed.

With dark eyes, she climbed off his body and began to work on his pants, unzipping and pulling them down his thigh alongside his briefs.

A blush crept up Pedro's face but he calmed down, the time for being reserve was gone the moment he touched her down there.

Isabella's eyes widened the moment she saw the whole of him.

"Look what you've been hiding down there," She spoke dirty to him, his blush deepened.

Isabella then tentatively held his length, gasping in amazement as it further increased in size and it was so damn, huge. How was this going to fit inside of her? Still, Isabella didn't back down from the challenge, she wondered how far this would go in her mouth?

Then she kissed up and down his length watching with pride as Pedro threw his head back and groaned, not from pain but excitement.

"You like it?" She asked, just to be sure.

"God, yes," Pedro moaned, propping himself up on the bed while Isabella lay across, feasting on him. There was just something sexy about the way he looked at her that incited her to do more.

Isabella worked him; she grabbed his length and kissed him once more, moving to his head where she licked the salty taste of him off the tip. She pulled away and then licked him once more from base to tip. A moan erupted from his lips, his hands going to pull at her hair to fasten the pace.

Thanks to that, Isabella began to suck him. Pedro growled, his grip tightening as she repeated the action. Then suddenly, Isabella opened her mouth and took him as much as she could, covering the whole of him to the extent she gagged and gave him a lascivious lick before pulling away just as Pedro released.

He fell back on the bed looking like a satisfied kitty while his sneaky girlfriend climbed right back to him and kissed him, giving him a share of his taste. Their kiss increased in passion and intensity and Pedro took dominance this time.

Pedro probed her mouth with his tongue, relishing her taste before kissing down her neck, finding and sucking those erogenous points. He then flipped her over so he was on top of her and took his plundering to her breast.

He fondled the two mounds on her chest, trailing circles on her nipple with the tip of his tongue while Isabella moaned and writhed beneath him. Seeing she had made him feel good, Pedro decided to return the favor.

He then adjusted his position so he could lower himself between her legs. He got rid of her thong, baring her completely to him.

Isabella went red in the face, as confident as she were, this was the first time a man was seeing her down there, yet, her body shivered with expectation.

Pedro kissed the inside of her thigh, spreading her legs even further and when he sucked her down there, Isabella's eye rolled to the back of her head. This felt so good.

He buried his face in there, kissing and licking every inch of her while she grasped the sheet beneath her, unable to pinpoint where the pleasure was coming from. She writhed and bucked her hips into his face.

Pedro's tongue was everywhere, she grabbed his hair to anchor herself as she felt another ecstasy coming. His tongue lashed over relentlessly and the waves of pleasure crashed so hard she forgot how to breathe.

"It's time," Pedro announced. He might have been celibate all those years but he had an idea of intimacy between a man and a woman.

"Stick it in the right hole," Isabella joked. However, that was just a front to cover her nervousness, having known what was about to happen.

Isabella gave him the protection she had purchased when she left earlier and helped him put it on. Then she laid back, pulling out a ragged breath as Pedro rubbed his arousal against her entrance.

"Are you ready?" He asked, just to be sure and she simply nodded.

Immediately, Pedro pushed his member as far as possible into her but the boy felt a resistance so great he grunted. Then he looked down to discover Isabella had a pained expression and it dawned on him.

"You're a virgin!" He had an astounded look on his face. Pedro had heard tales of her "great" relationships in the past and had surmised she had given it off years ago, who knew…

"God, I have to stop," He panicked.

"And I swear to that God, if you don't finish what you started, I'll throttle you," Isabella threatened him.

"I'm hurting you,"

"It's only but for a moment. Now continue," She ordered him.

Yet, contrary to her expectation, Pedro pulled away and when she was about to give him a piece of her mind, he entered her once more, but this time he was slower and gentler. Thus, Pedro continued with this pace until she had opened up fully.

Once fully sheathed inside of her, Pedro paused for a moment and let her get used to the feeling before he started moving. She shuddered, her body adjusting to the size of him as he began to move, slowly at the beginning, then picked up speed.

Both were panting as Pedro pounded her hard and fast. Isabella had her legs wrapped around his waist and she was egging him on.

"Ahh... Yes... Faster,"

Pedro slammed into her harder per her request again and again and it was not long before the ecstatic moment came, Isabella cried with delight and both died off together.