REYNA

At his confession, he slowly pushed inside of me. I grimaced in pain and could feel my back arching up to accommodate his cock. He lifted my leg so my knee was pressed against my breast as he continued to thrust inside of me until I could feel the base of his shaft against me.

There was a harsh pressure I could feel in my core. Despite the pain, I felt full. Reluctantly, he pulled back just to slowly push back in. With every movement he made, I cringed at the sharp pain it brought.

"Relax, baby," he whispered. I tried to relieve some of the tension in my body, but his cock was touching my cervix. All I could feel and think about was him inside of me.

Saint leaned down to capture my lips. As he did, his hand moved down to my clit where he began to massage my bud soothingly. I jolted against his cock, moaning at the pleasure he was bringing to my clit. I couldn't help but melt at the sensations.

He then began to move inside of me again. Thrusting in and out as slowly as possible. The pain slowly went away and replacing that feeling was immense pleasure. I moaned as he began to go faster on my clit, and I pushed my hips up to get more of him inside of me. The sounds of my pussy squelching around him were all I could hear.

Saint began to go faster. Thrusting in and out of me like a mad man. He stopped what he was doing with my clit, and instead, grabbed my thighs where he pushed both of them against my chest as he continued to pummel inside of me.

He sat up, giving me the perfect view of his body, his blue piercing eyes, his tattoos, and most importantly his cock that was ramming in and out of me. There was blood residue around his shaft, but if he noticed, he most certainly didn't care.

He let go of one thigh to grab my neck where he forced me to lean up.

"Look at that," he demanded, letting me see him inside me. His thrusts began to get harder and deeper. My eyes were practically rolling in the back of my head as he rolled his hips against me.

"Look at who this pussy belongs to," he said. His grip on my throat got tighter and tighter to the point I could barely breathe. I was sure I was squeezing him so tightly as I did my best to get oxygen back into my lungs. I shouldn't have been so excited to practically pass out from the lack of air, but damn it felt so good. I looked up into his eyes, watching the fire of passion and lust combust within them. It went from sounds of squelching to my thighs and ass slapping against him with each stroke.

Suddenly, he pulled out of me and he let go of my neck. My breathing was heavy as I tried to calm my racing while also doing my best to breathe.

My pussy felt empty and hungry for more of him. I looked down to see his dick was impossibly thicker and longer. He flipped me over onto my back and quickly slid himself back inside of me.

His cock was hitting places I never thought were possible. I hid my face into his blanket, trying to hold back my screams as he fucked time to oblivion. My eyes we're getting glassy with tears threatening to spill from them. Saint reached up and ripped my bra from my body. I squealed in excitement as he gripped my breast and used them to fuck me harder. He then smacked my ass again and again, massaging my vaginal walls, and moaning.

"Oh!" I am moaned. He placed his hand on the lower of my back and forced me farther down onto the bed, getting more of an arch out of me. With this position, he was able to hit my g-spot expertly. My leg began to shake and a jolt immediately ignited in my pussy. I could feel his balls slapping my clit repeatedly. I just had to grip the sheets and pray that these new feelings he brought to me would never end.

Saint grabbed the back of my neck and forced me up so that my back was against his front. While still fucking me, he kissed me. His tongue pushed past my lips like he owned me. I could feel him massaging his tongue against my own as his lips moved against me.

I was rocking my hips to match the rhythm of his stokes when he pushed me back down.

"Come on, baby, fuck me," he instructed. Saint stopped thrusting into me. He paused, allowing me to use him however I wanted.

I pushed back against him to which he moaned. It was empowering knowing that I could fuck him how I wanted to. I began to go faster on his pole, enjoying the jiggle of my ass with each stroke.

"Like that," he praised. I looked over at him to catch his eye. He bit down on his lip as I smirked before going even fast. I moved my hips in a circle, enticing a moan out of him.

It seemed like I igniting something within him because he quickly took control again. He grabbed my by my ass, and used it as handle bars to go as deep as possible. My body shook, my core tightened, and in minutes, I came. A loud moan ripped out of me as my body, depleted of energy, let an orgasm wash through me.

Saint slipped out of me. I couldn't help but drop onto the bed—tired and spent.

He chuckled. "You aren't done, Angel," he said. Saint ripped my panties off my body. They were completely soaked with my juices.

My eyes widened when he quickly turned over and placed me on top of him. He so easily lined me up with his erection. Slowly, I slid down his wet pole.

"I'm tired," I moaned.

With me fully submerged on his dick, he propped himself up and began to thrust in and out of me. My body was bouncing up and down on him like I was on a trampoline. I could feel my breasts moving with each stroke and Saint couldn't seem to take his eyes off of them.

He reached up and grabbed my hair, yanking my head back so my neck was exposed to him. He started going impossibly faster and harder. He placed his other hand on my hip to get me to rock back and forth with each of his strokes.

"Fuck," he moaned. Bringing my chest down to his lips, he sucked my tit into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the areola of my nipple as his thrusts began to slow down. He was now fucking me hard and my pussy was sucking him in—the sound was so erotic.

He let go of my hair to pay attention to my other breast where his head groped it. I took it upon myself to begin moving my hip against him. He moaned his approval as I moved my hips up and down, side to side, in a circle and forward and backward. He was loving every bit of it.

His speed picked up again until I came all over him again. He hurriedly moved me over to the side, grabbed my head, and pushed me down so his tip was touching my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked most of his length into my mouth where he came in the back of my throat. I could taste myself on him completely. It was a mix of both of our juices and it was lovely.

Saint pulled out of my mouth after I swallowed every drip. Both of our breathing was heavy. I laid down on the bed and just stared up at the ceiling, wondering what the fuck just happened.

I could still feel the gaping absence of Saint in my pussy. There were tears in my eyes that I had to wipe away. He fucked me until I cried.

Santino Venturi took my virginity. If someone were to tell me that a year ago, I'd laugh.

I sat up and placed my feet on the floor, ignoring the juices still waiting to come out of me. I tried to stand but an ache settled in my lower region.

"Where are you going?" Saint asked. I couldn't look at him. I had sex with him. It was stupid and I was horny. I gave him something I could never get back. Not to mention, we didn't even use a condom. How could I be so stupid?

"Angel," Saint said.

"Saint," I returned.

"Look at me," he ordered. I gazed at my torn-up bra and underwear on the floor. Even though my panties were red, I could still see the darker red where blood took up majority of my underwear. It was only a reminder that I was no longer a virgin.

Reluctantly, I turned to face him. He was handsome. I wondered if Saint was aware just how beautiful he was. He had to be the best looking man I had ever seen. Maybe if he wasn't such a ruthless, Reyna-virginity-taking murderer, he could actually be a model or movie star.

"Where are you going?" he asked again.

"I need to go build that firewall. The quicker I get it done, the quicker we find Viktor, right?" I laughed awkwardly. "And I need a shower and sleep, right? Yeah, I need a bed. So, yeah."

I tried to get up again, and I even tried to hide the grimaces and cringes. However, I ended up sitting right back down.

"You have a bed and a shower right here. It's getting kind of late, you can work on the firewall tomorrow," he said. Then, he smirked. His arm circled around my waist as he dragged me right back next to him. "Why don't you stay with me for tonight?"

"I don't know if I can handle anymore," I muttered. My ass was aching and probably bruised from the slapping it took. My throat was sore and my core was tired. He was rough, and I was almost positive that was holding himself back.

Saint began kissing my neck, completely ignoring what I said. I sighed as his hand grabbed ahold of my breast.

"Saint," I groaned. "Please."

"You're no fun," he said. "Come on, let's shower."

I watched him get up from the bed. He walked over to the bathroom before turning around to look at me when he noticed I hadn't made a move. His brow rose as he stared at me.

"I cant..." I blushed. "It hurts when I move."

"I see," he said.

I didn't expect him to walk over to me and pick me up like a child. He headed over to the shower where he turned it on and slowly placed me down inside. The moment the warm water hit me, I looked down to see the water was a light pink from the blood still seeping out of me.

Saint then stepped in right beside me and shut the glass door. The water was already beginning to heat up. He then done the most unexpected thing and began to bathe me.

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Double update! Love you guys!

Question: what would you like to see more out of Reyna + Saint? Or should I say... Reytino or Saina? (Help with ship names please! I suck!)