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Weeks would pass like this. Kennan would return back covered in blood and Isabella would shower with him. Every time he would tell her something about him. She learned that he had a younger brother but he got murdered along with his parents when some soldiers attacked his village.

He was alone from a young age. Everything he knew, he learned it by himself. He didn't have anyone. When he was a teenager, he already knew how to fight and protect himself. He lived on the streets because he couldn't find a job.

Along his way, he had found other boys like him, alone and on the streets. They decided to unite, to learn how to protect themselves and to care of themselves as well. They were quick learners, they got attacked more than once but always came out alive. People learned about them and how dangerous they were. They were scared of them, bringing Kennan a weird feeling of satisfaction.

Isabella was glad that he told her something about him, his past. Her heart sank when she heard what he had been through. She admired him for being so strong. She felt like she got a little bit closer to him or more.

She felt herself growing attached to him every single day. She loved every minute she spent with him and she would miss him when he wasn't beside her. She couldn't get used to the butterflies in her tummy wherever they were close.

Derek would visit her often. He would keep rambling on and on about how experiences he had been throw, how a lot of girls would kill to just get in his pants. He, actually, wasn't what he looked like he was the opposite, he was funny and kind.

She would just watch him amused. He was so full of himself. He was really funny though. She always had a great time when he was around. She learned more about him and she wished she would tell him about herself, too but she wasn't feeling ready, yet. She kept thinking about it for sometime now. She wanted to talk to Kennan and tell him about herself. She wanted to joke around or make a conversation with Derek. She felt bad when he was the only one talking.

She started liking Kennan more. Her feelings for him grew day by day for him. Even though, he was cold and rude with everyone, he was the complete opposite with her. It made her feel special. They hadn't done something naughty nor they kissed since that day, making ger feel a little bit disappointed.

She liked how protective he was with his people. He got a little bit more sweet and touchy but she didn't really mind. She always accepted his touch. He was gentle with her and would just keep her in his arms when he was angry, like a kid hugging his teddy bear, she find it cute and she would just kiss his cheek before she returned his warm hug.

It was afternoon now and Kennan hadn't return, yet. He would usually be back by now. Derek was not here either, making her worry. She paced around the room, going around in circles. She was nervously biting her nail as her heart was beating faster.

Time passed by painfully slow, now it was almost midnight. She was now sitting on the bed, her leg bunching up and down, impatiently. She was trying not to think negative.

Kennan walked in, looking exhausted. Isabella looked up as soon as she heard someone walking in and jumped off the bed at the sight of him. Just like every other nigh, she examinated his body only this time he had a huge scratch across his back. It went from his shoulder down his waist. She gasped in horror as she stared at it. He had another scratch on his forearm and waist.

She walked in front him. She hesitated for a minute, thinking again about her following actions. She took a deep breath before releasing it , determined and started to undressed him. Kennan was taken back by her action.

Once he was standing naked, she took him in the tub and he got in without asking something. She undressed, feeling his burning stare on her. She climbed in with him and straddled him. She took his face in her hands making him look at her in the eyes. She was looking at him concerned. She knew it wasn't something that serious but she couldn't help worrying about it.

Kennan didn't look like he was in pain at all making her heart clench painfully. It was like he was used to feeling pain. Her eyes started watering as she though what he must have been through not to feel any pain. Kennan growled within deep his chest when he saw her watery eyes.

"Why are you crying, lil one? Did someone bothered you while I was away?" He asked furious, his hands tightening their hold on her hips while he was about to get up. She stopped him grabbing his shoulder and shook her head. He looked at her closer trying to see if she was lying. He pulled her closer to his body when he felt her trying to get closer to him.

"K-Kennan." Isabella whispered in a hoarse voice. Kennan was speechless. A shiver run down his spine at her melodic voice. He wanted to hear her voice again. He thought she wasn't talking in general.

She cleared her throat, feeling weird hearing her own voice after so many years of silence,"Kennan, a-are you alright? Do your injuries hurt?" She asked him stupidly, still worried. It felt weird to talk again. It had been a couple of years since she last talked. She was 8 years old when she last talked and she was now 23 years old. A long time.

After staring at her for a couple of minutes, Kennan, finally, got out of his shock. "Oh God," He whispered a little breathless, then he remembered she had asked him a question and shook his head. She signed, relieved and kissed his cheek. She was about to grab the alcohol and some bandages that were beside the tub but she squealed as he, suddenly, got up with her in his arms. She clinged on him, not wanting to fall down.

He threw her on the bed before he climbed on top of her, ignoring the pain he felt from his scratches, keeping his weigh with his hands. Isabella was looking up at him surprised. "Say my name again." He commanded in his deep voice. She felt a shiver run down her spine. His eyes were throwing fire.

"Kennan." She whispered looking up at him with a innocent look. He groaned burying his face in the crook of her neck, breathing her delicious scent. He loved how his name rolled off her lips, he wanted to hear her sweet voice all day.

He started leaving small kisses from her jaw down to her neck. She grabbed his braids tightly, pulling his face closer. Small moans escaped her lips and he sucked and kissed her skin. He put his knee between her legs, spreading them as he placing himself between her thighs. She unconsciously, wrapped her legs around his waist.

He pulled back from her neck to slam his lips with hers. This kiss was full of passion. He took control of their kiss and thrusted his tongue in her mouth, tasting her. Isabella was moaning in delight in their kiss.

His hand moved down towards her chest and grabbed her left boob. He squeezed it making her moan. His finger pinched her nipple as his mouth left hers, leaving her panting. He smirked at her as he lowered his head and took her nipple in his mouth.

She gasped in pleasure, feeling his wet mouth around her nipple, as her hold on his hair tighten. He felt proud for making her feel such pleasure. He sucked her nipple hard in his mouth as he played with the other with his finger. He then moved to the other nipple repeating his moves.

Once he was satisfied with his work, he moved lower leaving feather kisses on her tummy. He opened her legs widely as far as possible before he dived in. He smirked when he saw that she was dripping wet.

She moaned in pleasure as she felt him lick her. She had never felt like this before. He licked and played, teasingly with her clit. He, unexpectedly, thrust his finger in her. She gasped at the weird sensation. He continued his work with her, trying to distract her and it worked as her moans continued to be heard.

Soon, she felt a tingling sension in her stomach as he thrusted his finger faster inside her. He added another finger making her clench the blanket in her hands. Her back was off the bed. She was in so much pleasure. Her stomach tightened, her legs started shaking. He noticed she was close and stopped his movements making her whimper in disapproving.

He moved back up and looked in her eyes," Are you sure?" He asked unsure. She nodded without hesitation." Yeah, I'm sure. It's my first time doing this and I want it to be with you." She replied shyly. He bit his lip as he grabbed his cock and rubbed against her cunt, making her moan.

"You didn't know how turn on I am. It makes me happy to know that I'm the only man that will touch you, make love to you, will take your virginity. I promise you won't regret it, little one." He whispered as he grabbed his throbbing cock and slowly thrusted in.

She didn't feel pain at first. He continued his slow thrusting thrusts and soon pain showed up. She whimpered in pain as her nails sink in his back. He kissed her and whispered sweet nothings in her eyer, trying to distract her.

He continue until his cock all the way in. He closed his eyes tight trying not to lose control as he felt her walls clenching around him. She was so tight and he just wanted to pound in her. Isabella was still whimpering in pain. He was really big and it felt like he was cutting her in half. He stayed still for some minutes, letting her adjust his size. She moved her hips when the pain eased. He took the que and slowly thrusted in and out, in and out.

He kept his painfully slow pace, his hand clutching the blanket under his hands. "Faster!" She moaned out loudly. He obeyed, feeling relieved at her words and went faster. She moaned in delight,"Faster, harder, please!", She commanded.

He quicken his pace more. The bed started moving with them, making squeaking noises. Moans and groans of ecstasy and pleasure were heard across the tend. He stared lustful at her boobs as they bounced. He slapped it, not able to hold himself back. She moaned and he did it again, feeling a smirk creeping on his lips.

"Yes, Yes, Yes!" She screamed loudly, her hands moving down to his forearms. He grunted," Do you like it, little one? Do you like how I slam my cock in your little cunt? Do you like it when I slap your boobs? ", He growled in her ear.

She moaned at his words, feeling herself getting closer to her realise,"Yes!" She managed to moan out through her screams. He pounded harder in her, satisfied with her answer. She felt her stomach clench.

He felt himself getting close. He groaned. Her eyes rolled at the back of her head as she laid there. He stopped making her open her eyes. He grabbed her legs and pulled them up to her face. She placed her hands under her knees as they were on either side of her face.

He continued his pounding in her, this angle helping him go deeper, hitting her g spot. She screamed loudly, feeling her lungs burn. He placed his big hands on her boobs, squeezing them. She kept screaming in ecstasy. She was sure everyone could hear her screams.

"I'm close." She cried out. He went faster and soon she cum screaming his name, her legs shaking as her waist bent of the bad. Her cunt clench him, making him throw his head back as he felt her cum on his cock and groaned, calling her name as he relished his load. She felt his cum in her, her eyes fluttering close as his cum filled her. She she grabbed his butt to pull him closer as she freed her legs.

He cum for a couple of minutes before he fell on her, his cock still on her. He turned them around with her on top of him. His hands were wrapped around her waist as hers were on his shoulder. Her head was on his chest making her able to heart his heart. She was panting deeply, like him. Her heart beating like crazy. He throw the blanket on top of them and closed his eyes as he played with her black shoulder length hair. She sighed in content as she felt a kiss on her forehead.

They both fell asleep in a couple of seconds, exhausted from their activity. She was glad she gave her virginity to him. This night was intense and she was sure people had awoken from her loud screams. She wouldn't leave the house for a while.

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