With each deliberate thrust, the pain began to ebb, replaced by an unfamiliar yet tantalizing heat that spread through her body.
Althea's breathing grew ragged, her nails digging into Ross's shoulders as her muscles gradually relaxed around him.
Her moans, initially edged with pain, turned softer, more inviting, as she adapted to his size and rhythm.
"Ahhh… Ross…" she gasped, her voice trembling as a shiver of pleasure coursed through her.
Ross smirked, his grip on her hips firm yet comforting as he drove deeper into her.
"That's it, my love. It's so good inside you."
Althea nodded weakly, her head falling back as her body surrendered to the new sensations.
The pain had completely faded now, leaving behind a pleasure so raw and intense that it took her breath away.
Her moans grew louder, echoing in the room as Ross's movements became more deliberate, his pace unrelenting.