Chapter 23
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 23
“W-wait.”
Vanessa panted, pressing her body close to his.
“You can keep going. I was… just a little startled… Now… I’m really ready.”
Taking a deep breath, the trembling woman relaxed the hands that had been pushing against his shoulders. After a moment of hesitation, her arms fell limply onto the sheets with a soft rustle.
Her eyes were squeezed shut as if she couldn’t bear to face her own state, but she parted her legs a little wider to show her resolve. At her glistening slit, pearly droplets of arousal had already gathered.
“S-slowly… please… This is my first time…”
Her expression, a mixture of shame and ecstasy, stirred a strange, sadistic urge within him. Theodore let out a sound that was half sigh, half chuckle. No matter how he looked at her, she was no ordinary woman—like an innocent monster and a worldly fairy all at once. He slowly lowered his hips.
“River, ah, mm…”
Damn it, relax… Theodore let out a low, simmering curse. Her entrance, already small, was clamped tight with tension. It was so narrow that if he thrust his dry shaft straight in, she would surely tear.
After a few failed attempts to enter, he gave up and cupped her hips, lifting them and spreading her wider. As he pressed the base of his fully erect cock against her soft folds, Vanessa let out a thin whimper.
His length, swollen hard as a weapon, ground against her as if to crush her. From her plump, wet clitoris to her twitching inner lips, he slid it up and down like a rasp before grinding upward in a single, heavy stroke. The clear fluid pooling there squelched wetly with the friction.
“Ah, hah, ah… ah…”
The entirely new sensation changed the tone of Vanessa’s groans. He bit down hard on her pale neck as it arched back helplessly. Between his fingers gripping her breasts, her pert nipples flushed a deep red.
He moved his hips repeatedly while squeezing and jostling her breasts, and her slick arousal flowed down, coating him in a satisfying sheen. A wanton scent mingled with the muggy, heated air. His tip was so rigidly swollen it felt like it was throbbing against her lower belly, the pressure nearing the point of pain. Theodore grabbed his own cock and rubbed the head against her entrance.
Vanessa’s dazed, unfocused eyes widened with a strange mix of anticipation, excitement, and a sliver of fear. As she instinctively tried to shrink back, he held her hips firmly, keeping her spread and pinned in place.
“Relax.”
At the tight pressure, Vanessa writhed and let out a thin groan. The sensation of a foreign object pushing into her tightly clenched interior stimulated a boundary somewhere between pleasure and discomfort.
The fit was seamless, leaving no gaps. Her breath caught in her throat, and a thrill of pure excitement shivered deep in her belly.
“It hurts… it hurts… No, mm, I can’t… Ah, hah…”
Vanessa hiccuped, twisting her hips. Her fingertips, gripping the sheets, flushed red as her feverish gray eyes instantly welled with tears. Her pale toes, beginning to tense, dangled in the air.
“Relax… just a little. Please.”
“Ah, hah…”
She clenched around his swollen length so tightly it felt like his blood flow was being cut off. The veins on the back of his hands, which were barely supporting his weight, bulged with strain. Impulse fanned the flames of his strained reason. He swallowed a curse and forced his breathing to steady. No matter how much of a goddamn nuisance this woman was, he didn’t want to draw blood her first time.
So, please. Cooperate. Summoning every ounce of his patience, Theodore gritted his teeth and slowly leaned his weight into her. Every time his thickly veined shaft pushed in, her inner flesh parted slightly before clinging snugly to him.
Sweat dripped from his chin, though they were only at the insertion stage. Tremors born from extreme restraint wracked his entire body. He gripped Vanessa’s flinching thighs so hard his fingers left marks. He hadn’t even buried half of himself inside her yet, but she was trembling violently, as if her body couldn’t contain something so immense. Her twitching, shuddering frame looked fragile enough to break.
“Ah… hah, no, it won’t… go in any further…”
“There’s still more left.”
“Ah, nnh…”
“I’ve only gone in this far.”
He grabbed Vanessa’s hand and pressed her palm against her flat lower abdomen. Her thin skin bulged slightly, tracing the shape of the thick shaft buried beneath it. When he caught and bit her fingers as she tried to pull away in terror, a startled Vanessa writhed.
Theodore chuckled at how cute she was, but the sound immediately turned into a low, guttural groan. The crushing tightness instantly evaporated what little dignity and patience he had left. Swallowing a curse, he thrust his shaft all the way to her depths in a single motion. His muscular pelvis collided with her slick groin with a wet, lewd slap.
“Ah, hng…”
He slowly exhaled a tight breath. Her inside was fucking incredible. It was similar yet different from the terrible swamp he had vaguely imagined. It boiled like hot cream; her soft, slick, ribbed walls twitched and clamped around him.
Compared to him, her body was excessively small, fragile, and soft. It felt as though she would crumble if he pressed down too hard. Theodore exhaled a hot breath and gripped Vanessa’s waist. Struggling to maintain his sanity, he couldn’t control his strength, leaving red handprints on her fair skin.
Is it alright to hold her this greedily? Will she bruise? She was in so much pain just from me putting it in; what if she gets hurt when I start moving?
Completely oblivious to his struggle, Vanessa was busy panting and trembling. Every time her inner walls clamped down, as if trying to sever the very thing causing her pain, all his senses rushed downward. Theodore swallowed a ragged breath.
Every point of contact was pure stimulation. Each time her softly swollen walls milked his cock, goosebumps broke out along his spine. Sweat dripped down his slick muscles. From his firm neck to his back, chest, and abdomen—as his body grew slicker, his reason crumbled faster. When he instinctively jerked his hips, Vanessa’s voice pitched higher.
“Ah, ah…!”
He caught and pinned her petite hands as they instinctively pushed against his chest. The moment he thrust deep, hot sparks flared before his eyes. Theodore panted heavily. It felt as though the brilliant flash of artillery fire he had once seen from a ship was seeping behind his eyelids.
“Ha.”
Every sensation a man could feel converged on that single point. From his tense, trembling hips and thighs, his supple waist and abdomen, to his throat and the backs of his hands where veins bulged with strain. The firm muscles of his physique connected to his throbbing, heavily veined shaft, pulsing in unison. Trapped within her slick flesh, it repeatedly contracted and swelled. His mind turned to mush at the shockingly sweet, tight sensation.
The moment he thrust deep using only the strength of his hips, lifting her fragile body, Vanessa’s voice began to sound wet. He barely swallowed a groan that threatened to burst out. Once more, and then again.
“Hah, nnh… ah, hng… Ah!”
It felt so good it left him helpless. Everything was too much. A tingling shiver ran down his spine, making him dizzy. His mind went blank from the shockingly sweet, tight sensation.
Casting aside even the pretense of caution, he began to speed up. He pulled back all the way before slamming his hips forward, crushing her swollen inner walls. The feeling of her wet flesh clinging snugly to his thick shaft made him lose all reason.
He grabbed Vanessa’s wantonly bouncing breasts and sucked them deeply, his cheeks hollowing. As he bit her nipple, her slender, trembling waist arched high into the air. Though it was so vulgar, there was not a single thing about it that wasn’t sweet.
He wanted to ask the woman who was frantically swallowing her groans: Why are you different? Why, unlike the others who have lusted after me, are you neither dreadful, boring, nor unpleasant? Why do I crave you like this, as if I were just some ordinary man?
“Ri-River… s-slowly… Ah! Please… hng, ah…!”
Her pleading voice only drove him wilder. He parted Vanessa’s lips and forced his fingers into her mouth. Her pooled saliva trickled down, wetting her lips and chin. Her small tongue, sucking on them instinctively, was hot and wet.
Spitting out a crude curse, he spurred his hips faster. As he thrust wildly, the tip of his glans soon hit something hard. It felt like a new space, or perhaps her interior had swollen so much from extreme arousal that the pressure was bordering on pain.
“Hah, ah, ah! Ah!”
As he ground his hard, blunt crown against her depths, Vanessa let out a shrill cry. Her bouncing waist arched, and she panted, her limbs trembling violently.
Even that sight was so beautiful it made his stomach tighten with a thrill. At the same time, it was just as ominous. Theodore grabbed Vanessa’s pale chin, trembling in the afterglow, and tangled his lips with her wet ones. As he thrust upward, the groan rising from the tip of her tongue was crushed inside his mouth.
A strange sense of possessiveness surged down his spine. He could no longer deny this act, nor the endless primal sensations. Perhaps he had sensed it from the very moment he first saw Vanessa—that one day, this woman would completely ruin his life.
And now, he welcomed it gladly.
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Every time the large man moved on top of her, her body fluttered helplessly.