Chapter 24. The Beaten Woman.
Two thick slabs of flesh kept grinding and slathering against each other, slick and relentless. Grace was lost in the kiss with her captain, her mind a delirious haze. Fuck, it feels so good. So fucking good. It was a kiss with the man she loved. Of course it couldn't feel anything but perfect. And this passionate, all-consuming one at that. To think the dignified, noble captain would suck on her mouth and tongue like he was trying to draw out her very soul—
This was a first for her. She'd never dreamed a kiss could drive someone this insane. Her breath caught, her vision went white. Schlurp, smooch, slurp, sluuuurp. They clung to each other, lips locked, until her cheeks and chin were drenched in saliva.
Finally, they broke apart. Hah, hah. Grace's usual haughty expression was gone, replaced by a dazed, unraveling one as she panted and gazed at her captain with utter adoration. There he was—the face of the man she respected and loved. Without thinking, she peppered his jaw and cheeks with soft kisses. He was just too lovable to resist.
"Sorry, I'm sorry. I'll take my punishment later. I'll take it all, I promise. Just this once, let me do this. Okay? It's fine, right, Captain?"
Before he could even answer, Grace showered him with more kisses. Then, suddenly, Ji-hyuk's hand shot forward, roughly grabbing the healer's ample breast. Ah—. It was the signal that he was done holding back, ready to devour her. No more of the gentle touches he'd used so far. In bed, her captain wasn't a saint—he was a tyrant.
And Grace was fine with that. More than fine. She was happy to be ravaged however he wanted. This body had been saved by his hands, after all. From here on, it was his to use as he pleased.
The hero's hand quickly found her nipple, pinching it between thumb and forefinger and twisting hard.
"Aaahk—!"
Ji-hyuk smirked faintly. Seeing him pleased made her happy too.
"Wanna keep going?"
Grace nodded without a word, her eyes misty and yearning.
"Then strip."
The chain-smoking healer slid off the bed and unbuttoned her nightgown one by one. Her heart pounded wildly at the thought of him seeing her naked. The lacy gown slipped to the floor with a soft thud. She slowly peeled off her underwear too. Soon, she stood there in all her pale, bare glory.
The foul-mouthed healer covered her breasts and crotch with her arms—that was the last shred of her shame, like a fig leaf.
Ji-hyuk stripped off his clothes on the bed, tossing them carelessly aside. His cock swung free, heavy and dangling.
—! Grace's face burned hot; she dropped her gaze. She'd glimpsed it once before, but seeing it again... it was huge. ...Reig's was only half that size, I think. Sorry, Reig. I'm so sorry...
Guilt stabbed her chest. Suddenly, she couldn't move toward the bed. Her feet wouldn't budge.
So Ji-hyuk got off the bed and stood before her, towering. Ah—. The limp snake hung below. She turned her head left. But the hero grabbed her chin, forcing her gaze up to meet his. Their lips met again. She welcomed his invading tongue sweetly. The guilt faded into mist.
Now she was too far gone to turn back. Her arms fell away, wrapping around his waist. When the deep kiss ended, they stared straight into each other's eyes.
"You said keep going, right?"
Grace hesitated this time. But she nodded. In the same instant, the hero seized her arms and flipped her onto the bed.
Ah—! With her shoulders splayed wide and the muscular hero looming over her, an overwhelming pressure crashed against her fragile body. Especially that monstrous weapon dangling at his groin.
He climbed onto the bed and mounted her. Then the caressing began. Amid fierce kisses, his tongue roamed every inch of her. It sucked at her nape before sliding down to her breasts. He squeezed them hard with both hands, latching onto her stiff nipples and sucking slurp slurp.
She lost her mind at his expert touch. She'd never imagined sex could be like this. Or that foreplay lasted this long. With Reig, it had only happened three times—awkward and embarrassing each time. The first penetration had even hurt badly. But they'd endured for love. It was more spiritual comfort than pleasure.
...So to her, sex hadn't seemed like a big deal.
...But this was different. Mental satisfaction, physical ecstasy, guilt over her dead lover—they twisted together inside her, battering her senseless. Moans spilled from her lips unbidden.
The captain was nothing like Reig. He knew exactly how to make a woman feel good. It scared her a little—he was beyond what she'd known. Reig had never sucked her breasts, just awkwardly kneaded them a few times.
But the captain methodically conquered her body, step by step. Now he started chewing her nipples, gnaw gnaw.
Aaup—! Grace reacted violently. He bit her breast too, hard enough to leave marks, then flicked the nipple with his tongue. He toyed with both tits—biting, chewing, sucking. Just that had her breathing ragged already.
His face moved lower, tracing her slim waist to her mound. She wasn't very hairy down there.
"Spread your legs."
Grace parted them slowly. Her hidden pussy came into view. Ji-hyuk was surprised at how pristine it looked for a woman who'd had a lover, even if he was dead. Shape, color—perfect, like new. Virgin-tight.
...Suits me fine.
He buried his face in her crotch. Fresh from a bath, a sweet, lewd scent hit his nose.
"Captain, not there...!"
A virgin-like reaction, uncharacteristic of her. Reig must never have gone this far. Ji-hyuk decided to erase the guy from her mind completely. No more melodrama about a dead ex now that they'd come this far.
Her inexperience was obvious. Reig must've been a total dud. He started sucking her pussy slurp slurp.
Huuuuhp—! Her reaction was explosive. Her ass twitched repeatedly.
"Hold your legs tight."
Her flailing legs were annoying. Panting, Grace pulled her knees to her chest, locking her arms around them. Ji-hyuk dove back in, sucking her pussy like mad. Overwhelmed by the pleasure, she writhed and moaned nonstop.
"Aup, ahhuk, ahk, ahng, ang, aup, aaaah, ahk."
Her juices started leaking. Ji-hyuk pulled back and slid his middle finger into her slowly.
——!! "Huuuuh...!"
Her walls clenched his finger tight. He wiggled it slowly, then circled, gradually widening. She bucked wildly.
"Haaaaah, uuuk, ahng...!"
Her hips and ass jerked. The haughty smoker's face was a mess of submissive ecstasy, tongue lolling as she moaned like a bitch in heat. No trace of Reig anywhere.
Ji-hyuk withdrew his finger and crawled forward on his knees. Seeing his erect cock, Grace's eyes widened. Th-that's going in...? Will it fit? Really? Fuck, it's gonna rip me...
...Reig wasn't anywhere near this big. Comparing her old lover to the captain felt pathetic. She'd known it was bigger soft, but hard? A monster.
A chill of tension ran down her spine.
"Spread your pussy with your hands."
Crude words from the captain's mouth. Ah—. Her heart thundered oddly. She reached down and pulled her labia wide.
"Relax. It'll all fit."
He said it like he already knew her fears. Just those words eased her somehow. Hah hah hah. She panted, staring as the massive cock approached. Huge, even now. Reig had hurt plenty, but this...?
The hot pillar touched her entrance. Ah. Ji-hyuk gripped it and rubbed up and down. The tip kissed her clit, making her jolt with each uk.
This felt different from Reig. Her body melted deeper.
"Going in. Relax."
He aimed and pushed slowly.
——!! Hup...! Her back arched instantly. The massive, heavy intrusion was worlds apart from her dead lover. Fear hit her. Something was wrong.
"W-wait, ah, uuk, hold on, aa, Captain, this, uk, too, aaa...!"
Her head thrashed. Fuck, too big. Tearing. For real. Ah. Too big. Fuck. Aaa, this fucking..., aaaa, aaaa...!
"Aaaaaah...!"
As it thrust deep, she squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth. Overwhelming presence. Nothing like Reig. Aa, sorry Reig, sorryyy...!
She'd taken another man's cock. Guilt pounded her. But it didn't last. The hot, massive fullness down there pushed Reig away. It kept burrowing deeper.
Aa——!! She lifted her head to check—half still out. Horror.
"Captain...! No more, it won't—aauuup...!"
Ji-hyuk didn't force it. He rocked gently, loosening her. Even slight movement made lewd squelch squelch sounds at their join.
"Uk, uk, up, up."
Despite the size, pain was minimal—replaced by pleasure. Pure physical bliss, spreading like wildfire across a dry plain.
"A, ak, ng, ang, uk, uk, ahk."
Sweet moans escaped. It sank deeper: half, quarter-half, root-deep.
————!!! It hit untouched depths, prodding insistently. Her moans turned to screams.
"Ak, aup, ak, a, uk, Captain, gentle, please, a, a bit, a, ak, p, uk...!"
She felt like a virgin. Sex wasn't supposed to be this—this deep, this invasive. Her past with Reig? Child's play. No, no, Reig too, Reig too...! She fought to preserve the memories. But each deep thrust blurred them. No, Reig, sorry, not like this, you were good too, but this is bigger, too big, hitting so deep...!
Guilt tore at her, but pleasure smothered it. The captain claimed spots Reig never reached. This wasn't painful like before. Her body screamed in ecstasy for his cock.
"Ak, ang, ang, ang, ahng, ahang, ang, ang."
The hero thrust harder. Tingling waves numbed her mind. Rei, re, a, Reig, a, a, this, this feels too good, so goooood, Captain's cock, too good...
Ji-hyuk put extra care into this fuck. Time to rip that dead bastard from her balls. He held back his orgasm, determined to brand it into her brain. She reacted strongest to deep cervical hits—most women hurt there, but she moaned louder. Talent. He'd suspected from her spanking request; now confirmed.
He slapped her breast smack.
"Ahk—!"
Her eyes begged for more. He smacked the other.
"Hahk—!"
He pressed close, yanking her legs higher so her ass tilted up. Perfect angle. He slammed down thwack thwack, his weight amplifying the force.
—————!!!!
"Aaak, ak, ap, ang, ak, heup, huuk, ahk, hak, ak, ap, aaak—!"
Screams tore from her. She was losing it. Pain mingled with rapture on every impact. Pleasure assaulted her relentlessly. Good, good, good, so fucking good, fuck, more, more, thrust harder, deeeeper, yesss——!!
No thoughts of her dead lover. Just raw bodily bliss consuming her.
Captain, Captaaain, yes, yes, more, more, love sex, fuck me harder with that cockkk——!!!
Ji-hyuk unleashed every trick, ravaging every inch of her hole. He showed her what a real dick felt like. Smack smack smack smack. Sweat-slick flesh slapped. Squelch squelch squeeeelch. Her gushing juices amplified the filth.
"Ang, ang, ang, ang, ang, ang, ang—!"
Screams sweetened to moans. She was going mad with pleasure. Her hands gripped his hot, hard muscles. He looked even more lovable.
Ji-hyuk leaned in for a sloppy kiss. Their saliva mixed and poured down her throat. She swallowed it like sweet nectar.
Time for him to finish. He pounded savagely. Moans turned to screams again.
"Ak, ak, ak, ak, ak, ak, ak, ak—!"
The screams cut off as her pussy clenched shuuuuck. Her toes pointed straight, back arching. Ji-hyuk yanked out, spraying thick white ropes across her sweat-drenched belly.
Hoo hoo hoo. He panted briefly, looking down at the limp, chain-smoking healer. Sweat-soaked, gasping, eyes unfocused on him—she looked like she'd found life's ultimate high.
More acrid than smoke roiling in her chest, sharper than a gamble's thrill, richer than the deepest liquor—it intoxicated her. Ecstatic sex. It erased her torments, if only for a moment. That lightness, that buzz—she could never forget it.
Sorry, Reig. I, I... I love this. Too much. Can't go back. Sex is too good. The best in the world...
The pleasure Reig couldn't give, the captain had hammered into her fiercely. Everything about it was perfect. All of it.
...Better than Reig.