Chapter 132. Princess Catherine's First Time (5)
"No... Ugh, just do it. I can take it."
When the princess gave the expected answer, Lucian pressed his lips to her sweat-drenched forehead and patiently repeated shallow thrusts.
The virgin blood flowing from the torn wound at her entrance, Catherine's sweet love juices, and Lucian's pre-ejaculate gradually mixed to form an excellent natural lubricant.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Ah! Ugh, ah, aah!"
As time passed, Catherine's pain slowly subsided, replaced by a heavy sensation of fullness.
Noticing her expression relaxing slightly, Lucian subtly adjusted the angle of his hips. Tilting the tip of his cock upward slightly, he pushed in.
Plop!
"Hiiiiik!!"
The head of his cock precisely scraped against the sensitive, bumpy spot on the upper wall of her passage—her G-spot.
In that instant, Catherine's back arched like a fish out of water, as if electrocuted.
"Ah! Aah! Count! T-there! Aaaah!"
The pained whimpers from moments ago vanished completely. Her voice transformed utterly under the electrifying pleasure that seemed to strike directly at her brain.
Slap! Creak! Slap! Creak!
As Lucian maintained the angle and relentlessly rubbed against that sensitive spot, Catherine lost all reason and convulsed.
"Huaaang! Ugh! It's weird! My head's going... white... Uwaaah!"
The pain disappeared without a trace. The virgin's tight, rigid passage had now transformed into the perfect organ to receive overwhelming pleasure.
Catherine's inner walls writhed madly, trying to swallow Lucian's manhood whole.
Driven wild by this incredible tightness, Lucian attempted to rotate his hips, grinding his cock like a millstone to widen her narrow passage slightly.
Squelch—
"Aaaaah! It hurts! It hurts, I'm tearing! Count, ugh!"
Though she had somewhat adjusted to the straight thrusts, the massive pillar's rotation and expansion inside made her tight walls scream as they stretched.
When Catherine pushed against Lucian's chest, tears scattering, he thought, Maybe this is still too much for her, and quickly stopped rotating, returning to straight thrusts.
"Sorry, I'm sorry. I'll be gentler now."
Creak, creak. Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
Now, Lucian began ravaging her insides with varied rhythms.
Teasing her with shallow, rapid thrusts at the entrance, then—just as she gasped—plunging deep to the hilt, slamming against her womb.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! ...More... Ah! Aaah! It's touching, my womb... Ugh!"
Catherine had long since shed any pretense of noble princess decorum.
She spread her legs wide, wrapping them tightly around Lucian's thick waist, lifting her hips to force his manhood even deeper inside her.
"Haa... Haa... Princess, are you really a virgin? To writhe so lewdly..."
"Ah, ugh... You... You made me like this... Hah, ah! It's good, so good..."
Catherine seemed to instinctively know how to drive a man wild.
Despite lingering pain, she endlessly spilled moans drenched in pleasure.
Squelch! Squelch! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
"Ugh! Ah! Aah! Aaaah!"
The violent sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the transparent magic barrier.
Lucian's pistoning grew faster, rougher. His rock-hard abs slapped against Catherine's sweat-slicked stomach.
Catherine's ample breasts swayed mercilessly with each impact, her pink nipples cutting through the air.
"Ah! Ah! Count! More... more! Deeper! Aaah!"
Their excitement escalated. Their ragged breaths mingled, and Catherine's tight passage melted into a slick mess of heat and pleasure. The peak was rising unbearably close.
Lucian felt the thin thread of his reason finally snap.
The tight, searing walls of the virgin clamping around him, and the princess beneath him panting as she took him whole—it perfectly awakened his beastly instincts.
Forgetting entirely that this was her first time, he unleashed his suppressed strength and began thrusting violently.
Thrust!! Thrust!! Squelch!! Squelch!! Squelch!!
"Aaah! Hng! Ugh! Ugh! Ah!"
Uncontrollable screams and sobs burst from Catherine's lips as the fierce friction overwhelmed her.
Thick tears streamed down her cheeks, but they were no longer from pain.
An unbearable tidal wave of pleasure crashed over her mind, tears of ecstasy spilling from sensations beyond physical limits.
"Haa... Princess, the way you squeeze... It's driving me mad...!"
Lucian's hips mercilessly slammed into her. Her ample breasts swayed wildly, and her sweat-drenched black hair scattered messily over the dress.
"Ugh! Ah! Count! It's so hot inside! Aaah! I'm going crazy again!"
"Let's go together, Catherine!"
In the throes of extreme excitement, Lucian forgot honorifics and cried her name.
The moment his massive head hammered against her cervix, Catherine's eyes rolled back, her entire body tensing like a drawn bowstring.
"Kyaaaaaa!!"
With her desperate scream, her virgin walls convulsed madly, squeezing his cock like a vise. At the same time, pushed to his limit by the overwhelming tightness, Lucian threw his head back and roared.
"Grrruuuuh!!"
Splurt!! Gush! Glug! Glug! Glug!
Boiling-hot semen erupted from Lucian's shaft, pouring into the deepest recesses of Catherine's womb like a waterfall.
"Hiiik... Ugh... Aaah..."
Trembling under the heavy, searing heat filling her belly, Catherine rode the aftershocks of her climax.
The overwhelming fullness and possessiveness of her beloved's seed filling her deepest place seemed to bind even her soul.
After spending what felt like an eternity emptying himself, Lucian gasped for air and began slowly pulling out.
"No... Count..."
Catherine urgently wrapped her legs around his waist, locking him in place, and clung to his neck with her arms.
"Stay like this... Hold me like this for a while. Don't pull out yet..."
Lucian chuckled and stopped moving, carefully distributing his weight over her sweat-slicked body. His chest lightly pressed against her erect nipples.
Still connected, they panted heavily, feeling each other's heartbeat. The dressing room was thick with their mingled scents and the musky fragrance of chestnut flowers.
Once their breathing steadied slightly, Lucian brushed her damp cheek and teased,
"Princess, are you really a virgin? I've never seen a virgin beg to be fucked harder and deeper."
Blushing at his joke, Catherine pounded his chest with her fists.
"No! When did I say harder? I said deeper!"
"Still the first virgin to ask for deeper. You've got talent, Princess. You're too good at this."
"Hmph... I don't know! I just... said it to please you."
"Heh, is that so? Well, it was amazing. With you being so eager, I got even more excited than usual."
When Lucian tenderly kissed her forehead, Catherine nuzzled against him before suddenly looking up with a determined gaze.
"Count... You didn't... use contraception, right? No magic?"
"......"
Cold sweat trickled down Lucian's back.
At the moment of climax, he had instinctively almost activated his secret technique—Sperm Retrieval Magic—but restrained his mana, granting her wish and filling her with his seed raw.
Afraid she might notice his brief hesitation—and the fact he'd nearly undone the act—he averted his eyes slightly and answered,
"Ah... Yes..."
Lucian had no choice but to agree. The moment he confirmed it, joy and dark desire flickered in Catherine's eyes.
"Ah, good. Count, let's do it once more."
Lucian's eyes widened at her bold request.
"Princess, are you sure? It's your first time—isn't this too much? You must be swollen down there..."
"It's hard, but I want to do it once more. Fill me even fuller with your seed."
Provoked by Catherine's brazen challenge, Lucian's resting cock twitched back to life inside her, veins bulging.
"Haa... If that's what the princess wants."
Squelch—
As he pulled out, a flood of pink-tinged white liquid mixed with virgin blood gushed out.
Catherine's virgin pussy clenched regretfully at the entrance, still holding his remaining seed inside.