Chapter 69. A Fiery Wedding Night
A Fiery Wedding Night
"Haah... haah..."
Lucian's ragged breaths brushed against Rachel's nape. Though he had just ejaculated, his body showed no signs of cooling down as he pressed against her once more, almost as if pinning her beneath him.
"Kiss... me."
Rachel, her face flushed, parted her lips. Though the pain and shock of her first experience hadn't fully faded, the instinct to confirm her husband's love surged forward.
Lucian captured her lips in a deep kiss.
Sluurp, schluup.
Their tongues tangled, saliva mixing thickly between them. Lucian nipped at her lower lip, sucking it lightly before devouring her breath as if he wanted to consume it entirely.
Meanwhile, his lower half began moving again.
His still-hard cock, slick with blood and semen, prodded at the entrance of Rachel's pussy.
"Huh...? I thought... you were done...?"
Rachel's eyes widened in surprise, but Lucian only smirked.
"Hm? We haven't even started yet."
Gripping her hips, he pushed in slowly this time—deliberately, heavily.
Sshlluck—
"Ahhhnnn...!"
Rachel's head tipped back.
Unlike the first penetration, this time, the massive shaft filled her stretched passage completely. Alongside the lingering sting of her torn hymen came a deep, overwhelming fullness that seemed to press against her very core.
Lucian held his breath.
The walls of Rachel's pussy clenched around him, unlike anything he'd ever felt before. He'd had countless women, but this sensation was entirely new.
It wasn't the artificial slickness of magic or lubrication.
Rachel's inner walls were like scorching velvet—each tiny ridge alive, scraping against the veins of his cock as if trying to dig into them.
Too tight. Too elastic.
When he pushed in, she gripped him like a vice, refusing to let go. When he pulled back, she sucked him in as if creating a vacuum.
It writhed like a living creature, gnawing away at his sanity.
"Nngh... it still hurts... go slower, please..."
Rachel pleaded, but the searing, tight heat of her walls made it impossible for Lucian to hold onto reason any longer.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Slam!
"Ahh! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Rachel's cries burst forth as Lucian picked up speed.
"Ahh, it hurts! Lucian! Be gentler—ahh!"
His furious cock ruthlessly rubbed against the tender flesh of her freshly breached pussy.
Tears welled in Rachel's eyes as she bit her lip, her fingers digging into Lucian's broad shoulders. The conflicting urges—to push him away from the pain and pull him closer from desire—clashed violently within her.
"Just... just a little... softer... ngh! Ah!"
"Haah... Rachel... your pussy is insane.
I could fuck you every day and never get enough."
Not exactly the kind of sweet talk one expected on their wedding night, but Rachel's heart swelled at his words regardless.
Her nightgown, disheveled from their frenzied lovemaking, revealed the full swell of her breasts, heaving with each breath.
Lucian leaned down, gripping one in his hand.
A treasure hidden beneath her wedding dress.
Her skin was so pale it almost hurt to look at, but her areolas had darkened from arousal, spreading wider than usual, their color shifting from soft peach to a deep, rosy pink.
His rough thumb traced the edge of one.
Unlike the smooth skin of her breast, the surface of her areola was textured with tiny bumps, each one making Rachel shiver as they brushed against his fingerprints.
"Ahnn...!"
And at the center—a stiff, dusky pink nipple.
Once soft, it had hardened under his attention, standing taut like a ripe raspberry.
A bead of clear fluid glistened at the tip, dew-like.
"So pretty. Feels like you'd burst if I touch you too much."
Lucian pinched the nipple between his fingers.
Instead of twisting, he rubbed the stiff peak rapidly between his knuckles.
"Nghh! Ah... my nipple... feels weird...!"
The hardened bud rolled between his fingers, sending sharp currents of pleasure shooting down Rachel's spine, straight to where Lucian's cock was buried inside her.
He lowered his head.
His hot breath spilled over her taut areola.
Lick.
"Eeek!"
His broad tongue dragged over the entire surface, the rough texture scraping against every ridge and bump.
Schlurp, schlup.
Then his lips closed around the nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth.
Like a vacuum, his cheeks hollowed as he pulled, stretching the sensitive peak until it throbbed.
Inside the warm, wet cavern of his mouth, his tongue flicked at the tip like a spinning top.
"Ahh... Lucian... too much... it feels like it'll tear off...!"
Rachel clutched at his hair, but pleasure had long since overtaken pain.
Lucian bared his teeth.
Gently—so gently—he bit down on the stiff bud before releasing it.
"Aahn!"
"Haah, you taste sweet. Your nipple's delicious."
He didn't let go of the spit-slick peak, tormenting it with little flicks of his tongue.
The swollen, reddened nipple had become so sensitive that even the slightest touch made her tremble.
Each suck made her womb clench, her inner walls tightening around Lucian's cock as if her breasts and core were connected by a single taut string.
"More... do it more... my nipple... feels so good..."
Rachel pushed her chest further into his mouth, completely surrendering to this beastly affection.
At the same time, a flood of arousal gushed from her pussy.
Lucian began moving his hips faster.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Ahn! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Unlike their first stiff, awkward coupling, Rachel's body now responded pliantly, burning hot.
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
The sounds grew even lewder.
The wet, sticky noise of semen, blood, and her own slickness mixing together.
"Nghh! Ah, ngh! Ahh! Aaah!"
Rachel's moans of pleasure and pained whimpers from her torn flesh spilled from her lips in tandem.
Her pupils dilated, drool trailing from the corner of her mouth.
Lucian, too, was at his limit. His brain felt like it would explode from pleasure.
"Haah, haah, haah, haah!"
He panted roughly.
It was strange. Even without ejaculating, an overwhelming pleasure—like the kind women experienced during orgasm—burned through his skull, relentlessly pushing him higher.
'This... is too much even for me...'
No Clean Magic. No Sperm Retrieval Magic.
Just the raw scent, taste, heat—pure, unfiltered coupling.
The primal stimulation traveled up his spine, paralyzing the very center of his climax.
"Ugh...!"
It hit before he could even register the build-up.
The moment her inner walls clenched around his tip, his urethra spasmed open against his will.
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
"AHHH!!"
With Rachel's scream, Lucian collapsed on top of her.
An automatic ejaculation.
Not a controlled release, but a dam bursting, semen pouring out in thick, unrelenting waves.
"Nnnghh!!"
Rachel's eyes rolled back as she felt the hot, heavy flood fill her once more.
Her womb pulsed with the overwhelming fullness, a violent orgasm crashing over her. Her legs trembled uncontrollably, toes curling into the sheets.
After what felt like an eternity, Lucian lifted his head with a dazed expression.
Still half-hard, he tried to pull out to inspect himself.
Sshlluck—
"No!"
Rachel suddenly clung to him, wrapping her legs around his waist to keep him inside.
"Don't let it spill... keep it in me..."
Though her gaze was unfocused, the possessiveness and maternal instinct in her eyes were unmistakable.
Lucian chuckled darkly before pressing close again.
His cock, still buried inside her, twitched, radiating unspent heat.
After a long moment of lying atop her, Lucian rolled onto his back.
Rachel stared blankly at the ceiling, still riding the aftershocks.
"Rachel... did it feel good?"
"Yes... it hurt, but it was amazing. I think... I'm going to get pregnant. What should we name our baby?"
Lucian let out an amused snort. To think she'd jump straight to pregnancy after her first time—his bride was so innocent, so eager.
"Pregnancy doesn't happen that easily."
"Hmph! I can feel it. I know I'm going to get pregnant."
"You need to do it often—a lot—to raise the chances."
"Then let's do it again."
Rachel said it without hesitation. Lucian stared at her in disbelief. Her hymen had been torn mere minutes ago.
"Little lady, you've gone wild after getting broken in. You should rest—it must be exhausting."
Uncharacteristically considerate for him. Normally, he would have gone all night, but he didn't want their long-awaited wedding night to be nothing but pain for her.
"No. I can take it. I'm going to make up for all the waiting today."
"Hm? I'm the one who waited."
Blushing, Rachel threw off the covers and crawled between his legs.
"I've... wanted to try this."
Carefully, she took his half-hard cock in both hands.
[Images: Chapter 69 - Illustrations 1-12]