Chapter 90. Countess Victoria's First Time (3)
Countess Victoria's First Time (3)
Lucian snapped back to his senses at Victoria's desperate whisper.
It became the catalyst that ignited his sadistic urges.
"You're wet enough. I'd love to taste you here, but... I'll give you something better."
Lucian rose from between Victoria's legs and loomed over her.
His massive shadow completely engulfed her slender frame.
Bracing himself on his arms, he brought his face so close to hers that their noses nearly touched.
"...!!"
Victoria gasped.
Lucian's eyes—those usually cold, composed crimson orbs—were gone.
In their place was the gaze of a beast consumed by desire. The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and the fire burning within them flickered savagely, like a starving predator.
Overwhelming bloodlust and raw lust. A shiver ran down Victoria's spine, her skin prickling with goosebumps.
"My Lord... you're scaring me..."
Instinctively, she tried to shrink back and crawl away.
But Lucian gave her no chance to escape.
"Stay still."
With one hand, he gripped his own monstrous erection—already throbbing and twitching as if ready to burst—tightly.
The massive pillar of flesh, veins writhing like earthworms beneath the skin.
Lucian pressed the scorching tip of his cock against Victoria's dripping entrance, already glistening with her arousal.
Foreplay was over.
Crushing her hips beneath his weight, Lucian used the momentum of his waist to thrust upward in one brutal motion.
Squelch—!!!
"AAAAAH—!!!"
A scream tore through the forest's silence.
Victoria's eyes rolled back, her vision whiting out from the sudden, overwhelming shock.
It felt like a thick iron stake had been driven straight through her core.
Though her walls were slick with arousal, her virgin passage clenched desperately against the intrusion, fighting with all its might to resist.
But the delicate pink barrier guarding her entrance couldn't withstand Lucian's merciless assault.
With a wet pop, it tore apart.
A sharp pain flared as her hymen ruptured, the forced stretch of tender flesh screaming in protest.
The thick head of his cock forced its way deeper, stretching her narrow passage beyond its limits. The inner walls, once folded in delicate ridges, were now pulled taut, threatening to tear under the strain.
"H-Hiiik!!... Ugh!... Hnngg—!"
Victoria couldn't even breathe properly.
Lucian didn't stop. He kept pushing deeper.
A crushing pressure, as if her insides were being shoved upward.
Then—thud.
The solid tip of his cock collided with the deepest part of her, the entrance to her womb, and finally came to a halt.
A perfect—and cruel—penetration.
"Haah... haah... So tight. Unbearably tight."
Lucian steadied his breathing, feeling Victoria's walls clamp around him like a vice, as if trying to sever his cock in half.
Though her virgin blood served as lubrication, the tightness was beyond imagination.
Savoring the suffocating pressure, he immediately began moving his hips.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
"Ah! Ah! It hurts! It hurts! Stop!"
With every brutal withdrawal and slam forward, Victoria's body jolted, her back scraping against the grass.
The sensations inside her pussy were pure hell.
A searing burn, as if her flesh were being scorched.
Each time his massive cock dragged against her tender walls like sandpaper, the torn remnants of her hymen screamed in agony.
But what terrified her most was the sheer size.
The horrifying realization that her lower half had been stretched beyond its limits—that it might never close properly again.
The sensation of something hot, hard, and enormous filling her belly, stirring her insides at will, drove her to the brink of madness.
Squelch, squelch, squish, slap, squelch, squelch.
"Ah! It hurts! Hngh! Ugh! Hnng!"
The obscenely wet sounds mixed with Victoria's sobs, echoing through the forest.
A cacophony of blood, arousal, Lucian's pre-cum, and the cries she choked out between gasps of pain.
"Ah! Hngh!... My Lord... ah!! It's... it's too big!... I'm tearing apart!!"
Victoria clawed at Lucian's arms, resisting.
But he didn't stop. If anything, her reactions only fueled his sadism, driving him to move even faster.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Ah! Hngh! S-Stop!! Ughh—!"
He grabbed her legs, spreading them wider, using his full weight to hammer into her womb.
Victoria's hair tangled in the grass beneath her, her pretty dress crumpled and ridden up, exposing her pale stomach.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Ah! Ah! Hnng! Inside... it's too...! Aaah!"
There was no sign of the pain turning to pleasure.
Not yet. The agony of her first time was still too raw, too vivid.
Victoria shook her head violently, tears streaming down her face.
"It hurts... it hurts... please... stop... ughh!"
She wailed like a trapped deer, shoving at Lucian's chest.
"Stop it!! I said it hurts!!"
Her desperate scream reverberated through the trees.
Finally, Lucian's frenzied movements came to an abrupt halt.
"Haah... haah..."
Panting heavily, he looked down at Victoria, pinned beneath him.
Her face was streaked with tears and sweat, twisted in fear.
The crimson fire in Lucian's eyes slowly faded back to their usual hue.
The trembling of her inner walls, still tightly wrapped around him, sent vibrations straight up his cock.
Lucian froze.
He realized something had gone terribly wrong.
A chill ran down his spine as he saw the vivid red liquid seeping from where they were joined.
This is...? Did I... push her too hard?
Real blood was flowing from Victoria's entrance—a lot of it.
Lucian's face paled in an instant. The horror of realizing he'd hurt the woman he loved in his blind lust crashed over him.
"Vic—? No... Ella! What the hell...? Are you really in that much pain? You're bleeding...!"
Overcome with guilt, he carefully pulled her into his arms as she sobbed into her hands.
"Ughh... My Lord... you're too much..."
"I'm sorry, Ella... I got too carried away. I acted like an animal. Let's stop and get you to a healer."
Just as he moved to lift her, Ella suddenly jerked her head up.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she whispered in his ear—her tone completely different now.
"My Lord... what did I say to you before we started?"
"Huh...? Ah, that it hurt... that you wanted me to stop... I'm sorry, Ella."
"No! The first thing! I told you not to call me 'Ella'!!"
Blue sparks practically flew from her eyes. The pitiful, tearful heroine from moments ago had vanished without a trace.
"Uh... huh...?"
Lucian blinked in confusion.
Wait... is the roleplay not over yet?
"But you're bleeding... I need to think about your body..."
At his worried words, Ella let out an exasperated sigh.
"Ugh... do you have any idea how much effort I put into this? Are you really going to ruin it now?
I had I-seo help me store some fresh menstrual blood in cold storage a while ago. This is that. It's fake blood."
"...What?"
The Count was speechless.
No matter how much she wanted to recreate the day she lost her virginity, storing her own menstrual blood just to pour it out now? The sheer dedication and preparation was absurd.
When the hell did she even pour it? While I was thrusting into her?
And it wasn't even fake blood?
This was a performance only Ella could pull off—utterly outrageous.
"And do you really think I'd get hurt from this after taking your massive cock so many times? You think my pussy is that weak?"
Ella planted her hands on her hips, scolding him.
"Honestly, don't kill the mood like this. Pull yourself together. The atmosphere was perfect."
"Uh... yeah... sorry."
Even though he was the one who'd been worried, and he hadn't actually done anything wrong, Lucian still found himself shrinking under her glare.
"Then—"
Ella cut him off, pressing her lips to his.
Nipping at his earlobe, she whispered the most primal spell to reignite his desire.
"Just... do whatever you want. Unlimited creampies in this virgin pussy—no contraception. Until I'm pregnant."
"Oof!"
With those words, Lucian's cock twitched back to full hardness.
This was the real event Ella had prepared.
Lucian draped himself over Victoria once more.
His massive erection was still buried deep inside her.
"Ughh... ughh... it hurts... please pull out... please."
Victoria sobbed pitifully, pushing at his chest. Her tearful act was worthy of a lead role at the Academy.
Keeping himself sheathed inside her, Lucian leaned down and kissed her sweat-damp forehead soothingly.
"Shh... it's okay. It hurts for everyone at first."
His voice was gentle, but his lower half was anything but.
"If I push through the pain just this once... it'll start feeling good soon. I promise."
"Ughh... My Lord... you'll take responsibility for me now... right?"
Victoria looked up at him with tearful eyes—the gaze of a girl who'd lost her innocence, filled with uncertainty and dependence.
"Of course. You're mine now. My woman, as precious as my own life."
"Hnng... ugh... okay..."
Seemingly comforted by his vow, Victoria relaxed slightly, melting into his embrace.
But with every exhale of relief, the situation inside her shifted drastically.
Each time she whimpered, the walls gripping Lucian's cock squeezed tighter, more rhythmically.
Haah... this is maddening.
Lucian closed his eyes, savoring the sensations within her.
Unlike the slick entrance, soaked with virgin blood and arousal, the depths of her pussy were like a molten furnace.
Countless folds wrapped around the head of his cock like living creatures, stroking his length as if coaxing him deeper.
It was as if hundreds of tiny lips clung to him, whispering,
Don't go... come deeper.
The pulse he felt where his tip pressed against her cervix sent jolts straight to his brain.
"Victoria, for a virgin, your pussy is too
lewd. It's squeezing my cock like it's trying to milk me dry. Can you feel it too?"
When Lucian flexed his cock inside her tight passage, Victoria turned her flushed face away with a whimper.
"Hnng, I don't know!... Ahh..."
Her inner walls rippled relentlessly, sucking and squeezing his length as if determined to wring every drop from him.
Like a milking machine, the sheer suction threatened to pull his cum out even if he stayed still.
I might cum just like this...
Lucian could already feel the pressure building along his spine.
The simultaneous thrill of pleasure and the danger of surrendering before he'd even properly fucked her overwhelmed him.
He didn't want to leave this tight, scorching prison—yet at the same time, he was seized by the urge to ravage it mercilessly.
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