The Demon Lord's Bride (BL)
Chapter 196: No amount of adult conversation could prepare me for this (M)

Chapter 196: No amount of adult conversation could prepare me for this (M)

"I’m sorry, sweetheart," he told me, all the while his fingers actively plunging in and out of me.

"H-huh?"

"I think I’ll have to make you come first," he said with an apologetic smile. "So you can relax more."

I pressed my lips. I really wanted to come with him inside of me today, but...in the end, I nodded reluctantly. "Okay..."

He chuckled and started to kiss me. It was a sign of fast and brutal onslaughts in my hole. His hands move faster, further, wider, as if carving a path on my channel. As he did so, he also made sure to press into my prostate, making me gasp and moan into his mouth, hips twisting at every shooting pleasure that got my skin heating up.

"Natha--Natha!" I grasped his shoulder and tried to push him away. "I...I think it’s alright now, y-you can--!"

My words were lost in the series of moans I let out the next second, as Natha pressed hard on my prostate and my eyes flickered in a familiar explosion of pleasure. I whimpered against his shoulder as my abdomen was covered in a sticky substance, and I was still holding tight to him later, even after his fingers retreated.

He kissed my temple, and whispered soothing words. I felt like he gave me a warning or something, because in the next moment, I was filled again. Slowly...slowly...he pushed steadily while opening my leg wide.

"Ah..." I felt it went further and gasped. The resistance was still there, the fullness getting further and further until it stalled. I looked down with bated breath, asking cautiously. "Is...is it all?"

Natha did not answer. He just smiled and caressed my cheek, bringing my face upward as he leaned down to kiss me. I vaguely felt his hips move and pulling out slowly, the tip dragging along the wall and pressing on that spot that made me gasp into the kiss. He moved until only the tip was inside, and then--

"Hnngh!!"

He plunged inside all at once and no--it wasn’t all earlier. It went further, deeper, and I could finally feel his cold skin against my ass as his tip pressed on every place that got me shuddering--places I had no idea existed, deep inside me.

"Ahh..." he let out a contended sigh while I tried to suppress my scream. The sudden flaring pain and the shooting pleasure mingled and messed with my head. Clawing at his skin and arching my back, all I could see was the blur of my glazing tears. "Sweetheart, are you okay?"

Am I okay? Am I? I had no idea!

I took a deep breath while clawing at him desperately. It was a sensation that I had never felt before. It was so different from the pain I had felt all over my life, and it was so different from the pleasure I had experienced before. I was hot, he was cold, it was bizarre.

It was wonderful.

"Sweetheart," he called again, stopped moving to wait for my reaction.

I swallowed hard, feeling a little bit choked on my saliva, trying to make sure I could still breathe. "Y-yeah..." I nodded weakly, looking at everything around me and him at the same time. "Okay...okay..."

He looked at me with concern, but also desire that could no longer be masked with his calm countenance. His eyes were gleaming, and I could see his widened pupils. Even his skin turned slightly warmer, the flush apparent on his cheek and ears.

"Okay? I can move?"

"Yeah, yeah!" I nodded swiftly. It was weird, I felt so full it almost feel awful. But my body and mind recalled the pleasure that I had never felt before, and became eager. It felt like a sweet dessert after a painfully spicy meal, and I crave that.

He straightened his back then, holding into my hips as I clenched the pillow and the bedsheet for purchase. It felt nervewracking, our eyes never left each other despite our bodies moving--or rather, he was moving me, holding into my waist and hips hard it felt like they would leave bruises, and then he thrust.

"Ha-ah!" this time, I couldn’t suppress the sounds coming out of my mouth. I pressed my lips immediately, feeling so embarrassed at the high-pitch noise that filled the bedroom.

"No," Natha said with a sharp voice, looking at me so intensely I felt my skin burn even more. "Don’t hold it, let me hear your voice."

Why?! I pressed my lips even more, shaking my head to show my disagreement. But Natha seemed to be taking it as a challenge because he moved harder. "Oh, Gods!" he dragged out slowly, grazing the pleasurable spots slightly as he moved, and then pushed fast and hard. The hard and throbbing shaft pressed on the wall and every nerve behind it and--Oh, Goddess!

"Hah! Haa...hnngh!"

Yeah...there was no suppressing my voice this time, I just couldn’t. I had to open my mouth to breathe because--

"Oh!"

He moved again. Goddess, he moved again. That sweet, slow drag and debilitating push. I felt like my brain got focused on my lower body. Every sensation came from there, fire building behind my abdomen. It made my back tensing and my limbs convulsing.

"Natha! Natha!" I called him, trying to tell him to go a bit slower, but every time I called his name, he went harder instead. Through my blurry eyes, I could see his frowning brows and parted lips, letting out heavy breaths not unlike mine.

His lower body moved relentlessly, but his hands were gentle, caressing my cheek and holding my waist. "Oh, sweetheart," he said breathlessly, kissing the corner of my parted, panting lips. "You feel so good,"

Oh, Goddess--am I? I couldn’t think about anything but the way he moved inside of me. I didn’t even move--couldn’t. I was so dazed and out of my mind. I wasn’t there. I was in this small space where pleasure was pressing me from every corner, seeping into my skin like sweet air.

"Natha..." I grasped his face, breathing against his lips. "Nat...I...it’s--oh! Oh! I want to...I want to--"

"Okay," he kissed me briefly. "Okay,"

"Ah--" as I felt the surge of heat in my abdomen, I grasped his neck and pulled him for a kiss--a long kiss that persisted through the lancing heat spearing me from the top of my head to the tip of my toes. "Ah...haah..."

I was still whimpering long after my penis stopped twitching and spurting, holding onto Natha tightly as if I would collapse if I let go of him. He caressed my cheek and sweaty head, looking into my flickering eyes gently.

"N’tha..." I almost failed uttering his name, with my lips trembling and quivering in the wake of orgasm.

It was...different.

I had no idea how to describe it, but...I felt like flying for a second, like I was out of my body, sinking into my soul as my body blared a party. It was an experience that could not be conveyed through words. Just that...I knew now why people liked sex so much. I knew now why some were addicted to it.

"Are you okay?" Natha asked as he stroked my cheek. He had stopped moving when I came, propping himself above me as he watched me coming down from the high.

"...no," I replied weakly, looking at him without blinking. My voice was still airy, and my chest was still heaving. "My heart...feels...like it’s going to burst."

I could practically hear it thumping fast, loud in my ear, pumping blood that made me feel the heat all over my skin.

Natha smiled and kissed my forehead. "But did you feel good?"

Good? Did I feel good? I looked at him wordlessly, feeling the question to be so utterly ridiculous. Would I cum like that if it wasn’t good? Would I shudder and whimpered embarrassingly like this if it wasn’t good?

"Did I hurt you?"

Oh--I shook my head instantly, feeling a bit dizzy from the fast movement.

"Be honest," he said again. "You have to tell me so I can do better next time."

Next time...

My heart beating even louder now, pumping blood to my blazing cheek. Next time he said--I was barely surviving this one. But it made my stomach hot and tingling again.

"Just...it just felt slightly hurt when you...when you pushed all the way," I told him and bit my lips after. It felt embarrassing because my mind automatically conjured up that moment. "B-but--but it feels good too! It felt good that I didn’t feel the sting much..."

He looked relieved then, the frown on his brows smoothened finally. He leaned down and kissed me again, and then started to pull out.

Instinctively, my legs hooked into his thigh and back. "W-why? Why are you pulling out?"

Natha raised his brow and tilted his head slightly. "You came--"

"But you haven’t come yet!" I cut him, looking up with a frown.

Once again, he looked stunned. "It’s enough. You just woke up, so we shouldn’t tire you out--"

"No!" I bit my lips and pressed my legs on his back, pushing him back inside. "Ah--" I gasped slightly, realizing he was still hard. He was still this hard and throbbing and yet he would end it like that?

"It’s fine, sweetheart," Natha kissed my temple and smiled sweetly. "I can work it outside just by looking at you like this,"

"But--" I grabbed his shoulder and clenched my lower back, promoting a quiet groan to come out of his mouth. I pressed my lips in embarrassment, before telling him quietly. "But I want you to...come inside--oh!"

I gasped loudly, looking down and saw my stomach was slightly distended. Beneath my skin, the feeling of his throbbing erection getting bigger was SO real. And then my vision was forcefully brought up again as Natha grasped my nape.

"Sweetheart, I’m sorry, but I’m gonna get rough," he said in a low voice, almost like there was a growl underneath that. "Hold on to me."

It felt like a command, and I grabbed him like it was a lifeline. Perhaps it was, because in the next seconds, I felt like my soul was being expelled from my body.

Natha held the back of my head and circled my waist to secure me, burying his head in my neck as he moved. No--saying he ’moved’ was an understatement. He pounded me, hard and fast. He no longer cared for rhythm, just moving his entire body, driving himself into me.

I could feel his breath, heavy against my neck, loud in my ears. He bit me, licked me, sucked my neck and shoulder...I had no idea. I was dazed and muddled, holding so tightly onto him for dear life. I felt the sensation all over my skin and flesh, the onslaught of fireworks all over my nerves, gathering more and more and more, until it exploded once and for all in a blinding sensation that got me gasping wordlessly for air and sanity.

I didn’t even realize it was over, too out of it to feel the cold fluid filling my inside, coating my walls and flowing into my stomach. It got me shuddering once more after it was over, whimpering against Natha’s shoulder.

Oh...I barely realized I came again in that short amount of time. Between the sound of my own heartbeat and Natha’s heavy breath in my ears, I just wanted to lay there and basked in the leftover sensation of the most intense experience in my life.

I couldn’t...I couldn’t possibly live without this anymore.

"Natha..." I whispered, and he lifted his head in response. "That was..."

"Yes?" he rubbed my wet cheek and glistening lips, but as I was looking into his eyes--so soft and relaxed--I was lost and forgetting what I wanted to say.

Dazedly, I just blinked and whispered again. "Can we do that again?"

The beastly glint inside his moonlight eyes was the last thing I remembered before my mind was plunged into madness.

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