Duke, Please Stop Because it Hurts

Molitia, who stared at his tight chest, quickly looked down at the sound of pulling the belt of his pants.

‘Ugh’

She breathed in surprise at his size, which had been forgotten for a while. How sick she was after that night. Unlike the exhilaration that made her body warm, Molitia’s face was terrified when she recalled the past of how she couldn’t even walk because of pain in her lower body.

Unlike last time, she knew what to do. She knew about the pain this time. Her anxiety, wondering if it would hurt again, appeared on her face.

“I won’t hurt you.”

Seeing her face, he kissed her gently on the cheek. She wished he could reduce the size and then say those words. Her resentful eyes glanced at him.

He grabbed his own and slowly hit the bottom. Her waist became stiff with tension as his hot length touched her entrance.

“Don’t be nervous.”

His hand swept her forehead. He slowly comforted her to the point where the hand that went down her face’s contour felt friendly.

He wandered around the entrance for quite a while without entering. He deliberately pressed the clitoris firmly and stimulated it.

An exhilarated breath flowed from her teeth. After confirming the disappearance of fear from her face, he proceeded slowly.

“Ah…”

A painful sound came out of her mouth. Fear of the coming pain frowned her eyebrows.

“It’s okay. It won’t hurt.”

He kissed between her frowns. The feeling of being sucked inside made him want to push in quickly, but he endured it with minimal reason. Slightly over the mouth, he lowered his finger to stimulate the clitoris.

Her breath came out of her mouth as her brief fear ended, and her spirits rose. He did not miss the moment and proceeded slowly inside.

“You’re swallowing me so well.”

He whispered deliberately in her ear. His hot, low voice rang her body. As she proceeded through the hot red flesh, her hand touched his shoulder.

When she finally swallowed most of him, he breathed low. Sweat was hanging from his forehead because he used up all his self-control.

“Are you all right?”

Molitia gave him a small nod. The pain was less than last time.

“On the contrary …”

She blushed slightly.

“Can I move?”

“…yes.”

When her permission was given, he slowly pulled his hips back. He slowed down a little more when he heard a moaning sound in her mouth.

‘Ha, damn it.’

He felt he should train more. It was more difficult to keep himself sane as he moved slowly in her narrow space. Her walls were gripping his penis as he moved.

‘Is this on purpose?’

The moment he thought, he shook his head. Afraid of being hurt, she couldn’t have tightened or loosened him with her strength.

He didn’t know if he should call her natural or if she was shaking with fear, but in many ways, she drove him crazy.

A steady movement shook her head without a hitch. The heavy jewelry decorated on the head swayed and loosen as they moved.

The silvery hair gleamed in the soft moonlight. The neat hair loosened to create a waterfall.

“Ah… duke…”

As soon as her sweet lips opened, he dug in them a little stronger. Her body flinched but accepted him without repulsion.

The moist wet inside made her relax naturally. Her whole body was shivering with pleasure, panting with pain.

She could recall the joy she had forgotten in fear. And her thoughts soon connected to her body.

Her little body swayed up and down to fit his movements. He moved faster and faster, leaving a mark on her fluttering chest.

He checked her reaction from time to time. If she were unwell, he would quit. Molitia closed her eyes.

He pushed her thighs wide open so she could feel less sick, and the sound of his sack, which was rubbing against her flesh, echoed over the bed.

“Ha!”

The moment the moan sounded high, she reached the highest bliss. Her thighs trembled and tightened him. Before long, he also sprinkled his turbid liquid inside her.

A steep breath came and went.