Chapter 18 Consummation
She’s like sweet nectar that he couldn’t resist. An ecstasy that brought him pure pleasure he hadn’t felt in a long time. Her soft mounds molded perfectly into his large palms. Her pale brown nipples, roughly just like the size of pebbles, were hard and very responsive to his touch, standing erect into the air with the delicate little hairs stiff in a ghostly touch. Large enough for his tongue to swirl around them, suckling like a wailing babe that no one can tame but her. Kael took them in, turning from one hard nipple to the other, making sure that he’ll leave it a bit swollen before abandoning it.
Her soft moans sounded like a melody in his ears, the way her body was so responsive to every bit of his touch, even though she was trying to resist him. His кукла’s (kukla's) breath escaped from her luscious mouth, begging for more. Kael could feel it—that deep down, behind those protests and cries. She wanted this too.
Now, his shaft was fully sunk into the depths of her virginal wall. The inside flesh contracted with his size, and he felt a thin membrane tear inside her. She’s so tight, and it was choking his hard cock. His inner self preened, knowing that he was her first. That he was the one who claimed her first. The first-ever man that took her sweet innocence.
Kael grunted, overwhelmed by her tightness and how hot she was. Lilia’s mouth formed into a perfect circle, totally caught off guard with the size of his shaft inserted inside her. She was tugging her arms free from his grip, which she had successfully pulled from his grasp.
“Fuck!” Kael grunted once again, moving his hips into a rolling motion, but her wall tightened, even more, making it a bit hard for him to take control. Lilia gasped, her hands scrambled on the duvet covers of her bed, though she refused to say any word aside from those moans and sighs.
Lilia’s walls contracted, constricting around him as she grew tense, her chest heaving up and down. Panic had registered in her eyes, scared and full of hatred. Kael ignored it. He was too consumed by the pleasure coursing through his body to even pay attention to what she was feeling at the moment.
However, if she continued this way, the high probability is that he could be locked inside her. He inhaled sharply. He could feel his sweat beading down his forehead, rolling down to the tip of his nose and dropping to her cheeks.
Kael, too, was panting hard.
“Relax, кукла (kukla), breathe, so I can move.” He cooed gently, bucking his hip, grinding a little bit to move. Lilia just threw him a disgusted look, a lone, fat tear shed at the corner of her eyes. Her lips quivered into silent weeping in humiliation, yet she listened to what he just told her and breathed deeply.
Her walls relaxed, loosening their grip around his cock, allowing him more room to move. Then he began grinding, a slow rhythm, a steady push and pull, allowing Lilia to adjust to him, plowing deep into her crevices.
Kael hoisted one of her legs, anchoring it around his waist while lifting the other and flung it across his shoulder, pummeling his engorged shaft deeper and harder. The slick sound of skin-to-skin slapping ricocheted off the walls, along with the ragged breathing, grunts, and moans.
She was driving Kael out of control, dragging him from being gentle into a harder thrust.
“Aah!”
Lilia’s scream filled his ears, her breasts bouncing at the motion, back and forth, enticing him to play with them while he plowed deeper.
His one hand finally found them, flexing his fingers into her soft and warm ample mound. Picking up the pace, steadying his momentum. Another ear-piercing scream ripped through Lilia’s throat, harmonizing along with his own grunts and moans.
Lilia’s knees thrashed on his hips, and her hands flailed on the side. Not knowing where exactly she would hold onto, she finally found her strength in grappling a handful of strands of hair at the back of his head. Kael leaned down, pummeling deeply into her as his pre-cum spilled out from his cock. His hand slid from her mound up to her throat, encircling his fingers into the column of her neck, tightening but not tight enough to cut her airways.
Loud gasps replaced her screams. The balls of her eyes rolled to the back of her head while her luscious lips parted in both pleasure and pain. Kael couldn’t resist it anymore. He dropped down further, one elbow bracing on the bed to hold as much weight as he could not to crush Lilia’s petite body, closing in the gap and taking on her lips, aggressively assaulting it with his kisses, biting it down hard, drawing an ironic taste into his tongue.
Her blood. Yet, instead of being disgusted, Kael sipped her lower lips, nibbling them along with her blood, swallowing her moans.
Lilia’s leg on his shoulder stretches widely, giving him more access to her dripping cunt.
She’s so damn wet, soaking, and he loves it. Filling all his carnal desires beyond satisfaction.
Kael’s free hand went down south to her wetness, rubbing her sensitive clit with the pad of his thumb, playing with the thin curls of her pubic hair while he pounded harder inside her. Sliding in and out, up and down, hips rolling in a squelching sound.
He loves it. He loves it so much that he finds it hard to stop.
Fight already left her body, and she’s giving it all to him. All of her. The hunger in his eyes shone, practically changing his appearance manically, turning into some kind of predatory.
Her body shook, tension built up in his lower abdomen, and Kael felt his balls tightening for release. He also sensed that Lilia was reaching her peak. Her muscles around him clenched, milking every drop of his seed out from his cock.
Kael spread her legs further apart, exposing her entire wetness before him. He watched his shaft, hard and throbbing, as he pumped harder into her pulsating heatedness, stretching her wider. Juices dripping at the side of her cunt, Lilia’s head thrashing from side to side, moaning, screaming, rasping, and all in between.
His thrust came into a frenzy. Kael threw his head backward, his mouth gaping wide, claiming her with fervor like nothing he had ever envisioned.
Lilia came. Her juices spilled over to her inner thighs, but Kael wasn’t done yet. He was holding back the tension building on his lower abdomen. He looked down at his кукла (kukla), gripping her by the arms, and in one fluid motion, he flipped her to her stomach. He pulled her hips up so high, positioned on all fours. He wedged one of his knees to keep her legs apart. His roughened palm slides down the column of her back, feeling her shuddering under his touch, and then clasps his hand hard on her shoulder blades, pushing her down to press her upper body against the bed.
Lilia’s butt was high in the air, angled and in full display for him to adulate.
“You’re driving me insane, my little кукла(kukla). My beautiful broken кукла (kukla).”
Kael’s free hand pulled a handful of her hair, pulling her head until her back bent into a perfect arch. His cock impaled inside of her with such force in each thrust, making Lilia scream in every motion.
“You like that? Huh?”
He grunted, his balls slapping on her buttocks. Kael couldn’t hold back anymore. Lilia’s body shook once more, releasing her orgasm for the second time already. He roughly let go of her hair, grabbing her hips with both hands. His breathing sped up, moans increased, orgasm rocked through his body, and he thrust deeper as possible with one powerful shove, spilling all his essence into her awaiting womb.
Just then, he realized…. He wasn’t wearing any condoms.