Keyword and Scene Focus: #InsatiableVirginML - Chapter 6

Chapter 6

“Ah…”

Even that was enough to make Irene, burning with unbearable heat, writhe even more fiercely. Knox gave her b******s a light, painless smack.

“Stay still.”

“Ahht!”

As he gazed with a lecherous stare at her reddening cheeks, he pressed down on her waist with one hand while gently fondling her c**t with the other.

“I think it would grieve me to see your c**t torn apart… So stay still. Understood?”

Irene could only nod at his question. Her tongue felt paralyzed, rigid, unable to form a reply. The pleasure coursing through her body refused to let her move as she wished.

Knox took a short, deep breath mid-sentence, then slid his fingers into the female’s c**t. Her inner walls, having already reached climax once, clamped down on his fingers as if they had been waiting for him. Her drenched inner flesh writhed with wet, squelching sounds.

One finger became two, then swiftly became three. His fingers, longer and thicker than her own, began to churn her insides as though they were a c**k themselves.

“Hnng, hoo, hff.”

“Haa, f**k…”

Her coquettish moans, constantly brushing against his ears, and the sensation of her inner flesh sucking his fingers in sticky and tight—it made Knox’s eyes blaze red, as though drenched in blood.

His jaw bulged as he suppressed the maddening urge to thrust into her without a care for her state, and his fiercely e***t c**k bulged with thick veins.

Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Every time he drove his fingers in, fluids splattered upward. The amount of slick flowing down his fingers and wrist was tremendous.

Irene buried her face into the bedding and did nothing but spill out moans. All strength had drained from her body, leaving her upper half limp, but her lower half—where his fingers were impaled—followed his every movement as he guided her.

The sight of her with only her hips raised completely was impossibly lewd.

“Hah, I can’t hold back any longer.”

His muttered voice was eerie. It sounded like something he would growl at an enemy on the battlefield, yet the way he hastily pulled his fingers out was trembling.

He felt as though he might lose his mind and ride her mercilessly. But how could he hurt a female he had only just found?

After slicking his c**k with perfunctory strokes using his hand drenched in her juices, Knox placed the head against her entrance and drove his hips forward with force.

Plap!

Having buried himself to the hilt in a single thrust, he spat out a curse through clenched teeth.

“F**k!”

“Hhaaahng!”

At the same moment, Irene let out a scream-like moan. She had briefly come to her senses the instant something hot and hard as a club had pressed against her entrance, but the sensation of her inner walls being roughly forced apart drove her straight into climax before she could even register it.

Her body, unable to draw a proper breath, went rigid. Buried inside her tender flesh, Knox exhaled raggedly at the grip that clenched around him as if to devour him whole.

Insane. F**k. What is this.

Knox spewed filthy curses in his mind as he seized her pelvis with both hands and yanked her up. Her body, impaled on his c**k and dragged up limply, remained stiff. Yet the sight of her snow-white form flushed an exquisite pink was so lewd and lovely that he wanted to swallow her whole.

“Ha!”

This sensation was a first for him as well. He had lived his entire life not knowing such absurd pleasure could exist.

“F**k, this feels incredible.”

Why am I only discovering this now?

Chewing on his lip, Knox slowly drew his hips back. His long, thick c**k writhed like a living creature as it emerged into view.

He watched, utterly exposed to his gaze, as her crimson inner walls sucked at his c**k as though trying to devour it, only to be dragged outward along with it.

“Ha, haha.”

Letting out a laugh thick with disbelief, Knox paused with just the tip resting inside her entrance and spoke.

“Shh, you need to breathe.”

Though his words were coaxing, it was a declaration of war. A promise that this was only the beginning.

Thwack!

The moment her body loosened ever so slightly, he seized the opportunity and slammed back in. The driving c**k struck her deepest point with a brutal thrust.

“Hn, hnnngh!”

Irene screamed in pleasure, clutching the bedding tightly with both hands. The sensation was like lightning striking inside her skull. The feeling of that maddeningly ticklish place being ruthlessly scratched was indescribably rapturous.

Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack—her small body jolted with each of his movements. His massive, solid frame bore down on her as if it might burst her small, soft body apart.

“Hup!”

Two large hands squeezed and kneaded her plush b******s as though trying to burst them. Yet his hips never ceased their steady rhythm. Smack, smack, smack, smack—the sound of her a*s colliding with his pelvic bone rang out.