Red Riding Hood - Chapter 78

“Ahhh… L-Lord Wolf… it feels so strange…”

Ylfus licked his lips as he gazed down at his wife.

“Cinq, watch carefully.”

He pulled his length out of her entirely. The emptiness made Cinq part her legs, a soft, whimpering moan escaping her lips. Ylfus gathered her trembling body in his arms and led her to another spot, positioning her to hold onto something for support.

“Lift your head.”

Breathing heavily, Cinq obeyed and raised her head. In front of her was a familiar mirror.

She usually looked into this mirror in the mornings, tidying herself up and ensuring she was presentable as the Lady of Kalasca. But the reflection now was utterly foreign. The eyes, damp and unfocused, didn’t seem like her own. The pale skin, flushed pink from arousal, and the disheveled undergarments exposing full, soft b*****s – she could barely recognize this person.

Her face turned crimson with shame. To avoid seeing herself, she tightly shut her eyes and shook her head.

“I-I can’t…”

“Cinq, watch closely. You were curious earlier, weren’t you? About how your small body can take your husband’s so perfectly.”

He lifted one of her legs, bending her knee to make her stand on one foot. The lewdness of the pose sent a shiver down her spine.

“Y-Ylfus, I don’t want this!”

“Shh, shh, Cinq. There’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“It is shameful…!”

Her cry made Ylfus chuckle.

“Cinq, you’re adorable.”

Positioning the tip of his length against her entrance, he teased her trembling folds with slow, deliberate motions. Her hips quivered under the pressure.

“Then, should I be the only one watching?”

Cinq couldn’t bear to see herself like this, but the idea of him being the only one witnessing such an intimate view was unbearable. Reluctantly, she cracked her eyes open.

What she saw made her eyes widen.

In the mirror, a man and woman were entwined. The man’s muscular arms held the woman’s stocking-clad leg, and his large member was poised at her glistening entrance. Cinq couldn’t believe her eyes. The woman’s waist and stomach were so slender that it seemed impossible for her to take something that size.

As Ylfus pressed kisses along the woman’s tear-streaked face, he whispered softly:

“Cinq, watch closely.”

And then, he pressed his girth into her.

Cinq’s trembling eyes watched as her small opening stretched to accommodate the bulbous head, swallowing it slowly. He moved his hips gently, the motion revealing how his shaft slid in and out, sinking deeper with each thrust. The way her pink flesh clung to his darker length, stretching and gripping, was an e****c sight that made her heart pound.

Eventually, Ylfus buried himself to the hilt, his entire length disappearing inside her. He tilted her chin up, making her look at the reflection.

“See, Cinq? I’m all the way inside now.”

With blurred vision, she looked down. It was true—his smooth, hairless base was pressed firmly against her folds, and her lower belly seemed slightly swollen.

Her gaze traveled upward, and she saw her own face reflected back. Tears she hadn’t realized she shed streaked her flushed cheeks, and her lips were parted, glistening with drool.

Unable to endure the sight of herself, Cinq squeezed her eyes shut, tears spilling down her cheeks.

“L-Lord Wolf… I don’t like this. It’s too embarrassing…”

“Cinq, my sweet.”

Ylfus wrapped his strong arm around her, holding her tightly.

“You say it’s embarrassing, but… hnn, down here, you’re gripping me so tightly. Refusing to let go. Hmm? You’re squeezing me even harder than usual…”