Tamed Monster - Chapter 38

He was considerate in his own way, trying not to kill her so they could mate for a long time. For a monster, this was quite gentle.

Mechanically, he slapped against her folds.

“Ugh, haaah.”

“Wife, breathe.”

“Uh, huff, haaah… ah, ugh…”

Kuinan was trying to be gentle with Sylvia. That’s why he couldn’t understand why she struggled so much at the start—especially not being her first time. Someone might think he was deliberately breaking her spirit to train her according to his liking.

‘Wait. Is that right?’

He paused thoughtfully, then chuckled and resumed thrusting. Each time his thick member slammed inside, Sylvia’s shaking hips convulsed up and down. To see better, he grabbed her calves and pulled her tightly against his chest.

“Ugh…!”

“Ah, what a sight.”

He admired the view, and Sylvia’s convulsions eased slightly. The shy human female fascinated him more the more he looked at her. He really didn’t want to kill her. He would have to eventually, but at least he wanted to make sure she died without pain.

“My pretty wife.”

“Sob! Ugh, ah!”

“Worried about this place so much? Afraid there’s a baby? Honestly…”

‘So naive.’

He swallowed the last remark. It was impossible for a human to conceive a monster’s seed—unless after an incredibly long time, with body fluids and blood mingling continuously until transforming into a strange hybrid.

That would require mating for hundreds of days straight, all day, every day—not just a few hours.

Staying joined without separation, and the monster feeding her his blood until near death—that was the only chance. This was the lore, and no one had ever succeeded. Monsters didn’t love humans.

Sometimes there were mutants who liked humans, but they weren’t really monsters. Just as some humans were mutated and shunned, monsters had their outcasts too. Kuinan intensely hated humans.

“Wife, do you like it?”

“…Ugh, ugh…”

“You seem about to die from pleasure. Your hole’s so tight. But why is this arm cutely pushing me away…?”

Having come inside her womb a couple of times, Kuinan was slowly sliding in and out. When his movements slowed, Sylvia didn’t hesitate to reach out and shove him away, even scratching his arm hard.

“Aah, it tickles.”

No matter how much she clawed at him, Kuinan’s arm didn’t show a scratch. Only she blushed all over—her face, b*****s, and butt flushed with excitement or friction heat. When Kuinan laughed, she whimpered.

“…Huff… ugh, ugh! Ugh.”

“Why pretend to push me away? It excites me.”

She was a handful even last time. The more she pushed and pulled her hips back, the stronger his grip became. He wasn’t pulling her away, but holding tight enough to stop her from moving back further. The connection deepened.

“Ugh!”

“Breathe, I said, breathe.”

Seeing she was struggling to breathe, he even slipped a finger into her mouth. Her soft tongue curled around his long finger. While enjoying the sensation, he glanced down—his sacs were crushed and slightly entered her. That must have made her faint.

‘Is this really a big deal? Oh dear.’

Thinking humans mated like children, he slowly pulled out his sacs. She gasped weakly. Her now loose hole exposed some red inner flesh. Kuinan then slipped a finger beside his shaft inside her.

“Ah…!”

“Oh, sorry.”

He had forgotten to numb the pain. Calmly, he released his s***n, which didn’t fully block the pain but dulled it enough so she wouldn’t faint.

As her breathing returned, Kuinan tried to talk to her.

“Wife, how many more times today shall I c*m?”