Chapter 48
The pain was excruciating, as if her entire body were being skewered on a spit. Even stretched to a throbbing tightness, she still couldn’t take all of him.
“Stop. St—op… Hnngh.”
“Shh. That’s my girl. Just endure it a little longer.”
Killian nibbled her ear, gentle enough not to hurt, whispering to her. Blinded by the searing pain below, Adelaide couldn’t comprehend a word he was saying.
Pull out. Please, just stop. She begged through her tears, but Killian had no intention of stopping. Perhaps her instincts sensed that this night would never end otherwise. The walls that had been clamping down as if to sever his shaft slowly relaxed, finally beginning to yield.
After a moment, her entrance finally swallowed the thickest part of him. The rest of his shaft slid in as if being drawn into her.
“Hah—haah…”
Trembling, unable even to breathe, Adelaide could only move her lips. The foreign sensation pushing all the way to her navel made it impossible to draw breath. Her toes curled stiffly as Killian’s lips met her quivering cheek.
“Good girl. From now on, you’ll always take me like this. Won’t you?”
With those words, he began to move slowly. Though she thought she had been wet enough, his shaft filled her so completely that the motion was stiff. Killian caressed her b****t.
Her n*****s, already sensitive from being touched constantly since they’d come to the bed, quickly grew firm under his fingers. Killian sucked and nibbled on that sweet, soft flesh.
With Adelaide’s quickening breaths, Killian moved his shaft back and forth. Slick fluid flowed out, and gradually, his movements grew smoother. Thrust. Thrust. Each time he struck the deepest place inside her, Adelaide’s toes curled again and again.
“Adelaide. Do you know something?”
Killian whispered against her ear once more.
“Your inside feels even better than I imagined. I could keep thrusting like this until morning.”
“Hnngh—no… I don’t…!”
“What should I do? Hmm? Adelaide, I’ll do whatever you want.”
A single tear rolled down Adelaide’s cheek. She couldn’t tell whether it was from shame, overwhelming pleasure, or self-loathing at her circumstances, she couldn’t tell.
But if she could break free from this terrible nightmare that seemed like it would never end until dawn, Adelaide would do anything.
She wrapped her arms around Killian’s neck and whispered in his ear, just as he had done to her.
“Move, Killi. Faster. All the way to the deepest part… Nngh? Ah—th—there. Haah—ngh! Go—good… Hah. Ki—Killi.”
Even while preparing for the wedding, Killian had urged her to use his old nickname. But out of spite and hatred for the past, for being so utterly fooled, Adelaide had never once called him “Killi” since that day.
Now, hearing that coquettish voice, Killian smiled in satisfaction. His shaft, which he’d thought already fully swollen, grew even harder.
“If that’s what you want, gladly. Haah, Adelaide. Say more. Hmm?”
Adelaide, whispering lewd words to arouse him, was a greater pleasure than any aphrodisiac. Kissing Killian as he looked down at her with feverish eyes, she whispered:
“My—my b*****s too—haah… hah—nngh.”
“Do you like being touched? Like this?”
“Hnngh—sucking—feels better… Hah—Killi… nngh—haaah.”
Following the rhythm of Killian’s thrusts inside her, Adelaide’s moans grew louder. Her mind was a jumble, consumed by the thought that she had to keep him aroused, until even the fact that he was the hateful Killian grew faint.
“Hoo… Adelaide. How should I end this? Hmm?”
Even as ignorant as she was about relations between men and women, she could guess what answer he wanted. Gasping for breath, Adelaide wrapped her legs around his waist.
“Inside. Do it inside, Killi.”
As if she’d given the correct answer, Killian’s eyes rounded.
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