We’re Married, After All - Chapter 110

But it was no use. No, it was closer to the wrong choice. The weight that had been dispersed while I was in Danel’s embrace returned in its entirety as pressure.

“Ah…!”

A moan resembling a scream burst from my lips. As my thighs and butt fully supported my weight, his p***s entered even deeper. I could feel the distinct shape of the shaft filling my lower belly.

“Laurea…”

“Yes, hh…uh, Ah! A-ah, d-deep… i-it’s so deep…!”

At my voice, Danel let out a hot breath.

Danel drove the horse on, his lips pressed against the nape of my neck. As if suppressing the urge to slam his hips upward right that instant, he gritted his teeth against my skin.

It probably wasn’t very helpful for him. Because I was interfering with him so much.

In the end, Danel gave up too.

The left hand that was still holding my waist tightened its grip. Just as I thought it was getting a bit painful, he used the momentum to push his member even deeper inside me. The swollen, fully excited head filled me completely.

“Aaah…!”

A high-pitched voice erupted from between my lips. It was an embarrassingly coquettish cry, but I felt no shame.

Thump, thump. With a slow, heavy motion, the head of his member pounded against my insides. I could feel the pressure of my cervix being pressed down, and our joining point growing wet.

I reflexively threw my head back. Leaning my head against Danel’s shoulder, I felt the sensation of being thrust upwards from within.

It was… a little strange. The area being stimulated, the sensations I was feeling…

“Huuuht, ah, ahhh… Hht, ah….”

I wondered where this sense of strangeness was coming from. But Danel wouldn’t let me be, making it hard to string my thoughts together.

Danel moved his hips in time with the horse’s gait. With every movement of the horse, his c**k would pull out and then plunge back in, deep. The vaginal opening that sheathed him to the root quivered. It was beyond lewd; it was embarrassing.

Just then, the horse staggered slightly. It seemed to have stepped on a fairly large stone.

Hiiing.

The horse shook its head and kicked away the stone. That large movement made my body float up high for a moment, and in the next instant, his c**k drove in, buried to the deepest point.

That sensation made me realize it. The fact that I wasn’t used to the position of being taken from behind. Ah, that’s it. This was exactly why I had felt something was strange.

It wasn’t that doggy style was entirely my first time. I had often done it standing with Petios. In the past, it was one of the positions most familiar to my body.

But after marrying Danel, that was no longer the case.

Danel enjoyed s*x, but he wasn’t very interested in his own pleasure. He preferred pleasuring me.

Because of this, Danel favored positions where he could see me experiencing pleasure. Even if it wasn’t strictly missionary, he would only enter me from positions where he could make eye contact and observe the changes in my expression.

So… it was rare for him to enter me from behind. Especially in a position where his p***s thrust upwards from below.

‘This is strange…’

The glans penetrating from behind was pressing against a different place than usual. The inner wall right below my navel. Because it was pressing down firmly there, a pleasure that would usually just be ticklish kept intensifying and spreading.

Aside from that one time I was forced by Danel, I’d almost never been taken from behind. Now, not only was I in that position, but my body was also rocking with the horse’s movement, making my mind go blank repeatedly.

“Wait, Danel… Hft.”

I pushed against Danel’s shoulders, trying to stop him. I planned to say that this position was a bit awkward for me, that the stimulation was too intense and it was difficult.

But I couldn’t say anything.

“Ahhng, ah… Aahht, ahng… Ahu…!”

Danel let out a deep sigh, holding the horse’s reins with one hand and gripping my waist firmly with the other.