Vlad whispered into her ear, “Phew… it’s too tight. I can’t move… Take your time to breathe slowly, Lily.”
His chest rose and fell regularly, as if showing her what to do.
In line with his movements, Lily’s inner muscles tightened and relaxed repeatedly.
He let out a low, shallow moan that seemed almost painful. “I think I’ll lose my mind just by staying like this. Just a little…”
“Don’t move… ah!”
He pulled out a little. “You’re swallowing me, Lily, it’s like it wants me to stay inside…” Then he pushed it back in hard enough to make a wet sound.
It was thanks to both of their releases that something of his size was able to enter her.
His waist, which had been moving slowly, gradually increased in speed.
An unbearable pleasure crushed Lily’s mind and whole body. Her nerves threatened to tear apart.
“Ah, ha! Ngh! Ah!”
Every time he rammed into her, the obscenely slick sounds aroused her even more.
Her toes curled from above her.
As his hips accelerated, her eyes rolled back into her head  as he let out a weeping moan.
“Ha, I… can’t.” Lily surrendered herself to the waves of pleasure.
A dangerous sensation simmered violently in the place where they were connected.
“Now… it’s… ahh, ah…!”
Eventually, Lily cried and clung onto him. Her face was messy with saliva and tears, dripping from her mouth and the corner of her eyes.
Her sense of self shattered. A sharp, tingling sensation swiftly ran from her fingertips to her toes.
She tightened to the point of almost cutting off Vlad’s blood supply.
Vlad fell onto her body, a low groan escaping him. “Ngh, hoo….”
His whole body stiffened as he spent a lot of thick fluid inside her.
Shared essence leaked out.
The two, soaked in sweat, remained tangled together in the afterglow.
Vlad let out a deep breath and slipped out of her trembling body..
“Mhm…”  Lily exhaled feverishly. Her body slowly relaxed into sleep in his arms.
***
Lily’s even breathing quietly spread through the bedroom.
Vlad lay on the bed, on his side, and looked at Lily sleeping.
The dark eyebrows and sharp eyes were scary as always, but there was an air of gentleness surrounding him.
The faint moonlight cast a silver border on his angled shoulders.
He was not cold, despite the blankets only wrapping over his lower body.
“A sleepyhead,” he muttered to himself, as if he had no idea what he had done a while ago.
Again, while he wiped her body and changed the sheets, Lily never woke up.
It seemed like she’d be in a deep sleep until morning.
When he touched her eyelashes with his fingers, she felt ticklish, but she didn’t get up.
“…It must have been too much for her.”
There were red marks all over Lily’s neck. The same went for her whole body.
Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, he couldn’t, in the end. Even though it was her third marriage, it was clear that she was not familiar with sex.
No, to be exact, she wasn’t used to sexual pleasure.
“…”
Handsome eyebrows frowned.
All of her ex-husbands died before they even gave her pleasure.
He didn’t know what the hell was going on.
He let out a short sigh and leaned over to Lily. He gently kissed her lips, then rubbed her forehead as if soothing her to sleep.
Her body caught his attention.
He blushed.
He was like a beast. No matter how much he tried to deny it, the blood rushing to his face and… other parts… made that clear.
With that thought of himself, he looked down at her quietly.
The image of Lily sitting on his thigh, hesitating and licking her lips came to mind.
“Why do you keep covering my eyes?”
It was natural for her to be anxious.
Unwanted marriages were common, but he also hadn’t heard of a couple who hadn’t even seen each other face after their first night.
It didn’t matter if he showed his face.
But if she had seen it, she would be even more unhappy than she was now.