Predatory Marriage

7 - 8

Kurkans inherited the blood of the beast, and his member was no less than of a beast.

The man laughed as if he knew what Leah was thinking. He sighed languidly and rubbed his length over Leah's thigh.

"Are you surprised?" The rubbed area felt hot as if it had been burned.

"But it's because of you. You have to take responsibility and appease him."

Leah grabbed the blanket, frightened words coming out of her mouth. "No. How am I going to accommodate that?!"

"You should try."

A round head squeezed in through a narrow gap. The pressure was considerable, even though it was only the tip.

Her insides were wet enough but was still tight and cramped. The man breathed painfully, his lips in a tight line.

"You are so tight..."

But unlike his harsh voice, the man's eyes were serene as the calm sea. Unbeknownst to Leah, his thick member cut itself in half and slowly came in.

He trusted in and only stopped when he saw Leah's tear-filled face. She was barely breathing, but upon feeling something entered her, she asked him eagerly.

"D-did you put it all in...?"

"You're underestimating me, aren't you?"

The man replied with a mischievous smile. "There's still a long way to go."

And with that, he pushed his length to the root.

Chapter 8 - - Wisps of Pleasure
Leah found herself in a complicated position. She was vexed... What did just happen?

Showing no remorse, even amused by her stupefied, confused face, the man complimented Leah and licked her cheek. "You swallowed it all up."

At last, his meat had fit inside her. She couldn't believe it. If felt like her stomach was about to explode. At a glance, a part of her belly looked like it was bulging. She breathed rapidly, holding on to the sheets for dear life.

As if to soothe her, the man heeded attention to her exposed mounds. He gently touched her b*s*m-pinching, pressing, and rolling its hardened tips. Her perk globes felt like silk beneath his fingers.

He then slowly took out his member and stiffened for a moment.

"...."

He narrowed his eyes and looked down at the blood-stained spot where their bodies joined. He slightly frowned when he spotted bloodstains on the white cloth, then soon began to move his body again in the familiar rhythm.

It started to feel smoother. His hot meat softly rubbed against her wet inner walls back and forth. The movement slowly repeated until Leah fully adjusted to it.

She thought she could bear it if the slow pace continued, but his thrusts had started to become demanding... His pace speeding up, his mouth was in a tight line as he controlled his strength and his desire to ravage her like a madman. However, he was aware of how delicate the being in his arms was.

"Does it hurt?" asked him in gritted teeth.

Even with the slight discomfort, Leah shook her head to the man's question. His enormous thing in her stomach was overwhelming-she felt stretched out far than what she thought was possible.

Thankfully, the pain slowly subsided... She slowly let go of the sheets she was grabbing, and courageously touched her lower belly.

Her stomach was indeed swelling! She still couldn't believe that he was able to put his enormous length inside her. Applying slight pressure with her fingertips, she felt the outline of his thing poking her rigorously.

And she gasped, her face went blank, and eyes widened.

Silently watching what she was doing, the man gave a brief laugh.

He retracted his thing, which was formerly plunged deeply, but left its head kissing her entrance. It was then that Leah's frozen face brightened up. She mustered up her courage and asked.

"... Is it over now?"

"No way." And, the brute impaled her once again, "We were only starting."

It was then at this point that Leah saw his true nature... He started to rapidly screw her insides, making it seem that the fast rhythm he exhibited just a few seconds ago was only a jest.

Slapping sounds of clashing flesh rang around. Leah, who was on her wit's end, struggled pitifully.

"Ah, ugh...!"

Her eyes flashed white. Every time he struck, her body would bounce, and her eyes would well up tears. It was painful. But, at the same time, she couldn't deny the wisps of pleasure evoking inside her.

It was an inexplicable feeling. Leah, who was floundering at the burning sensation, wrapped her legs around the man's waist. Thumping the back of his thighs and knees with her heels, she begged.

"Ugh, slowly, a bit slower!"

But somehow, Leah's begging seemed to have stimulated the man even more. As he let out a deep groan, his arous*l faintly shook... Inside her, she felt the deadly weapon swell up.

She could not believe that it had become even bigger than before. Tears that had gathered on the corners of her eyes rolled down her red cheeks. In helplessness, she pushed him away. And the man didn't twice in snatching her hands. In lieu to his nature, he began to nibble and lick her fingers.

"I'm trying to go slower so..."

This man is a liar. Leah cried while he ravished her. Every time he slammed, he stabs her inside unnaturally deep. Not only that, but his thick lips also suckled her taut rose buds. She could not even moan properly, the height of pleasure overwhelming her.

Is this what a s*x*al int*rcouse is? What Leah imagined was just gentle kisses, soft caresses, and moderately pleasant sense of complacency. But doing it with this man was not moderate at all. She felt as if she were being eaten up alive by a beast.

Her stiffened feet wobbled helplessly in the air. At an inevitable end, a strange sensation began to rise. It felt like her body was going to fall apart, for which she tried to control her, but somehow couldn't.

"Hmm... Ugh, not like this, please slowly...!"

"Don't you like it?"

The man abruptly pulled out his. Suddenly feeling empty, Leah tightened her legs together. His thing now in full display, she could see its glistening tip-soaked with their fluids mixed. It emitted an erotic scent, which was so strong, it almost gave her a headache.

The man grinned and said, "Then why is it flooding here?"

She wetted her lips and turned her head away from his appalling words. This was because she could no longer look at his raging pet.

Teary-eyed, Leah cursed him, "Barbarian... animal..."

He gave a low laugh to her tearful mumbling, "You're well aware, I see."

And with that, he clasped Leah's ankle in both hands. After licking the soles of her foot and her ankle, he shoved his raging sword again.