She looked to be in pain, but her body twitched with pleasure. When he pulled out, she felt a burn from her inner walls, but once he pushed in again, her entrance swallowed him hungrily.
Her soft inner walls continuously stimulated his shaft. He felt a surging sensation that was about to burst back at the back of his neck.
Blood flowed out from their point of union, staining the bedsheets. His sensitive sense of smell picked up the scent of blood. Half of his rationality was already gone. Wet sounds reverberated through the whole room as he kept thrusting vigorously.
She hung onto his shoulders tightly and her nails dug into his back, creating scratch marks.
"It hurts....."
It felt like a blazing fire was burning inside her.
Her body moved up and down along with his strong thrust.
It hurt. It definitely hurt, but..... something felt strange. From the tip of her toes to the top of her head, an overwhelming euphoric shock engulfed her body.
She swallowed back her scream and let out a low breath.
He firmly held onto her hips as he bore deeper into her.
Her juices, mixed with a bits of blood, flowed out from her down to her buttocks. As he continued to thrust, the viscous fluid created a constant moist slapping sound. Their point of connection had residual blood splattered here and there.
Her lips no longer let out cries of pain. Instead, she mewled and moaned in pleasure.
He slowly changed the direction of the thrust as he penetrated deeper. Her concentration on her panting and groaning, and stubbornly hammered into her most sensetive spot.
"Ah!, Aah~!"
Her insides squeezed and started to spasms. He saw that she was about to climax and plunged deeper into her.
"!"
Her body froze and she cried. Her entire body began to tremble. The moment she reached her limits, Armstrong also let go of all restraint and released himself inside her.
Alora's body gradually grew limp as something hot spilled into her body. She panted as her chest rose up and down.
'System'
Name: Armstrong Heart
-Race: Dark Elf
-Age: 18
-Level: 2
-Exp: 1000/2000
-Health:100/100
-Skill(s): 3
-Spell(s): 3
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-Skill Points: 20
-Attributes Points: 8
-Strength: 30
-Agility: 25
-Intelligence: 23
-Stealth: 30
-Short-distance teleportation:26
-Stamina: 27
-Craving Touch: 10
-Charm: 80
[New skill: Craving Touch]
Craving Touch: Your touch will make a woman crave for more and she will never be sexually satisfied by anyone else. The more time you spend with a woman the stronger the effect gets]
'Finally' Armstrong said to himself.
Armstrong walked out of the tent and was happy that he leveled up. Turning around he was shocked to see Muna standing beside him.
"It's time to continue the journey"
They both walked around to wake the others.
"Wake up" Armstrong kicked one of the men lying on the floor.
The man groaned, so Armstrong even kicked more.
"Why are you kicking me!"
"Wake up we need to get back to the Carvan. Get up!"
Muna giggled when she saw Armstrong kicked Salis from the Sunrise group. The man got up and started scratching his head.
Looking around, the man's eyes opened in shock; he was surprised everyone was already waiting for him in the caravan.
Armstrong ignored him and started to walk in the direction of the caravan.
A few hours later they arrived at the temporary camp.
There was a new group here. Ten men who looked like adventures. The leader was talking to Muna as they approached the camp.
A Druid sighted Muna and started to run towards her.
He arrived in front of her and hugged her with happiness. "How did you get away from those creatures"
She smiled and pointed at Armstrong.
"He did a great job".
The Druid turned his head to stare at Armstrong before walking over to him and holding his hand out to shake Armstrong's hand.
"Thank you very much, I will always be in your debt"
Armstrong looked at the man's extended hand. He didn't want to shake it but did in the end.
"That's okay"
He let go of the man's hand and walked off to find somewhere to rest.