"Uhnn..." She gasped, a high-pitched, meaningless sound escaping her lips as her head tilted back against the bed.
His lips found her neck, biting and sucking hard enough to leave marks that would bloom later.
Astarra's chest heaved as she pushed against his chest, her fingers brushing against the solid wall of his body.
She wanted to resist, but it was as though her body betrayed her.
Her heart pounded faster, and her thighs parted instinctively as he slid his hands up to her hips, fingers digging into the supple flesh of her soft thighs.
"Ahh... Lysan....s...top..." she moaned breathlessly, the sound escaping her lips before she could stop it.
Her creamy skin was revealed, the delicate curve of her waist, the fullness of her breasts, and the gentle swell of her belly—every inch of her body a tempting invitation.
Astarra felt the rush of vulnerability, but beneath that, something else stirred in her.
It was more than just fear—it was a hunger, a response to his touch, something deep inside her that she couldn't control.
The sight of her, completely exposed to him, drove him wild.
His fingers lightly grazed the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, making her squirm, her body yearning for more.
"Aahhh..." she whimpered, her breath coming faster as his fingers brushed over her most sensitive spots.
Lysanderic's body was taut with anticipation, and his fingers finally slipped between her legs to find the warmth of her folds.
She gasped, her body betraying her resistance as he teased her, his fingers slipping between her soft lips.
She could feel the slickness, the heat of her arousal, and yet there was still a part of her that fought—fought against the pleasure, fought against him.
Her walls clenched around his touch as he explored, coaxing her body to surrender.
Her breath hitched.
"P-Please... Lysa...nde.. mmm..."
Her voice was soft and broken, a mix of desperation and need.
When he finally withdrew his hand, his eyes never left hers.
Astarra could feel the tension building, her body aching for him, and then he aligned himself with her, the tip of his cock hard and throbbing with need and pressing against her entrance.
He didn't wait, didn't give her time to adjust.
His muscles tensed as he slowly pushed inside her, inch by inch, until she could feel the fullness of him, stretching her tightness around him.
PAH
With one powerful thrust, he buried himself deep, her body stretching around him with an almost unbearable heat.
"IEEEK—!?"
Her breath caught in her throat as the sharp burn of penetration stung, a small trickle of blood marking her, a subtle but undeniable sign of her innocence.
She was his now—her chastity claimed, her body open to him.
"Aaahnn—mmmph!?"
Her scream was muffled by his mouth as he kissed her, swallowing the sound as he pulled back and slammed into her again.
Pah!
Each thrust was hard, deliberate, his hips pounding against hers with a force that made the bed creak beneath them.
Astarra winced, her body arching up to meet him, her voice a broken cry of both pain and unexpected pleasure. "Ah... hhnn..."
The sensation of him inside her made her feel fragile, exposed, yet something deeper inside her longed for more due to effect of drug.
"Unh...ahh....unghh" She moaned quietly, the sound escaping her lips as he began to move, his hips thrusting with slow, deliberate force.
She could feel every inch of him as he filled her, the fullness of his body against hers.
Her breasts pressed against his chest, the softness of them pushing into the hard wall of his body with every thrust.
"Ahh... ahh, Lysan..."
Her hands gripped his shoulders tightly, her nails digging into the firm muscles beneath her.
His hands gripped her hips, holding her steady as he drove into her.
Her body quivered beneath him, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper, her back arching with every thrust.
She could feel the heat of his skin against hers, the friction of his body moving inside hers, as every thrust pushed her body up and down, rubbing while clearly feeling the hardness of his chest and the warmth pressing down on her erect nipples.
"Mmhh...!"
Her voice was a mixture of gasps and moans, each one filled with growing desperation as he increased his pace, pushing deeper, harder, his cock sliding in and out of her with steady force.
"Yes... Ahh... stop... don't.."
Astarra's words were little more than a breathless plea, her body now completely at his mercy.
Her moans became louder, her hips moving to meet his thrusts, pushing back against him, her body giving in fully to the pleasure he was coaxing from her.
Pah pah pah
The sound of his body slapping against hers echoed through the room, a rhythm that pulsed between them, raw and relentless.
"Haah..." Akhil grunted with each thrust, his own release approaching.
Considering that it was literally his first time, it was, of course, not for the king, who would eventually become undead and a plaything of the demon queen, giving him enough experience to know how to handle this.
His hand moved to her breast, kneading it roughly as he fucked her harder, faster.
The weight of him on top of her, the heat of his body, and the way she felt so utterly consumed by him left her gasping for air.
The intensity of the moment blurred everything else.
His voice was a rough whisper, but his movements were anything but gentle.
Pah pah pah
He pulled back slightly, then pushed in again, each thrust claiming more of her as her inner walls tightened around him in protest.
Her nails dug into his arms, her body arching against her will. "I—I can't…!" she whimpered, her voice breaking as he buried himself fully, the sensation overwhelming her.
"You can," he growled, his hips pulling back before slamming forward with a force that made her cry out.
Her world narrowed down to just him, just the feel of him, just the rawness of their connection.
With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep, his body tensing as he found his release.
Squirt squirt
"AaaaNnnnGghhhh!"
Astarra's body shook with the force of her own climax, her walls contracting around him as she cried out in pleasure, her legs trembling as the orgasm ripped through her.
She followed moments later, her own climax tearing through her with a force that left her gasping and trembling beneath him.
"Lysan... mmm...!"
Within a moment, his hot cum poured into her womb with cock throbbing and deeply buried into her pussy, painting her insides as he lay in that position, buried deep, still releasing himself until it slowly started to spill out of her folds, mixed with a trickle of blood that stained the sheets, revealing how the queen had still preserved her virginity.