The night had come again, and once more, Ronan slept beside Elvana. Unlike before, he no longer felt uncomfortable hugging her as they slept. However, he was curious about the night's cold.
He had noticed that the nights were chilly, and at midnight, the cold became almost unbearable, lasting for about thirty minutes to an hour before returning to a more normal chill. By morning, the weather turned warm. He couldn't understand why this pattern existed, but for now, he had no way to investigate. His focus was elsewhere.
He didn't know what Elvana might do today—whether she would act on anything or not.
As the cold intensified, he hugged Elvana tightly. The fur blanket draped over their bodies provided warmth. Having experienced this once before, Ronan no longer felt uneasy, and he drifted off to sleep. It was only about an hour before morning when Elvana woke him.
When he looked up, he saw Elvana gazing at him. She asked, "So, want to have sex?"
This time, Ronan didn't refuse. He explained sperm needs to go inside the womb to get pregnant, at morning, hoping it might lead to this moment.
"I know what I said this morning… It's because I thought this might happen," Ronan said as he sat up. The coldness had lessened considerably by now. "But I want to be sure—sure that you want this and won't regret it."
"Hey… As long as I don't get pregnant, there's no problem with doing it. Even if my parents wake up, they won't object," Elvana said with a flash of a smile.
Since she seemed so certain, Ronan didn't hesitate. He stripped off his clothes, and Elvana did the same. When she removed her shirt, Ronan was stunned by the sight of her breasts. They were large, too big to fit easily in his palms, with soft, rounded curves that begged to be touched. As she slipped off the silk around her waist, he saw her pussy—glistening with arousal, framed by a wild patch of dark hair above it, though the lips themselves were bare and slick.
"I've shown you my body. Now it's your turn," she said, her eyes flicking to the underwear he still wore.
Ronan glanced at Zyrris and Noctis. Both were still sleeping soundly, and it seemed unlikely they would wake up.
"Don't worry… Unless we make too much noise, they won't stir. Even if they do, they won't care as long as I don't get pregnant," Elvana reassured him. "As you said, if you don't put… sprim—" She struggled briefly to find the right word before continuing, "Yes, sperm… As long as you don't put that inside me, I'm fine, right?"
Ronan nodded. "Yes, I'm fully sure of that, but…"
"But what? If you're completely certain, and we both want it, then let's do it," Elvana urged.
"Yes, let's do it," Ronan agreed. He wanted to experience what it felt like to have sex. The blowjob from the previous night—his first orgasm—had left him restless, and he longed to satisfy the burning desire still simmering within him.
Elvana grinned, her eyes glinting with anticipation. She lay back on the fur mattress, the thick pelt cushioning her body as she stretched out beneath him. Her breasts settled against her chest, full and heavy, the nipples dark and erect in the cool air.
Ronan hesitated for a moment, then stripped off his underwear, his cock springing free—thick, veined, and already leaking precum from the swollen, purple head. He positioned himself above her, his hands planting firmly on either side of her shoulders to support his weight. His knees pressed into the fur, straddling her hips, and he looked down at her, his breath ragged with anticipation.
Elvana spread her legs, revealing her pussy—glistening with arousal, the dark curls above it framing the slick, bare lips. She reached down, guiding his cock toward her entrance, her fingers trembling slightly as she brushed the head against her folds.
Ronan's heart pounded, his entire body taut with nervous energy. He'd never done this before—never felt a woman's body in this way—and the heat radiating from her core was dizzying.
He pressed forward, the tip of his cock nudging against her entrance. The slick warmth enveloped him, but her tightness resisted. He pushed harder, and the head slipped inside, stretching her.
Elvana gasped, her body tensing beneath him, and he froze, his breath catching. He tried again, sliding in a little deeper, but the resistance was too much. Her pussy clenched around him, and he pulled back, the sensation overwhelming yet incomplete.
"Wait," he muttered, his voice hoarse. "It's not… it's too tight."
Elvana nodded, her brow furrowed with concentration. "Just… keep trying. It's my first time too."
He adjusted his angle, his hands gripping the fur beside her as he pushed again. This time, the head breached her entrance fully, but the tightness was still excruciating—for her more than him. She winced, her fingers digging into his arms, and he pulled back once more, his cock slick with her arousal but unable to go deeper.
Frustration and desire warred within him. He wanted to feel her fully, to bury himself inside her, but her body wasn't ready. Then, on the third attempt, he shifted his hips, aligning himself perfectly, and with a sudden, forceful thrust, he drove his entire cock inside her in one swift motion.
Elvana cried out, a sharp, pained sound that echoed in the quiet room. Her body arched beneath him, her pussy clamping down around his cock like a vise, the tight, wet heat gripping him mercilessly. Pain radiated through her, a searing, tearing sensation that spread from her core to every nerve in her body. Her hands flew to his chest, pushing weakly as tears welled in her eyes.
Ronan, however, was lost in a pleasure he'd never known. The sudden, complete envelopment of his cock in her tight, hot pussy sent a wave of ecstasy crashing through him. Her walls pulsed around him, slick and constricting, and he felt every inch of her stretching to accommodate his girth. His balls pressed against her ass, the coarse hair at his base rubbing against her skin, and a primal groan rumbled in his chest. It was unlike anything he'd ever experienced—raw, intense, and all-consuming.
But then he noticed her face—twisted in agony, her breaths coming in shallow, pained gasps. He came out from his pleasure. "Elvana," he said, worrying tone his voice. "You're hurting. Should I take it out?"
She shook her head vigorously, her voice trembling but resolute. "No… stay like that. Don't move."
He obeyed, holding himself still above her, his cock buried to the hilt inside her. Her pussy throbbed around him, the tight grip unrelenting, and he clenched his jaw, fighting the urge to thrust. For a full minute, they remained motionless, their breaths mingling in the cold air. Elvana's hands gripped his arms, her nails digging into his skin as she adjusted to the intrusion, the pain slowly ebbing.
Then, she spoke, her voice steadier now. "Move," she said. "I heard from a friend that it hurts at first, so it's better if you go slow. Really slow for the first time."
Ronan nodded, swallowing hard. Every instinct screamed at him to thrust fast and hard, to chase the pleasure building in his cock, but he restrained himself.
For her. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, he pulled his cock out until only the head remained inside, then slid back in with equal care. The slick friction was torturous—her pussy clung to him, the tight walls dragging along his shaft, every ridge and vein hypersensitive to her heat. Pleasure coiled tight in his gut, threatening to overwhelm him, but he grit his teeth and held back, refusing to cum.
Beneath him, Elvana's breasts moved with each slow thrust—subtle, languid shifts as her body rocked gently against the fur. The full, heavy mounds swayed slightly, the nipples tracing faint arcs in the air, their motion hypnotic in the dim light. Her breathing steadied, the pain fading as her body adjusted, and a new sensation began to bloom—pleasure, slow at first, then growing stronger.
She reached down with one hand, her fingers finding her clit. She rubbed it in small, tight circles. The added stimulation sent sparks of pleasure through her, and within a minute, her body tensed beneath him. Her pussy clenched around his cock, tighter than ever, and she gasped, her head tipping back as an orgasm ripped through her. Her hips bucked, her fingers still working her clit, and a low, keening moan escaped her lips.
Ronan felt it. The rhythmic squeezing of her pussy, the way it pulsed around his cock, milking him with every wave of her climax. It was too much. His balls tightened, the pressure in his cock reaching a breaking point. "Elvana," he groaned, his voice strained. "I'm at my limit."
She understood immediately. As her orgasm subsided, she pushed herself up, and Ronan pulled his cock free from her pussy with a wet, slick sound. His shaft glistened with her juice and red of virgin blood, the head swollen, on the edge of release. Elvana knelt before him on the fur, her movements swift despite the lingering ache between her thighs as red blood flow down. She leaned forward, her lips parting, and took his cock into her mouth without caring about her juice and blood was on the cock.
The wet heat enveloped him again, her tongue swirling around the head, tasting her own juices mingled with his precum, and faint taste of blood.
She sucked hard, her lips stretching around his girth, and after just three seconds, Ronan's control shattered. His cock pulsed violently, and he came, thick ropes of cum spurting into her mouth. The hot, salty flood coated her tongue, filling her mouth as she sucked him through his release. She swallowed every drop, her throat working as she took it all down, a faint hum of satisfaction vibrating in her chest.
When he was spent, she pulled back, her lips glistening with a mix of cum and saliva. She wiped her mouth with the heel of her palm, her eyes meeting his.
Ronan collapsed onto the fur beside her, his chest heaving, his body trembling from the intensity of his orgasm. His cock softened, still slick with her saliva and their combined fluids. Elvana lay back down, curling against him, her body warm and pliant once more.
They stayed like for a long time before got dressed, and laid together. When Elvana looked at Ronan's face, she felt warm in chest, and loving the way she was hugging, didn't want to let him go. It was same for Ronan.