His Innocent Sera

Like a beast starved for centuries, he mounted her through the night and ravaged her fragile body with no mercy. She gasped, screamed, pleaded, but he didn't relent; he continued to ruin her. His intensity was beyond her physical capacity. His bull strength rendered her vulnerable. She could do nothing but endure as he tossed her around on the ebb and flow of his desire.

She woke up to a sore body and a hurting soul. Every inch of her ached as if run over by a truck. She shifted, only to feel a sharp pain shoot through her core, making her whimper. The movement caused a wisp of cloudy white cum to slip out of her body. The sheet beneath her was sticky and wet with their mixed juices and blood, an embarrassing reminder of her ruination.

The sun poured in througswamh the window, bathing everything in golden light. They had slept in.

Her gaze drifted to his arm, still locked around her waist. Flashes of the night before stung her eyes, his fingers buried deep inside, exploring her most intimate part. A mix of anger and sorrow surged inside her chest. She looked up at his face. He was fast asleep, lost in the peace of his rest. Looking at him right now, no one could guess what a monster he was. She caught the bloody scratches strewn on his shoulders, a testament to her response to his deeds. He had somehow manipulated her body against her. She felt sensations that warped her sanity and threw her into a state of delirium. Guilt hadn't left her since then. Looking away from him, she gazed up at the ceiling. What her life had become. Abandoned by family and caged by a freak.

A moment later, she felt him stirring beside her. His hold around her grew tight before she felt him moving closer. She closed her eyes as he kissed her bare shoulder, his hair tickling her face.

"Good Morning," he murmured, his voice thick with sleep. "You did so well last night. I can't get over it," he admitted, tracing playful kisses on her shoulder. She tried to recoil, only to get hit by another stab of pain between her legs, making her whimper out loud. He inched away and took in her face, which was contorted with discomfort.

"It still hurts?" he asked, already knowing the answer. He'd pushed her too far last night, fucked her harder than her body could handle. He should have stopped after their first time, but he just couldn't. It felt as if his cock had a mind of its own, fucking her over and over again.

Tears slipped from her gloomy eyes, giving him his answer.

His fingers moved downward, brushing over her aching center. She shivered, the touch felt too much for her overused pussy, intensifying her discomfort. She caught his arm, and a fresh set of tears flooded her eyes as she shook her head. He didn't stop. She bit down on her lip as he parted her lips and examined her still-wet hole. She couldn't help but moan, pain etched its way across her features. He retreated a moment later and noticed a mix of blood and cum coating his fingers. The blood was the evidence of his absolute claim on her. He was her first and last.

He had to reward her for her good behaviour.

Tossing aside the cover, he exposed her naked body to his eyes. He sat back, his gaze studying her body with a hint of satisfaction. From her hips, her arms, to her neck, his fingerprints marked every part of her. The sight felt so rewarding, so damn arousing.

"What are you doing?" she asked, a hint of anxiety trembled in her voice. She would have moved away if her body cooperated, but all she could do was watch him as he gripped the side of her thighs and separated them.

"Making it up to you," he answered cryptically and moved between her legs. A crashing wave of shame washed over her as his gaze shifted to the base of her legs. The girlwho had never even shown her armpits to others was now lying naked in front of a boy with her legs wide apart. The girl was dying of embarrassment.

"Please," she implored, attempting to close her leg, but his huge body between them blocked her effort.

"Relax. You'll enjoy it," he breathed in a soft, assuring voice, holding her nervous gaze.noveldrama

Then, he looked down. Everything had changed now. She no longer needed to feel shy around him. He had seen all of her, had felt and tasted them with his tongue. There was no secret between them now, no barriers left to break. Didn't she realise? Everything she possessed belonged to him.

He dipped his head and dragged his tongue upward, teasing the length of her tender nerves with slow, deliberate strokes. The girl shivered, feeling both overwhelmed and disgusted. It must be a mess down there.

"Stop," she gasped as he gave a light suck to her bud. Ignoring her plea, he kept sucking and teasing, savoring the way her body trembled under his touch. All his restraints had come undone last night when she moaned his name. The moment was etched in his mind.

He trailed his lips downward and licked the rim of her opening before inserting his tongue in. She whimpered, her fingers tightly curling around the sheet. Her snatch wrapped around his tongue in a tight embrace. She hated the way he was manipulating her body.

He swirled his tongue, eliciting an unconscious moan from her. Her heavy-lidded eyes locked on the ceiling as she fought the sensation he evoked inside her. She let out a trembling breath as he moved his tongue in and out, creating an obscene noise. A familiarknot began to form below in her belly, anticipation heated her blood.

A devious nudge, and she came undone. She had lost count of how many times she had climaxed since last night. All she knew was that her body had reduced to shaking mush. It was too much. As she rode her release, he peppered tender kisses along her inner thigh. He wasn't disgusted. Her body carried the evidence of their mating, raw and real. And to him, that was nothing short of beautiful.

He lifted his head to look at her. She was panting, her eyes half-closed, and her

lips parted slightly. She looked thoroughly ravaged, devoured to her very core. His cock hardened.

He crawled over and sealed her mouth with his. He kissed her gently but passionately.

"Let's give you a bath," he whispered against her lips before inching away. As much as he wanted to fuck her again, he had to leave for work and she needed some rest.