May Every Wound Be Fatal - vanish into fiction

“Open your eyes properly and look at me. I am your King.”

“…….”

“You cannot push me away.”

As he said, he was the King. Her King, whom she had chosen.

And when the King wished to take her, she could not push him away. Even if half his blood was considered lowly.

The tension slowly drained from her body, which had been rigid with force.

Elizer positioned himself again between her legs, which had now grown still. Instead of grabbing his hair to push him away, Reyna clutched handfuls of the innocent carpet.

The King, who had returned to licking and sucking the Queen’s vulva, soon pushed a thick finger deep into the hole.

“…….”

Reyna threw her head back at the sensation of the foreign object penetrating her without hindrance, biting her lip until it bled to stifle her moans.

Elizer watched her reaction with blazing eyes as he moved his hand slowly. The knuckles on her clenched fists turned white, and her contorted face grew crimson.

Then he lowered his head again, taking her clitoris between his teeth and grinding gently. Meanwhile, the number of his fingers inside her increased to two, then three.

Squelch, squelch.

Lewd sounds continued unabated, and the moment his fingers buried themselves deep, as if to pierce even the back of her hand, something inside her gushed forth violently.

“Ah…!”

A thin moan finally escaped her lips as she twisted her waist urgently.

Her convulsing inner flesh clenched his fingers fiercely, and his mercilessly moving hand finally stopped.

Elizer withdrew his fingers. The pooled fluids trickled out, and Reyna flailed her trembling limbs as if trying to reflexively shake him off.

He quickly unfastened his trousers, grabbed her ankles, pulled them towards himself, and spread her legs wide open again.

He pressed his painfully swollen manhood against the entrance, which had already closed somewhat. The moistened skin clung stickily to the blunt head.

She, her spirit gone, looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. He gazed back at her with a quietly turbulent look.

While staring at Reyna, Elizer gently pressed his hips against her lower body. Her lips parted blankly at the sensation of something spreading and entering her.

The next moment, he pierced through her still-quivering flesh without hesitation.

“Haa…”

At the constricting pressure, feeling as if it would crush his member, Elizer let his head fall onto her shoulder and released a sigh-like moan.

In contrast, no sound could emerge from Reyna’s mouth, which was agape with shock.

The last time they had mingled their bodies was already two years ago. Feeling a pain similar to when she first received him, Reyna trembled, holding her breath, and then soon began to thrash as if in a fit.

“…Ah, hh, ah…! No, ah…!”

His brow, which had been steeped in rapture, furrowed.

He held tightly onto the woman who was trying to escape him while uttering words of refusal, and as if punishing her, he bit the red-marked nape of her neck painfully. Simultaneously, he thrust his hips up with all his strength, and Reyna shuddered silently.

“…Ah, ah…”

Thump, thud. After two or three more fierce thrusts, finally burying his arm-thick member to the hilt, she at last grew quiet.

“Hah…”

Only then did Elizer release her nape and let out a long breath. Feeling the tight, clinging inner flesh enveloping him from the head to the root, he instinctively began to move his hips slowly, grinding against her.

Her slender female form, overwhelmed even by such movement, twisted her head and convulsed, seemingly at a loss. Suddenly, his expression as he looked down at her contorted for a moment.

Reyna looked like she was in pain.

“…….”

He remained still for a while, as if waiting for her. Then, as the violent contractions of her inner walls began to subside, he pulled his hips back slightly before entering her again, a little deeper than before.

The feeling of her insides closing and then opening was vivid. Reyna’s body quivered, and without realizing it, her hand moved down to push against his abdomen.

In response, as if understanding, he slowly drew his hips back, then subtly pushed back in again, repeating this several times.

And the moment Reyna, having adapted to that rhythmic motion, let her guard down, he suddenly pushed in, a little deeper than before.

“Ah…!”

That was the beginning.