Melissa shook her head vehemently at the sight of his er*ction, slick and shiny with prec*m.

She knew what he was going to do.

Her body was on fire, her mind a hazy mess. But even in her dazed state, as his touch sent shivers down her spine, the fear of what was to come remained crystal clear.

It would hurt, definitely.

He was too thick, too big. She didn’t think she could take it.

“N-no… I don’t want to…!”

Melissa squirmed, trying to get away. But Reizen, his patience clearly at an end, pulled her back down as she tried to crawl away.

He aligned his throbbing er*ction with her slick entrance and pushed forward.

Her innocent face, twisted in denial, contrasted sharply with her drenched core. Her mouth might have been saying no, but her body betrayed her, her entrance slick with arousal, quivering invitingly.

He slowly pushed his tip past her tight folds. An intense jolt of pleasure shot up his shaft, hitting him like a lightning bolt.

“Ha…”

He had tried his best to prepare her, but she was still so damn tight. He heard her whimper beneath him, but he couldn’t stop now.

“Easy… almost there… I’ll fill you up nice and good. Be a good girl.”

His voice was a soothing murmur, but his actions were relentless as he slowly sheathed himself inside her.

“Haa, uh!”

Her insides, now stretched to accommodate more than half of him, clenched and pulsed around him.

“Yes, that’s it, swallow me whole. You’re doing so well, Melissa.”

He praised her, brushing her hair behind her ear. Her long, black hair, damp with sweat, curled around his fingers.

She was intoxicating, every inch of her.

From her eyes to her body, her face, her demeanor, there wasn’t a single thing he didn’t find captivating. Even now, her eyes, wide with fear, would soften and glaze over with desire at his every praise, every touch, as she obediently took him inside her. It drove him crazy.

She was so tight it was almost painful, but the way her flesh molded around him with every thrust was exhilarating.

“Ha…”

He had a feeling that once he spilled inside her, he would never be able to get enough.

Just being inside her was driving him mad, her walls clenching and squeezing him like a vice.

“Haa… ah!”

He pulled back slightly, catching his breath, before slamming back into her with a resounding thud.

He had been worried that he might be too big for her, that she might never be able to take him.

“Haa!”

But it seemed like she was adjusting to him just fine.

Her small, pale b*ttocks quivered with each thrust. Impaled by his length, she was unable to move freely, but every twist and turn of her body only served to heighten the exquisite friction.

“Ha…”

F*ck, he cursed inwardly.

He couldn’t hold back any longer. He slammed into her again, burying himself to the hilt. Melissa gasped, her back arching off the bed.

Reizen slowly pulled back, savoring the resistance, before driving back in with a guttural groan.

He started to move, a slow and steady rhythm, and she could no longer contain her moans.

“Haa, ah!”

Her whimpers grew louder with each thrust, her face flushed crimson with a mixture of pleasure and shame.

Tears, saliva, and moans escaped her involuntarily.

At first, it had been pure searing pain as he stretched her open. But with each thrust, the pain gave way to an overwhelming wave of pleasure that consumed her whole being.

As Reizen picked up the pace, his thrusts growing more frantic, Melissa, overwhelmed by sensation, shattered around him.

He angled his hips, driving deeper, making her br*asts sway and bounce with every movement.

By then, they had both lost all sense of reason.

“Haa, ah, ah, Rei… ah!”

Melissa was incredibly wet. With every thrust, her slick flowed freely down her thighs, leaving a trail of their mingled fluids.

“Haa, ah… ah! I… I can’t… anymore… I’m going…”

He didn’t answer, couldn’t answer.

He held her tightly, anchoring her small body to the bed as he continued to slam into her, his eyes dark with lust as he watched her unravel beneath him.

“Ah, ah! S-stop… please… I can’t…”

Despite her pleas, her insides clenched around him, sucking him deeper, making it impossible for him to stop.

With every thrust, a whimper escaped her lips. Her eyes, glazed with pleasure, had a look of utter surrender that he found intoxicating.

Reizen leaned down, cupping her br*ast in his hand, his other hand moving to her core.

He pounded into her, his movements growing more primal, their sweat mingling as her moans grew louder.

“Ah, ah! Reizen… ah!”

Melissa had lost all sense of herself long ago.

She had endured the side effects of the mark for a week, and now that the dam had broken, there was no stopping the torrent.

Perhaps if they had been on better terms, if they had at least shared a kiss to alleviate the worst of it, it wouldn’t have been this intense.

But it was too late for regrets.

Melissa surrendered to the pleasure, her eyes glazed over.

Her mind was blank, her body the only thing that mattered.

In this moment, pleasure was all she was allowed to feel.

“Ah, ah! I’m… I’m…”

Her legs trembled as a wave of ecstasy crashed over her.

Reizen, seeing her face contort in pleasure, picked up the pace, driving into her with renewed fervor.

“Haa, ah! I’m… I’m close…!”

As she cried out, her head shaking, Reizen felt his own release building. He bit down on her lower lip, his brow furrowed as a growl escaped his lips. He buried himself deep inside her, his control snapping.

“Haa…”

Melissa shuddered, her body wracked with tremors as she reached her peak. Her nails dug into his arms, leaving crescent-shaped marks as a testament to her surrender.

He filled her to the brim, his seed spilling deep inside her, anchoring her to him. He held her close as he collapsed on top of her, spent.

“Haa…”

Melissa lay limp beneath him, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. She trembled, her sweat-slicked body buzzing with lingering pleasure.

For a moment, there was nothing but peace. All her worries, all her pain, faded away, leaving only the warmth of his body and the echo of their shared intimacy.

Oh.

How could she ever deny herself this feeling?

The thought terrified her.

They lay entangled, their bodies still, their breaths mingling in the space between them. Her br*asts were flattened against his chest, their heat a tangible reminder of their passion.

“Melissa,” he rasped, his voice hoarse.

“Haa…”

Their eyes met, and he captured her lips in a searing kiss. She moaned softly, surrendering to the taste of him.

He stroked her hair, his voice low as he whispered, “Your mark… it hasn’t faded.”

Their night continued until dawn, their bodies a testament to their insatiable desire.

It was only after countless rounds, her body sore and exhausted, that Melissa was finally free from his embrace.

As morning came, he left the hotel before she woke, his departure as swift and silent as ever. She vaguely registered him mentioning something about work at the palace, but her mind was still foggy from their night together.

She couldn’t even bring herself to get out of bed that day.

Her body ached, a delicious ache that reminded her of his touch. Every time she tried to stand, she was met with a fresh wave of dizziness, his essence trickling down her thighs.

“My lady, are you alright?”

Laila, entering the room with a basin of water, gasped at the sight of her.

Even after she had managed to tame her tangled hair and wash away the remnants of their night, her legs still felt like jelly.

“I need to go see Rael…”

“The young miss is resting well after taking her medicine. You need to take care of yourself first, my lady. You’ve been pushing yourself too hard these past few days, taking care of her…”

Laila covered her mouth with her hand, her face a mixture of concern and disapproval. She couldn’t very well fault Reizen for fulfilling his husbandly duties, but even she could tell that he had been a bit rough.