The dirty words forcibly etched into his mind were now being used for the woman he worshipped.

He kissed her br*ast and licked it with his tongue. When he put his lips on it and sucked a little harder, a small moan escaped.

Liking that sound, he bit it with his teeth, changing positions. Red flowers increased one by one around the peak of her protruding br*ast.

This time, the man’s lips blocked her mouth. It was a kiss that had become more natural than the first, and a little rougher. The woman, dazed by the kiss that seemed to express a desire to go deeper, twisted her body.

“Mmnh……”

It was just a kiss. Whether one could call the act of sharing breaths while calloused hands caressed her br*asts and soft hands that had never worked touched the man’s firm chest ‘just’ a kiss is debatable.

The hand caressing her br*ast slid downward.

Around the time Celian felt her underwear being pulled down, her mind suddenly cleared. As the intoxication faded, belated shyness rushed in.

Celian grabbed the man’s hand.

“Izer, not there yet……”

“It will be necessary if I’m to give myself to you.”

The man’s voice was dry. As if he wasn’t doing this because he wanted to, it was a tone that could even be heard as insulting.

Celian bit the inside of her lip.

Izer was deliberately insulting her. So that she would give up on him of her own accord, to stop before it was too late and chase the arrogant young man out of her bedroom.

So Celian remained silent.

In the quiet bedroom where no one spoke, the man’s movements continued.

Between the sparse pubic hair, the closed flesh was revealed. Long fingers touched the moist thighs. Celian trembled as she felt the unfamiliar sensation of her flesh being parted.

Like many ladies who had just come of age, Celian didn’t know exactly about s*xual intercourse. She had only heard vaguely about mating and how children were conceived. To a woman like that, this whole process was too unfamiliar.

She wanted to remember every moment. Not knowing how much she would lose her senses soon, Celian tightly closed her mouth and focused on the sensations she felt throughout her body.

Her toes were tingling. It was strange. Clearly, Izer was caressing somewhere embarrassing to mention — she knew that mating occurred around that area — but she wondered why her breath was quickening and why she couldn’t keep her hands still. Her hands, fumbling on the sheets, grasped something that made a rustling sound. It was the man’s shirt.

At the same time, the fingers that had been moving as if searching for something below her stopped. The middle finger, which seemed to hesitate, soon gently stroked somewhere.

Celian’s first moan burst out.

“Huh!”

To the man, that sound seemed to be the correct answer.

Izer carefully caressed the protruding cl*toris. It was such an impudent existence, being as small as a bean yet able to control a person.

Once he started, her moans continued.

“Huh, Izer……”

“Yes. I’m listening.”

“Uh, mm.”

“No need to hold back. It means I’m doing well. I’ll take it as praise.”

“Huh……”

The trembling that started from the center of the female body spread to her limbs through her blood vessels. The body temperature, which already seemed too hot to rise any further, began to race upward. Sweat ran down her back, which was lying still.

Celian’s body shook. Her hands, which had been grasping and releasing the innocent shirt, now clutched the man’s shoulders.

“Izer, wait……”

“You said you wanted this. I think I’m doing quite well, aren’t I?”

Now it was unclear who wanted it more — but the man responded and faithfully fulfilled the role Celian had given him.

“Ah!”

Her body, not immune to pleasure, shook greatly and then went limp. Sweat that flowed from her chest area trickled down her side along the curve. Celian moaned.

“Ah……”

There was no time to bask in the first org*sm she had ever felt. As Celian caught her breath, her eyes widened and her body stiffened.

A low voice awakened her consciousness.

“Relax.”

It was an order. Celian closed her eyes and let her body, strung on a single finger, go limp. The man’s voice was heard. He seemed satisfied.

“You’re doing well.”

The fingers moved, probing various parts. Celian moaned and twisted her body. The man, closely observing her reactions, curled his fingers inside her v*gina and touched a certain spot. A stabbing pleasure overwhelmed the woman’s brain.

“Hah.”

A small droplet that had formed in Celian’s eyes fell sideways. It was tears gathered from repeated stimulation.

The single finger became two, then three. Izer thought his patience was quite good. In fact, it was more from not being addicted to sensations he had never experienced before rather than having good patience.

He was already addicted in another way. Intoxicated by the sweetness of her body scent, the man couldn’t easily lift his head from Celian’s chest. When he did raise his face, it was either to kiss her lips or to see her lewd expression. One of the two.

Ah, there was one more reason. To move on to the next step.

The n*pple slipped out of Izer’s mouth. The hand that had been teasing below interlocked fingers with the woman’s hand. The hand wet with love juices and the hand damp with sweat met without room to slip.

The man steadied his breathing and rubbed his g*nitals against her p*ssy. His gaze was fixed on Celian’s face.

The woman below was indescribably beautiful. No matter how much he tried to act unwillingly and speak harsh words, it was difficult for him to control his expression in front of this sight.

Finally, he raised his hand and covered Celian’s eyes. Beneath the covered eyes, the woman’s lips trembled faintly.

“Izer, why……”

“Let me do this one thing as I please.”

It’s tight. As he fitted his p*nis, which had never touched human flesh other than his own hand, into the vaginal opening, he imagined the unseen scene. The scene of his thing forcibly widening the tight entrance that had barely swallowed his fingers. He was entering the sacred inner chamber of the queen that no one had ever touched.

The rising excitement heated his head to the limit. The man’s hips began to move. As he had expected, it was too narrow, no, too small, and it wasn’t easy to insert the head of his unyielding member.

A scream-like moan escaped from the mouth of the woman whose eyes were covered.

“Aah!”

The man who had been slowly pushing in his g*nitals stopped moving.

“—Does it hurt?”

She shook her head.

“No…… it doesn’t.”

In truth, it did hurt. The first one she accepted was too enormous. Her heated body had easily melted at the unfamiliar caresses, but it wasn’t enough to prevent the feeling of being torn below.

But she didn’t want to show the pain. Because she didn’t want him to stop.

But he had already stopped. Celian removed the man’s hand that was covering her eyes.

The red eyes looking down at her wavering were those of a man. As soon as she saw the heat emanating from a male wanting to make a desiring woman his own, Celian’s body relaxed.

“Continue, Izer Ren.”

“……I will continue.”

Now he no longer covered her eyes. In fact, he had forgotten. He liked the gaze looking straight at him, or to put it crudely, he was aroused by the sight of her moist eyes wide open despite being n*ked.

A groan escaped through the man’s teeth as he dug inside.

“Kuh……”

The inside he was forcibly widening and entering was too narrow, and the elasticity of the muscles granted by youth not only squeezed but almost crushed him. The strong pressure added to the c*ck shaft expanded to its limit, and the vulgar words urging her to relax, unless she wanted him to bite her n*pple off, rose to the tip of his tongue and disappeared.

The man slowly breathed and stubbornly pushed in his p*nis. As if it was going in deeper than expected, he saw the woman, who had been breathing heavily, lower her eyes.