With no chance to stop him, the intrusion forced its way in, and Luna had no choice but to squeeze her eyes shut.

Then came the searing pain.

Adelia’s tight inner walls began to stretch slowly, giving way to accommodate the size of it.

“W, wait a moment… Nngh……! It hurts……!”

“Hah… relax.”

The thick length pressed in little by little, making its presence overwhelmingly known. The swollen head pushed through the slick membrane and drove into her inner walls without mercy.

It felt as though something enormous was claiming every inch of her.

From Luna’s parted lips came nothing but strangled m*ans, catching in her throat one after another.

The heavy length forced itself through her, pressing into every fold and stretching her wide. The ache spread all the way to her pelvis, and a fear rose in her that she might actually tear apart below.

But as a little time passed, the pain gradually faded, and a strange sensation began to spread slowly in its place.

The overwhelming agony had transformed into a tingling stimulation that kept brushing against her most sensitive places.

Caesar kneaded her backside and drove his p*nis into her all the way to the root with a thud.

“Ah……!”

It was a rough, graceless thr*st with no consideration given.

But strangely, that was precisely what fanned the flames of her arousal further.

As the thrusting began in earnest, the m*ans that had been full of nothing but pain began to carry a strange undercurrent of pleasure.

Caesar recalled the spot that had made her react and angled his hips to drive into that point along her inner walls.

“Eek! Mmh, mmh, nngh……!”

He moved his hips actively, jabbing into her inner walls from every direction.

He pressed her thighs flat and drove into her inner walls again and again, each thr*st like a brand being seared into her.

Slap, squelch, squelch, squelch―

The lewd sounds of slick membranes colliding in friction and her sharp cries rang out noisily through the room.

The pain that had come at first had long since faded, and nothing but unbearable pleasure filled Luna’s mind.

Caesar pulled her hips flush against him and buried his p*nis to the root in the deepest part of her inner walls with a thud.

The vivid sensation of that heavy length pressing against her cervix sent a wave of shivers cascading across her entire body.

“A seductress indeed. Even a c*ck you’ve never seen before, you swallow it up so eagerly.”

“Mmh, aah……! I’m a vir… I’m……!”

Luna felt she could go mad from the injustice of it.

He was plainly her first. And one she had come to without any mental preparation, stumbling into it in a daze.

The word “first” rose all the way to the tip of her tongue, but the look on his face, as though he doubted her reaction, made her snap her mouth shut.

Luna was Adelia right now. The moment that fact came back to her, she opened her mouth wide and fumbled through her words.

“That is to say… slow… slowly……! Ah, mmh, aah……!”

“The faster I move, the more your insides carry on about how good it feels. I’m glad our compatibility isn’t bad.”

Her m*ans climbed steadily higher.

Part of it was to keep up the act of being Adelia, but she had reached a point where she could no longer tell what was acting and what was not.

Ironically, it felt good enough that refusing was no easy thing.

Pleasure too great to bear and an ecstasy she had never known in her life kept crashing over her in waves.

Caesar watched her reactions closely and deliberately snapped his hips in short, rapid strokes. His heavy sac struck the slick membrane without mercy, drawing out obscene sounds.

Perhaps, as he said, the scandalous one was not Adelia but herself. She truly began to think so.

As though proving his words true, slick fl*id was pouring from her without pause. That was what made Luna feel all the more mortified. It could not be normal to feel this much.

At the tip that thr*st and dug into her as though hollowing her out, Luna flinched and cried out louder.

That fearsome length moved in and out of her through the opening stretched to its limit without restraint.

“Ah! Haah……!”

She tried to hold back her voice, but he kept deliberately hitting only her most sensitive spots, and crude cries kept tearing out of her.

Each time his p*nis struck her inner walls and drove deep in long strokes, fl*id splattered up with a wet sound, again and again.

So this was what s*x felt like.

The sensation of her walls squeezing and gripping his p*nis sent Caesar’s brow creasing hard.

“Hah…….”

And so the lewd movements of the two of them climbed higher and higher.

Caesar thr*st at an unbelievable pace, then pulled back until only the very tip remained, and drove back in at a sharp angle with a heavy thud.

“Nngh……!!”

“Hng…….”

Hot release poured in long pulses near her cervix.

Deep inside her belly ran a scorching heat. Her cervix and the entrance below, battered by him, were left numb. Her entire body blazed as though it might burn, her toes stretching out straight as every muscle drew taut.

Like drifting precariously on rolling waves, only to meet a towering surge at the end and be swept away by inescapable pleasure. The pulsing that began deep in her most intimate place seemed to reverberate fiercely through her entire body.

Tears forced their way out from the corners of her trembling eyes.

‘It’s… over…….’

But her assumption was mercilessly wrong.

Before the aftershocks had even begun to fade, her body was flipped over in one swift motion.

Suddenly on her knees with her face down, she gasped at the stimulation that followed.

Thud―

“Hah… aah……!!”

Caesar pulled her backside toward him and pushed his desire into her once more.

He swept her hair back roughly and resumed his relentless thrusting.

His hips, gripping her pelvis firmly, began to drive into her with fierce force.

It was a bridal chamber put together temporarily for the wedding night. The furnishings inside would be of the finest quality. From the expensive bed prepared for him came a sound that was anything but ordinary.

Creak, creak―

Keeping pace with that rhythm came the tremendous wet sounds and the cries that burst forth, until Luna’s ears burned from the noise of it all.

The p*nis that had withdrawn to its very tip plunged back in to the root at a sharp angle in one stroke, and repeated it countless times.

“Ah! Ah, nngh, mmh, aah!”

Her whole body, her entire field of vision, lurched and swayed in a frenzy.

It was dizzying, as though every sensation in her body had converged below. The harder Caesar’s thrusting became, the more her body swayed and shook along with it.

The room that had held only silence at first was now thick with the scent of s*x and the sounds of obscenity.

That was how relentlessly Caesar drove her.

“Ah, mmh, ah… too fast… hah!!”

The pleasure was too great for Luna to bear. She tried to crawl away on her knees, fleeing from that terrifying sensation, but she only ended up pinned flat beneath him, forced to take the full force of his thr*sts.

Thud, thud, thud, slap―

A thick, wet sound came from where their bodies joined, slick with every manner of fl*id.

Caesar gripped and spread her backside as though to punish her for it and drove himself in to the root.

“As I thought… hng, you have a remarkable way with men.”

He slowly swept his platinum blond hair back with one hand. He ran his tongue sensually over his lower lip, wet with her fl*id, and drove her to the very end.

“Ah, st, stop… please… nngh!!”

“Hah… hng……!”

His powerful hips struck with a thud, pressing her backside out of shape without mercy.

Her inner flesh clenched around the p*nis buried to the root, squeezing it obscenely.

Pinned and unable to move, receiving his release inside her, she looked as helpless as prey caught fast in a web. His release, like the size of him, was long and long.

How much time passed like that?

Something about his behavior was not right.

Don’t men finish after once……?

Caesar, still inside her, kept touching her cl*toris and her br*asts.

For some reason, his length inside her walls was hardening once again.

Surely not. She had heard it was physically impossible…

But the unease that had stirred within her became reality. The p*nis still buried inside her twitched several times, then began to move again.

“Ah… th, that can’t… eek……!!”

Luna shook her head from side to side in disbelief. But the stimulation that followed left her no chance to collect herself, and her voice only climbed higher and higher.

* * *

When she opened her eyes, her head was splitting with pain.

Even lifting her eyelids properly was a struggle. Her temples throbbed dully, and Luna found herself wincing without meaning to.

Her mouth was parched, her tongue dry and rough against the roof of her mouth. She tried to swallow, but her throat was so dry it would not go down easily.

She tried to gather her hazy thoughts, but her head pounded and the hangover crashed over her in waves.

Snapping to her senses, she sat up abruptly and looked around.

A sudden wave of dizziness sent her vision spinning and reeling.

As her blurred sight gradually returned, her surroundings came into view. The place where Luna had woken was the bridal chamber prepared at Lutenberg’s estate.

Only then did the events of the previous day flash through her mind in rapid succession.

The switched body with Lady Adelia. The wedding she had stood in for her.

And the wedding wine she had drunk until she was completely intoxicated, unable to bear the nerves, and the heated wedding night with Caesar.

‘Hah! Aah……! There… more, please, more……!’

‘This is a problem. I can’t seem to stop at a reasonable point.’

He had driven her relentlessly through the entire night.

Not only had she gone through with the wedding night while overcome by drink, she had even urged him on without restraint.

She could not even remember how many more times they had been together after that.

Only that they had been tangled up in each other until the faint light of early dawn, lost in one another without pause.

“Good lord.”

Jolted by the fragments of memory, Luna let out a sound before she could stop herself. She could not believe that everything from the night before had been something she had done.

But as though to confirm it was all true, that single utterance came out rough and broken, like a cracked, hoarse note.

Whether from screaming beneath him without pause through the entire night, her voice had gone completely raw and scratchy.

It was all the fault of that wretched drink.