Chapter 2.2

Ellie glanced at Feroza, who looked at her with an expectant expression.

When she pulled down both his pants and underwear at once, his dark, flushed member sprang out.

Seeing it made her once again wonder if Feroza was really human.

She hesitated, then reached out and touched it lightly with her finger, and he furrowed his brows.

It wasn’t pain—he looked like he was struggling to hold back.

That gave her a surge of courage.

She carefully wrapped her hand around him and began to move, making Feroza’s body twitch.

“Ugh, Ellie…”

His low voice, whispering right by her ear, was thrilling.

She grew excited as well, and even though she hadn’t touched herself, she could feel herself growing damp.

Wanting to fluster Feroza, she lowered her head and took the tip into her mouth.

“Ellie!”

He hadn’t expected her to do that, and he sat up half-way in surprise.

Surprisingly, it wasn’t unpleasant.

But having it in her mouth, she realized it was even larger than it looked.

‘I can barely get half in…’

Even just the tip filled her mouth.

She tried to take in a little more, but worried she’d gag, so she stopped and moved her tongue instead.

“Ugh…”

At the low moan by her ear, she glanced up at Feroza.

He was frowning, gripping the sheets tightly.

Knowing she was turning him on made her oddly happy.

“Ha… Ellie.”

He gave a wolfish smile and reached out to hold her head.

“Ellie, open your mouth wider.”

“Mm…”

“Come on.”

As she opened wider, more of him slid in.

“Ha, damn…”

She licked him once with her tongue, feeling him throb.

As she moved her head back and forth, Feroza suddenly withdrew from her mouth and laid her down.

“Sorry, I can’t take it anymore.”

“Huh?”

He immediately began rubbing her below with his fingers, then slipped them inside.

“Ah!”

“Ellie, why are you so wet down here? Hm?”

“Ah, mm, ah…!”

“Look at this, Ellie.”

He pulled his fingers out from inside her and showed her.

His fingers, slick and glistening, dripped with her arousal.

“W-why, why are you showing me that…?”

“You looked curious.”

“No, I’m not!”

Who would be curious about that!

As she shouted, Feroza gave a sly smile and settled properly between her legs.

Then he started rubbing the tip against her entrance.

Her body tensed up, going stiff, so Feroza bent down, kissed her lips, and whispered,

“Ellie, I won’t hurt you.”

“Mmm…”

“I’m going to put it in, so relax.”

It was true—Feroza was far too good at kissing.

While she was distracted by his kisses, she felt something heavy push inside.

“Ha, mm…”

Her belly slowly filled up.

Then, suddenly, Feroza thrust his hips and pushed all the way in at once.

Her hair stood on end, and a shiver ran down her spine.

He whispered softly to her,

“Ellie, can you feel it?”

She didn’t know what he meant, so she just panted, and Feroza added,

“Do you know your body is holding onto me so tightly inside? The way you squeeze and move is so cute.”

This crazy…!

She’d had s*x before, but she had no immunity to words like that.

He said it so bluntly, she was so embarrassed she covered her face, but Feroza grabbed her arms and lifted them up, thrusting deeper.

“Don’t hide your face.”

“Ah, ugh, mm, ah!”

“You’re so beautiful it drives me crazy—I want to swallow you whole.”

Every time Feroza moved, she felt a sharp jolt deep inside.

She was so completely filled, she felt more sensitive than ever.

It felt so good, tears welled up in her eyes.

He licked her tears away with his tongue and moved his hips harder.

“Ha, mm, Your Grace, ah!”

“Feroza.”

“Ugh, ha!”

“Call me Feroza, Ellie.”

He seemed like he wouldn’t answer unless she used his name, so she had no choice but to call out,

“Fe, ha, Feroza, mm!”

“Yes, Ellie.”

Feroza grinned and kissed her all over.

The way he sucked so hard, she was sure there’d be red marks when she looked in the mirror after.

She should tell him not to leave marks where they show, but she was too overwhelmed to even moan.

After moving hard inside her several more times, he finally released deep inside.

“Haah…”

As the unfamiliar sensation made her body tremble, Feroza spoke.

“I took my birth control, so you don’t have to worry.”

At the word ‘birth control,’ her eyes widened.

Here, this man took birth control?

Maybe because she didn’t answer, Feroza added,

“I’ll show you the pills I took later.”

“Ah, okay…”

Instead of condoms, the men here took pills.

She wasn’t sure if she should praise his thoroughness or be confused.

Now that she thought about it, he was still inside her, not pulling out.

“Um, Your Grace.”

“…”

“Your Grace?”

Ellie called Feroza several times, but he didn’t answer, just buried his face in her neck.

She wondered what was wrong, then realized what he wanted and sighed softly.

“…Feroza.”

“Yes, Ellie.”

Only then did he lift his head and smile brightly.

She decided to talk about the name issue later and squirmed as she spoke again.

“I’d like you to pull out now…”

“Ah.”

Feroza slowly withdrew, and her belly felt strangely empty.

Feeling a vague emptiness, she touched her stomach, but suddenly her body was flipped over.

She blinked, and he caressed her bottom.

“It looks like a peach.”

“Mm…”

“Can I bite it?”

He was going to do it anyway.

She just bowed her head silently, and Feroza bit her bottom.

Then he rubbed the spot with his thumb.

“So pretty.”

She felt something thick, still moist, press against her entrance again.

This time, he pushed in very slowly.

As if he wanted to make sure she felt every part of him.

His slow, deliberate movement made her body tremble.

“You’re taking me so well, even though we just did it once.”

“Ah…”

“It’d be nice if you could see for yourself, Ellie.”

Soon, he was fully inside, his body pressed against her bottom.

He started to move slowly and spoke,

“Next time, should we do it in a room with a mirror?”

“Ah, mm, ah, ngh…!”

“Aren’t you curious what kind of face you make when we’re together?”

With him going deeper than before, her breath came short and her mind grew hazy.

She felt Feroza bite and kiss all over her back.

The wet sounds grew louder, and her moans grew deeper.

“I almost want to make love to you until you can’t take it anymore.”

“Ha, ha, mm, ah!”

“Or maybe just spend all day together so you can only think about me.”

He really was a pervert.

She buried her face in the pillow and shook her head, hearing his low laugh.

“If you don’t like that… then how about we do it once in every place you go? That way, you’ll remember me every time you’re there.”

“Mm, ah, no more, ah!”

She was really at her limit.

As she panted, he moved even faster.

“Ahh, ah, mm, ah!”

“Ah…”

He released deep inside her again.

Her belly felt heavy and not exactly comfortable.

She felt Feroza slowly pull out.

Her thighs trembled on their own.

She could feel him leaking out, running down her thighs.

“Ahh…”

That unfamiliar feeling made her clutch the blanket tightly.

Feroza kissed her back and said,

“Wait just a moment. I’ll clean you up.”

It was embarrassing to be left with her bottom in the air, but there was nothing she could do.

She heard him get up and walk across the room.

Soon, she heard the sound of water running.

He was probably wetting a towel.

Before long, she felt a warm, damp towel on her thighs.

Feroza carefully wiped her clean.

Then he pulled the blanket over her, wrapping her up like a burrito.

She wanted to say it was suffocating, but was too exhausted, so she just let herself go limp and closed her eyes.

The blanket was soft and warm, making her sleepy.

When she let out a small yawn, Feroza asked,

“Are you sleepy?”

“Yes…”

“Then get some rest. I’ll wake you up later.”

With his gentle, rhythmic pats, she couldn’t resist sleep and soon drifted off.