“Ugh…… Mmph……”

Aila muffled her m*ans behind both hands pressed over her mouth.

Her face had flushed deep red long ago, beads of sweat dotting her skin, and her scattered clothing had already been pushed off the bed, too far to reach and put back on.

More precisely, she had neither the will nor the presence of mind to do so.

Beneath the soft blanket, the two of them were tangled together like animals, hips locked, gasping for breath.

‘Why?’

Aila felt herself crumbling helplessly under the pleasure. It grew harder and harder to hold back the m*ans leaking through the gaps between her fingers.

Overcome, she could not stop herself from slowly rocking her hips to match Cedric’s rhythm.

She felt like she might burst into tears.

It was supposed to be for breaking the curse. She truly had not meant for it to come to this.

Cedric held her locked tight so she could not escape even an inch, driving up into her with the same pace and force he had started with from the very beginning.

He probably had no idea whose body he was buried inside right now, thrusting and grinding away.

Only instinct remained. Nothing but the urge to rut, to push in and move and spill…….

“Ugh! Mmmm, uh, mmph!”

Aila lay with her legs folded and pinned beneath him, her whole body shuddering each time he drove hard into her.

His c*ck was thick and long and burning hot as it pulled back and plunged in again, over and over.

Again and again it forced through her tight entrance, scraping up along her inner walls and grinding mercilessly into her deepest point. Without pause. Relentlessly.

The pleasure climbed up her spine and spread through her limbs, leaving her whole body numb without relief, her mind melting into a thick, hazy blur.

With each thr*st that followed, her breathless m*ans grew more and more broken, climbing higher in pitch.

“Ngh! Haah! Mmph! Ugh, ah!”

Finally, Aila’s whole body seized and her chin tipped back. Her mouth fell open.

Her eyelids fluttered wildly, and something like an animal’s cry poured from her lips without filter.

It was the first *rgasm she had ever reached from penetration.

And of course, Cedric, with no awareness left to him, gave Aila no consideration at all.

His c*ck drove into her again and again without mercy as her walls clenched and spasmed around him.

If anything, he seemed more aroused. Thud! Thud! Thud! He slammed hard into her deepest point.

Just how deep was he trying to go? She couldn’t breathe. Fear surged through her, but she could no longer tell pleasure from fear.

Sweat trickled down between her br*asts.

Stars burst in front of her eyes and her breath cut short. She was already moving her own hips.

Each time his sac slapped mercilessly against her perineum and backside, Aila’s rear flattened and bounced back up, trembling uncontrollably.

Cedric’s large hands gripped her backside hard.

Every time their bodies met, the wet, slick sounds of their joining rang out vivid and obscene, squelching and slapping with each thr*st.

Her slick had soaked the sheets through and was pooling beneath her.

“…Ugh, ahh, mmph, haah!”

A quiet, dark night all around. The blanket Aila had hidden beneath rose and fell in a continuous, restless swell, pouring out an endless stream of m*ans that edged toward screams.