It was a tight and difficult time for both of them, but in different ways. While Dana moaned at the overwhelming feeling of fullness, Kaiden was aroused by her heat clenching around him. Having finally buried himself inside Dana’s narrow passage, Kaiden asked in a heated voice,

“……Does it hurt?”

Dana, her mind hazy, barely managed to answer.

“Yes…….”

So big……. Kaiden heard Dana’s breathy moan.

“Haa…….”

Pleasure shot through Kaiden. His core was perfectly fitted inside Dana’s parted center. He was tightly lodged in a path no one had entered before, a presence so overwhelming it felt like she might spit him out.

‘Finally…….’

No, he couldn’t believe this day had come.

He was embedded so deeply that Dana would feel him with every breath. Just as her being had pierced him, he was carving himself onto her soul, an unforgettable presence she could never erase.

The pulse of life throbbed beneath where he was buried within Dana. A desperate urge to rampage surged within him.

Though he felt the heat, it didn’t feel real. If he didn’t move now, didn’t feel her skin mold around him, this dream would end. If he didn’t c*m and fill her up, it would be as if he had never been inside her at all.

But Dana’s insides continued to clench, trying to expel him. It was as if she knew that what was inside her would soon tear her apart, and she was terrified. It was as if her body, accustomed to only the finest things, was rejecting him, pushing him away from all sides like a defective product it couldn’t possibly accept.

Kaiden, struggling to breathe, reached out to Dana, who was frozen in place. He brushed her sweat-drenched forehead and whispered,

“Dana……. Breathe.”

He was reaching his limit, his patience wearing thin……. Kaiden thought with a boiling heart. If this continued, Dana would either run away or faint……. He was on the verge of becoming a monster in heat, taking his pleasure from a corpse.

Fortunately, Dana gasped for breath. Kaiden met her gaze and reassured her.

Now, on the verge of truly moving, Kaiden wanted to know.

When he invaded her. When he took his place within her passage and moved like a rutting beast, hips slamming mindlessly.

What expression would Dana make as she accepted him? What sounds would escape her lips? How would she move beneath him? What would she look like as she reached her peak?

He worried if her first time would be enough to accommodate him. Could she, raised with the rigid traditions of a noble family, endure a coupling fueled by madness? A union that wasn’t a dutiful act of procreation, but a ravishment born of his desire to possess her….

Unlike Kaiden, whose mind was always filled with thoughts of her, Dana was a proper lady who wanted even a kiss to be prefaced with a warning. So Kaiden, with the utmost consideration for her, gave her a heads-up.

“I’m going to thrust now.”

Thrust? What kind of language is that?

Dana couldn’t finish her bewildered thought. His patience had completely run out. Without another moment to spare, Kaiden began to move. His c*ck, withdrawn to the base, plunged back inside without mercy. Like a whipped horse, he rushed into Dana’s depths. A desperate race began, fueled by all the time he had spent holding back.

“Ah!”

“Kuh, kuh…….”

Kaiden slammed into Dana with unrestrained passion, her body bucking beneath him. His urgency, unleashed now that he had cast aside all reason, was evident in his movements.

He sank deep inside, his *rection finding purchase within her clenching walls, pulling back, and plunging in again and again. Dana was at his mercy, pushed back as he thrust, pulled down as he withdrew, and then pushed back again as he surged forward.

Her parted legs trembled. Instinctively, her hands shot out, clutching at his shoulders, his arms. Her trembling fingers slid over his sweat-slicked skin.

“Ah, ah!”

Kaiden saw Dana’s face, her composure completely shattered. It drove him wild. Dana was crying out, her cries unending. The calm, composed, and elegant mask she usually wore was nowhere to be found. This was beyond his imagination, more intoxicating than any fantasy. It was so good. It was so f*cking good.

Dana’s expression, the flush on her face, the sounds escaping her lips, her movements, the heat radiating from her body – everything was a reaction to his intrusion. Right now, Dana was feeling him, buried deep inside her. Maybe it was pain, maybe it was pleasure. Kaiden was in no state of mind to distinguish between the two.

He was inside the woman he had yearned for. Inside the woman he had longed for, the woman he had been denied access to for so long. He was embedding himself in her just as she was embedded in him. Kaiden felt like laughing. No, he felt like crying, like howling. He wanted to scream, to roar.

All those times he had ached to be inside her. All those times he had thought that another man might take his place, might fill her with his seed. All those times Dana had made it clear that he would never have the chance to claim her. All those times.

Kaiden thrust himself into the woman who was seared onto his soul, again and again. Once wasn’t enough. He couldn’t bear the thought of withdrawing, not even for a second. He drove his hardened length deep inside her, as if he wanted to breach her womb and shatter her from within. With the sharpness and force of a heavy spear finding its mark, Kaiden continued to pierce Dana, to break her apart.

To embed himself in her as deeply as she was embedded in him, he had to keep moving, relentlessly, fiercely. He had to fill her up, stretch her open until she overflowed.

Only then, would his presence linger within her, as indelible as her own…?

“Dana, Dana…….”

“Uhhn, uhhn.”

The sounds of their sweaty bodies colliding echoed in the air. Beads of sweat dripped from the man’s heated skin onto the woman’s flushed body. With every thrust, fluids seeped from her core, mingling with his, creating a slick, wet sound.

The sweat on their skin, the fluids slicking their joined bodies, everything was sticky. The heat of their passion rivaled the summer night. The breeze blowing in through the open window only seemed to intensify the heat, their frantic movements fanning the flames higher.

Dana’s hands trembled on Kaiden’s arms. Her slender fingers barely held on to his sweat-slicked skin. Kaiden reached down and lifted her limp legs, pressing them down as he shifted his weight, driving himself deeper still.

With each thrust, her pale legs, lifted in the air, twitched in response. Dana’s platinum hair, a halo of shimmering strands, fanned out around her head like rays of light, rippling with each movement of his body.

He had wanted her from the moment he first laid eyes on her. When he returned to this life, a life where he had failed to claim her, he knew he had to have her. He had thought his lustful act would steal her innocence, that he would be defiling her purity.

But Kaiden now knew that Dana possessed him. He knew that she was swallowing him whole, pulling him into her tight, wet heat.

‘More. More. More…….’

Take more. Devour me. Chew me up and swallow me whole. Kaiden thought, a desperate plea escaping his lips on a wave of heat.

He offered himself to her, his c*ck, honed and hardened solely for her pleasure, a desperate offering of devotion. Every time he thought of her, he wanted to beg her to take this shameless, demanding part of him, to shackle it within her, to imprison it within her so that it could never leave her side.

“Dana…….”

Now, Kaiden began to move rapidly, his hips pistoning back and forth, his *rection still buried deep inside her. He was ravaging her, her insides unable to cope with the onslaught. His mind went blank, his senses overwhelmed by the pleasure building within him. It was amazing. It was f*cking incredible.

Kaiden bucked his hips, lost in the sensation of being inside her. Back and forth, in and out, he moved with a desperate urgency. Her legs, her swaying br*asts, everything about her drew his gaze, her body moving in sync with his.

“Haa, ahhn, haa…….”

Kaiden saw that Dana’s cheeks were wet with tears. She was past the point of crying out, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

He saw that her eyes and cheeks were flushed crimson, that love bites, dark and possessive, marked the delicate skin of her neck. He saw the way her flesh, parted and swollen around his c*ck, glowed with a delicate, inviting pink.

Her body, usually so pale and untouchable, was now flushed with color, her senses heightened, her movements mirroring his.

The virtuous princess lay beneath him, a commoner driven mad by his desire to possess her, transformed into the star of their own private erotic play. Satisfaction and exhilaration surged within him, a potent cocktail fueled by the intensity of their pleasure.

Now you can never ignore me, never forget me. My existence. The feeling of me buried inside you. The way you swallowed me whole.

“Khh……”

He reveled in the feeling of being trapped inside her, consumed by her. The pleasure that had been building within him crested, spilling over into a blinding wave of release. Kaiden came, his body racked with tremors as he emptied himself inside her. He poured himself into her, his release a testament to his need to fill her completely.

And the realization that he was spilling his seed inside her sent another jolt of pleasure through him. He was coming inside Dana. He was planting his seed in her pristine garden, a garden that had never known the touch of another. He was filling her depths, painting her darkness with the milky white evidence of his release.

Kaiden pressed himself deeper into her, his weight bearing down on her as he sought to bury himself even further. He pushed until he couldn’t go any further, his c*ck throbbing as he spilled the last of his release deep inside her. His body trembled, drained but still thrumming with a residual pleasure.

“Uhhn……”

“Haa……”

Kaiden looked down at Dana, her eyes fluttering closed. He reached out and gently caressed her cheek, wiping away a stray tear. He brushed her sweat-dampened hair away from her forehead, her fine strands slipping through his fingers.

Her body, this night, their emotions, their sensations, even a single drop of sweat, a single strand of hair, it all belonged to him. And in the same breath, he knew that he belonged to her. It was a heady, intoxicating realization, one that filled him with a sense of rightness, of belonging. And the best part? This, their time together, their claiming of each other, wasn’t even close to being over.

“Dana……. Don’t fall asleep.”

Why…?

Dana couldn’t answer, her mind already half-submerged in a sea of drowsiness. Kaiden whispered, his voice husky with desire.

“We’re far too hot…… We’ll continue this tomorrow night.”

Just like she had promised, her words filling him with a fierce, primal joy.