He wanted to make her cry more.

He wanted to see Elia, ruined beneath him, crying and clinging to him.

Casiel unhesitatingly took the pink n*pple into his mouth. As he sucked the soft n*pple that pushed into his lips with all his might, he felt as if the blood in his body boiled instantly.

“Sniff.”

Casiel forcibly pressed down the sobbing small body and played with his fingers that had entered under her skirt, pushing aside her underwear and pressing firmly on the split gap.

The tightly closed gap firmly rejected his finger as if it wouldn’t allow even the slightest intrusion.

Instantly, impatience and anger raised their heads simultaneously.

Casiel roughly lifted her skirt. His trained large frame easily subdued Elia’s struggling body and pulled down her underwear in one go, exposing her intimate area under the bright candlelight.

“Your Majesty!”

Without delay, he aligned his tip with her tightly closed entrance.

If he could have his way, he wanted to roughly shove his c*ck, which was too narrow and kept slipping without entering even a bit, inside her.

“Uh…… ahh.”

Just barely aligning the tip, Elia groaned in pain, suffering.

Casiel pressed down Elia’s body, which was struggling in pain, with both arms.

Unable to move at all under the heavy weight and strong force, he began to slowly push his c*ck into her small body.

“It, it hurts! It hurts, Your Majesty! Please!”

At the scream filled with pain, the dark desire for domination that had been crouching in the depths raised its head. If he could, he wanted to devour Elia whole like this.

Whether she cried, screamed, or bled, he wanted to mercilessly violate her without caring and eventually ej*culate inside her.

But Elia’s inside was too narrow.

The tight inner wall entrance, not ready to accept his large c*ck, squeezed Casiel’s member tightly.

“Hah.”

“Pull, pull it out! Please! Ahh!”

Pull it out. That was impossible.

Casiel looked at the tightly closed entrance that had barely swallowed just the tip of his gl*ns with eyes darkened by desire.

Blood was beginning to form at the twitching junction.

Though the blood seeping out from the forceful intrusion was pitiful, he couldn’t help feeling a sharp sense of satisfaction.

“What would you do now? It seems you can’t marry another man with a body like this?”

The vaginal opening that was already tightly gripping his c*ck stiffened at those words and squeezed Casiel’s member as if to cut it off.

“Hah.”

He wanted to tease and mock her a bit more, but at the maddening pressure, Casiel involuntarily let out a moan. Just the tip had barely entered and the pleasure is already this much.

It was frightening to imagine how satisfying it would be to push all the way in and pour out his seed.

But.

Drip drip.

The pleasure that blurred his vision lost its momentum when he faced Elia’s face, which had turned pale and was silently shedding chicken-dropping-like tears.

Her small face, blank and captivated by fear and horror, was flooded with tears from who knows where.

“I…… I’m sorry…… sniff. But……”

Oh no.

Casiel clicked his tongue.

It was no wonder she was shocked, having tied up someone with no such experience and trying to take her body right away.

Though he wanted to immediately burrow into Elia’s inside and wreak havoc, he displayed superhuman patience.

“Stop crying.”

“Sniff, sob.”

Large hands carefully cupped her tear-soaked face.

“I didn’t want to go this far either.”

“Hic, yes?”

Elia’s already large eyes grew even bigger.

“What you mean is……”

As if timed perfectly, the c*ck that had its tip inside Elia’s body until then twitched.

It was natural that Elia’s body trembled at that movement.

“Wa, wa, wait a moment Your Majesty! Please stop…… ah, mmph!”

When the pain she had forgotten in shame and horror struck her body again, Elia tried to reach out to push him away. But both her arms were still tied immovably to the bed.

“Didn’t I tell you not to pull too hard? You’ll get bruises.”

His tone of kindly worrying while having tied her arms was shameless beyond measure.

“Your Majesty. Ah…… ahh.”

Elia’s chest heaved violently as she groaned and gasped to swallow the pain.

Casiel, who had been staring blankly at the enchanting sight of her round br*asts swaying, bit his lower lip. To suppress the urge to immediately grab those tempting br*asts in his hands, Casiel clenched his fists and changed the subject.

“So, are you really not going to tell me who that man is?”

“What?”

For a moment, forgetting even the pain, her face that looked up and asked back was filled with undeniable bewilderment.

While quietly watching her clear brown eyes shake in confusion, Casiel’s expression changed completely.

In truth, the human relationships Casiel had formed in his life were entirely composed of his subordinates or targets he had to conquer.

Recalling spies who used to lie and avoid his eyes, or criminals who swallowed dryly to cover up after committing great sins from Elia’s trembling appearance, was perhaps pitiful proof that he had lived an utterly bleak life.

If one calmly shared tea time and looked deeply into his upbringing process, there might be room to feel compassion, but for the current Elia, that was nothing short of disaster.

Having lived that way, Casiel had no ability to delicately read Elia’s confusion.

As if the serious expression he had been quietly maintaining until just before was a lie, Casiel’s face turned cold. His chilled gaze was exactly that of a ruler who had ruthlessly suppressed rebels.

“Tell me. Who that man is.”

“Uh……”

At the endlessly lowered voice, Elia fumbled, unable to find words to respond.

It was awkward now to say that there had never been such a man, and that it was merely an excuse to leave the imperial palace.

Elia’s brief hesitation made Casiel’s head as cold as his gaze.

“I see.”

Casiel’s hand, which spat out words curtly as if cutting them off, moved toward the rope that bound Elia’s hands.

Just as Elia thought he was finally going to untie her, before she could even feel the tingling sensation of her hands being freed, large hands firmly gripped Elia’s waist.

“Your Maj…… ahh!”

Thud! The c*ck that had only been resting at the tip immediately thrust up to the very root.

Blinding pain struck Elia.

“If you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to. I’ll find out what I need to find out myself.”

“Ah…… ugh.”

“Anyway.”

The c*ck that had thrust in so far that his balls touched her entrance suddenly pulled out. It was such a rough movement that it seemed her scraped inner walls might be torn.

“Mmph!”

The next moment, Casiel violently thrust his c*ck into Elia’s body hard enough to make a thudding sound.

“Soon you won’t be able to think about anything.”

His words were flawed.

Not soon—Elia already couldn’t think about anything.

Her head felt completely empty from the unbearable intense pain.

Elia had no capacity for logical thinking and simply reached out with all her might to push Casiel away, wanting to live.

She tried pushing his chest with both arms that had just been freed from being tied and were still tingling, but the chest hard as a wall didn’t budge at all.

Rather, when Elia’s slender fingers brushed his skin, his angry p*nis stirred inside Elia as if it had its own will.

“You don’t need to try to excite me—I’m already sufficiently excited.”

“That’s…… mph.”

Casiel swallowed Elia’s lips as she opened them to protest indignantly at the ridiculous statement.

His fierce c*ck began to pierce Elia relentlessly without rest.

“Ah! Ahh, mph! Mmph!”

Only helpless screams burst out at his merciless hip movements. But the screams blocked by Casiel’s lips didn’t even come out as proper sounds.

“Haah……”

A languid exclamation completely disconnected from his intense movements leaked between Casiel’s lips.

Though it was a voice that seemed to feel ecstasy, Elia’s ears couldn’t even notice that sound.

“Your, Your Majesty. Ahhh. Ugh!”

Mixed with Elia’s scream-like calls were the friction sounds of skin slapping and then squelching sounds. It was the sound made by the mixture of fluids the inner walls belatedly produced in surprise at the unexpected intrusion and the excessive liquid from his tip.

But that amount of wetness was far from sufficient. The force driving and thrusting into her body was too strong. Pain like being burned continuously penetrated her body. Elia reached out her flailing hands and grabbed Casiel’s arm. It hurt as if she would die if she didn’t hold onto something.

Casiel, who had been firmly gripping Elia’s waist and thrusting his c*ck upward, paused for a moment when Elia grabbed his arm.

Casiel, confirming Elia’s face where even focus was difficult to maintain, made a subtle expression.

For an instant, complex emotions that could be called regret cast over his handsome face like a painting. However, he didn’t stop his thrusting.

Her white body swayed according to Casiel’s movements. Because she was hanging onto his arm, her swaying br*asts brushed his forearm every time Casiel drove into Elia.

Each time, the c*ck filling Elia’s insides twitched once.

The inner walls that squeezed his c*ck with everything they had each time he pulled out and entered were hot.

It might have been even hotter because of the thin stream of blood that began flowing down her thighs.

“Kuh.”

When the strength left Elia’s arms that were holding onto Casiel’s arm, Casiel groaned shortly and vigorously poured his seed deep inside Elia’s body.

The hot liquid that gushed in couldn’t all be contained in Elia’s body and slowly leaked out from the junction, mixed with blood.

“Hah. Hah……”

Elia, who hadn’t been breathing properly, gasped roughly.

When Casiel stopped moving, relief surged that the pain had finally ended, regardless of what would happen next.

But the relief was brief.

The massive flesh that occupied her insides without reducing in volume moved for some reason.

The color drained from Elia’s face.

No way. Right? It couldn’t be?

“Your Maj…… mmph.”

Elia’s desperate call wasn’t completed.

This time, without seeming to hurry, Casiel slowly pushed his tongue into the mouth of Elia, who had turned pale.

Simultaneously, Casiel resumed the movement of his hips.

The movement of slowly pulling his hips back and then slowly pushing the massive flesh pillar back in didn’t hide its clear intention. As if he wanted to push the s*men he had already ej*culated deeper into Elia’s body.

At the feeling of the volume that had decreased slightly filling her insides again, Elia felt a distant despair as if the ground beneath her feet was crumbling.