Chapter 3.4

“Even if you dislike it, there’s no turning back now. I never intended to do that.”

As the tight inner walls forcibly stretched, he pushed inside. The sticky flesh clung to the hot pillar, spreading tingling pleasure.

“Hah, ugh…!”

Violet let out a faint moan, her legs trembling as she barely held on. A mild climax enveloped her hazily.

“Have you already come? Or are you twitching like this because you want me to finish quickly?”

From Dein’s mouth, a hot breath escaped at the tight grip below. He stroked her trembling hips and moved his hand forward.

“Then you need to squeeze tighter. This isn’t enough.”

Despite the maddening pressure that seemed ready to spill any moment, Dein gritted his teeth, holding back the urge to climax, and lowered his fingers.

He parted the slightly open front, filled with his weighty member, and delved into the swollen cl*toris.

Deliberately, he lifted his fingertips and tapped the sensitive flesh, causing the insides to tighten and cling to the thick flesh at will.

“Hah, uh, ah, ah!”

A tingling pleasure spread through her entire body. The intense stimulus, like stars bursting before her eyes, made Violet bury her face in the bed and shake her head.

Her legs felt like they would collapse, but all she could do was tremble as his hands gripped her hips, holding her in place.

Dein gazed down at Violet, his breath growing rough. Unfortunately, he couldn’t see her face, but the trembling body was in full view.

Especially the pale nakedness that yielded below, enduring the pleasure, heightened his urge to climax.

The gaping hole still twitched, swallowing him as it fluttered at the entrance.

“Even though you’re going to enjoy it like this again soon.”

“Huh, ugh!”

Dein turned his hips slowly. The coarse body hair and heavy t*sticles rubbed against her tender hips, while the pillar pressed against the inner flesh.

When he pressed the spots she had particularly reacted to last night with the tip of his head, a foamy fluid leaked from the junction, dripping down.

“You’re leaking so much. I never knew you had so much fluid.”

“Huh, ugh, no, I… ah!”

“Even if you dislike it, get used to it. I won’t pretend anymore.”

Clicking his tongue softly, Dein quickened his motions, pressing inside. At the same time, his fingers moved faster over her cl*toris.

“Instead of wasting time on useless acts, I’ll take you by force, even if you dislike it.”

“Huh, uh, no… ugh!”

Violet, almost sobbing, barely turned her head back from where it was buried in the blanket.

“I was just surprised, huh, it’s not that I dislike it.”

Dein met Violet’s gaze. Her tear-streaked, moist face barely managed to speak through her ragged breath.

“Whatever kind of person you are, I don’t dislike it… Learning about a side of you I didn’t know, there’s no way I could dislike that.”

Amidst the mixed excitement and tears she barely held back, Violet conveyed what she wanted to say.

Though she couldn’t confess properly due to her hazy mind, she hoped he would understand her sincerity, just as she had come to know his.

Dein, who had been staring at Violet, twisted his face in an odd way. Like someone who had finally broken their restraints, he lowered himself onto her.

“Ah!”

Pressing his body tightly against her back, he squeezed her br*asts with both hands, starting to thrust rapidly.

The lower parts collided with a sound loud enough to be heard, becoming rough in an instant. Her small body seemed like it would be pushed forward, but he pulled her strongly towards him, repeating only the friction of the thrusts.

“Ah, ugh, ah, just a little, slower, huh, ugh!”

“Hah, you’re so beautiful I could die, where’s the time to pretend, to calculate, ugh.”

As if wanting to burst her chest, Dein kneaded her br*asts, bringing his lips close to her ear.

“Now that I finally have you in my arms, how can I pretend to be fine, to be a gentleman? Even if I climax and climax again, it’s not enough. Don’t you think?”

“Ahhh!”

Violet felt like lightning struck her head.

The speeding organ mercilessly stabbed at the sensitive inner walls.

The inner flesh began convulsing as if it had a mind of its own. Her vision sparkled frighteningly.

Violet struggled, but she couldn’t escape. Dein pulled her towards him, stimulating her inside and out simultaneously.

Every time the spot she felt was hit by the hot organ, the sensitive flesh outside was also tapped by his fingers, repeating the same stimulus.

“Ah, ah, huh, ah!”

She couldn’t hold back her voice. The insides tightened on their own, beyond control. A sensation similar to the urge to urinate spread below, tingling her legs.

“No, I feel like I’m going to… ugh!”

“Cute. Hah, you’ve been leaking continuously.”

“No, it’s not that… ugh, please, I feel like I’m going to… ugh!”

Violet pleaded, her face bright red. Despite the chaos, the shame she couldn’t utter out loud blocked her reason, but she couldn’t hold back.

“Really?”

Suppressing her shame, she confessed, but Dein’s response was cold. Or perhaps, kind.

“It’s okay. You can release that too.”

Violet couldn’t believe what came out of his mouth. But no more words came.

The organ, half withdrawn, struck inside more forcefully. With short, rapid thrusts, he hit the same spot, while the fingers tapping her cl*toris adhered to the flesh, rubbing against the grain.

She couldn’t hold on any longer. The sensation of the last thing she was holding onto snapping.

With uncontrolled moans, Violet arched her back, trembling.

“Ah, ah… uh, ahhh!”

Under the man’s hand, which was rubbing her cl*toris, clear liquid burst forth like a fountain. At the same time, love juices poured explosively from the already leaking junction, soaking the sheets.

Violet gasped for air, unable to even moan. Her vision blurred, and her head felt dizzy.

Unable to resist the sensation of pleasure and the strange feeling she only experienced when relieving herself, she was overwhelmed by shame after the flow finally stopped.

Tears fell as she felt like she had made a mistake, as if she were a child.

“Uh, sob, uh…”

Her moans and sobs mixed as they escaped her lips. Dein lifted her collapsing body, still inside her.

Grasping her knees, he turned her to sit on his lap, her legs wrapped around his waist.

As her insides were scraped, Violet trembled with the lingering heat, reaching a weak climax even amidst her whimpering.

Dein met her gaze, holding back the urge to climax as her insides clenched around him.

Her face, soaked with tears, was swollen, her lips plump with moisture, and her unfocused eyes were adorned with transparent tears like jewels.

Looking into her eyes, weakened by pleasure, made his already hot lower body throb even more.

“Phew… you’re wet both above and below.”

“Ah!”

Dein gritted his teeth and moved his hips again. He thrust repeatedly while shaking her slender body back and forth on top of him.

Her body, still not over the remnants of climax, was drawn back into pleasure.

“Even looking so lewd, you’re so beautiful. What should I do? Hmm?”

“Hah, ugh, uh!”

“If you don’t marry me, who else were you planning to show this to?”

“Uh, uh, hah, ah!”

“To whom were you planning to show this and let them taste you?”

His thrusts grew rougher. The organ, thrusting upwards, stimulated deeper, driving her mad.

Whether denying his words or fearing the overwhelming pleasure, Violet shook her head and clung to Dein’s neck.

Clinging to him, she desperately held on, as if only he could save her from this terrifying pleasure.

Dein couldn’t hold back any longer. Moving solely for mating, he thrust without considering her climax.

Something unbearable washed over her again. As her toes curled and a moan escaped, Dein lifted her and thrust deeply, trembling.

“Hah, ugh!”

“Ugh!”

Dein cl*maxed inside her. As his copious release filled her already wet insides, liquid overflowed from the sticky junction.

Violet, overwhelmed by the unbearable sensation, collapsed against him.

The chest of the man pressed against her moved rapidly with his breathing.

For a long time. After finishing his long climax, Dein gently shook his hips and forcibly lifted her face from his shoulder.

“Violet.”

He called her with a hoarse voice. Blinking slowly, she met his deep gaze.

“You’re mine.”

Because you are the reason and meaning for everything I’ve achieved.

After a low whisper, Dein pressed his lips to hers. It was a gentle and tender kiss, rather than a messy one.

As if savoring their unity, he gazed at her again.

“I love you. Even now that I have you, I want you so much I could go crazy.”

The confession was passionate. Rough, like the side of him she had just discovered, but it covered her with a sincerity deeper than anything.

It had been an unbelievable two days. Yet the intense gazes and words she received over those two days—she couldn’t disbelieve any of it.

Violet looked at him with trembling eyes. She wanted to properly tell him that she loved him too.

But she lost the chance. The man’s entire body threw a confession of love that was faster and more urgent than hers.

Instead of hearing her answer, Dein focused on endlessly whispering his love. And the incoherent muttering about being first, which she couldn’t understand, was Violet’s last memory.

Engulfed by an overwhelming wave, accepting his sincere feelings with her whole body was all Violet could do in response.