In the Doghouse - Chapter 54
The thickest part of his tip disappeared entirely inside her. Tears welled up in Courtney’s eyes, not from emotion but sheer physical reaction, and even with her teary gaze, she spat out her words spitefully.
“If you dare… finish without permission… nngh… you won’t get away with it.”
“Yes, Master… mmh…”
Courtney released her grip on his shxft and grabbed his bxttxcks, which she had already smacked thoroughly earlier. The moment her soft hands touched his sore backside, Richard almost lost control. He barely managed to hold back, curling his toes to resist the urge.
Panting like a woman in labor, Courtney struggled for breath. If this kept up, she would lose control and pass out before she even realized it. Gritting her teeth, she yanked his hips toward her.
“Mmnh!”
“Nnngh!”
As their lower bodies fully connected, both let out moans simultaneously, as if flames had been ignited and their body temperatures skyrocketed.
The tears that had gathered in Courtney’s eyes slid down her cheeks. She felt as though her body was being split in two. With her blurry vision, she looked down at the connection between them. Her fully stretched entrance was filled entirely by his dark, reddened shxft, buried to the hilt.
“Why… ugh… why is it so big?!”
“I apolo… nngh…”
Though it was an absurd complaint, Richard quickly apologized. He hadn’t fully understood what she said, too focused on holding back from finishing prematurely.
Inside, Courtney was tight and scorching hot, her walls contracting and squeezing around his length without pause. His instincts urged him to move his hips like a beast, but his desire to submit to her kept him restrained.
Courtney wiped away her tears and struggled to steady her breath. Slowly, she began to adjust to the sensation of being so completely filled. The pain gradually dulled, and faint waves of pleasure began to rise. Reaching for the leash again, she gave a command.
“S-Slowly… ugh… start moving.”
No sooner had she spoken than Richard began to withdraw his hips gently. His length slid out, the slick flesh clinging to him before being drawn back in. Courtney couldn’t stop the soft moans that escaped her as her body responded to the movement.
Richard’s hazy gaze dropped to watch. His cxck, half-covered in her juices, glistened as it emerged from her entrance. The parted lips of her s-x twitched, seeming to invite him back inside.
With a deep thrust, he filled her again.
“Hnnngh!”
With her cat-like cry, something in Richard snapped. His rational mind ceased to function.
He quickened his pace, thrusting deeply and forcefully. Wet sounds filled the room as their bodies collided, her fluids splashing with each powerful movement. Once, twice, and then again. The speed and intensity only increased as he drove himself into her over and over.
All his senses except for the pleasure from their connection were dulled. It was as if he were an animal, seeking nothing but the height of ecstasy. He mindlessly pounded into her like a piglet rooting in the mud.
Even as his throat tightened from the tension on the leash.
“Ri, chard! Ahhnn…!”
The world seemed to stop for a moment, then resumed as if everything came rushing back. He suddenly halted, lifting his gaze from their joining.
There she was, Courtney, her body disheveled and crumpled between him and the headboard, her legs spread apart from the frantic movements. With her tear-filled eyes glaring at him, she clung to the leash like a lifeline.
“Ah…”
“You terrible bastard! Hiic, you filthy dog! You liar!”
Now that she saw his senses return, Courtney let out a mixture of sobs and curses.
Richard hadn’t heard a word, but Courtney had tried everything—reasoning with him, coaxing him, even slapping his shoulders and chest. Yet, he had ignored her, his wild eyes focused only on his own pleasure, moving mechanically as though possessed.
She shoved him hard in the chest with both hands.
“Go die!”
“I ap, ologize.”
Still connected in that ridiculous position, he kept apologizing. Sniffling, Courtney tried to calm her racing heart. She had known he was crazy, but just moments ago, he had seemed like a complete lunatic.
He slowly began to pull back, and as his shxft withdrew, transparent liquid trickled from where they were joined.
“I’m sorry, Courtney. I’ll get the physician immediately—”
But before he could finish, she yanked the leash, pulling him close until their noses nearly touched. Staring into his eyes with her tear-streaked face, she spoke.
“Do it again. And if you disobey this time, I swear I’ll cut it off.”
Despite the fear she had felt moments ago, she couldn’t deny the climax that had been building. She urged him to move again. Richard, bewildered, gazed at her for a moment before planting a soft kiss on her lips.
“Yes, Master.”
With one hand gripping the leash and the other buried in his golden hair, Courtney corrected her earlier thoughts. The idea that a beastly man was preferable? Canceled. She vowed never to lose control to this madman again.
Despite the many mishaps, the crown prince and his wife’s first night together was ultimately a success.
Richard, clinging desperately to his sanity, devoted himself entirely to her, ensuring she fully experienced the pleasures of their union.
