Red Riding Hood - Chapter 28
Eventually, she burst into tears.
“Lord Wolf… Ylfus.”
“Cinq, Cinq…”
Hearing her sobs, Ylfus bent over her.
Supporting himself with his arms, he breathed hotly, his golden eyes, filled with desire and reddened slightly, looking down at her.
“Uh, ugh. Ha, uh.”
Her voice spilled out.
She was beautiful.
Cinq swallowed her tears and looked up at him.
His face was damp with sweat, and his eyes, heavy with pleasure, seemed languid.
Perhaps it was an unbefitting thing to say about such a great knight, but he was truly beautiful.
The paladin, his reason clouded by lust, whispered hotly with his disheveled face.
“Cinq, my Cinq. Are you alright? Haa… You’re so tight inside. Soft, yet snug. Moist, elastic, warm… Haa… As I enter, a path is forming to fit me perfectly. Do you feel it?”
“Uh, it hurts… Ah, it’s too… too big…”
At her words, Ylfus’s face instantly turned to one of fear.
“Ah, Cinq. Does it hurt a lot? Should I… pull out?”
Cinq looked up at him with tear-filled eyes.
“But… but this is our first night. We… can’t stop, can we?”
“Is it alright if… I continue…?”
Cinq bit her lip tightly, shut her eyes, and nodded.
Ylfus grasped her left hand with his left and held it firmly before covering her completely with his large body.
Cinq’s soft b*****s were gently crushed under his muscular chest.
Pressing himself close, he murmured words of comfort that hardly sounded comforting.
“I’m sorry, Cinq. I’m… a bit… no, quite a lot bigger… But don’t worry, Cinq. It’ll all fit. Because you and I were made to fit together. So, just bear with it a little longer… alright?”
Then he rubbed his thick lips against the corners of her eyes, licking away her tears from her lashes.
Of course, his nonsensical reassurance did nothing to ease her.
Rather, the soft kisses from his beautiful lips helped more.
Cinq squeezed his left hand, which she had clasped tightly, and tried to relax her body.
The Wolf pressed his body against hers, moving his hips in slow, shallow thrusts.
Cinq breathed unevenly, trying to match his movements and accept him.
“Haah, hnnh, nngh, mmnh…!”
“Cinq… ah, Cinq. How… even your tears and breaths are so sweet…”
Suddenly, he supported the back of her neck, tilting her head back, and abruptly captured her lips.
The unexpected action caused her body to momentarily go limp.
He seized that chance, driving himself fully forward.
“……!”
It felt like her body was being torn in half.
Cinq screamed into his mouth, her slender frame trembling. Her legs, suspended in the air, stiffened, and her toes curled tightly as she endured the pain.
Finally, the Wolf pushed himself fully inside her.
He swallowed her labored breaths sweetly and waited still. Only when her trembling began to subside did he finally release her.
Cinq looked up at him, her tear-streaked face gasping for breath.
Ylfus slightly lifted his body and showered kisses on her tear-stained eyes, her forehead, her small nose, her soft cheeks, and her flushed ears.
“Cinq, what did I tell you? Look, it’s all the way in, down to the root.”
Cinq inhaled sharply and lowered her gaze.
Indeed, she could see Ylfus’s muscular lower abdomen, with its bulging veins, pressed fully against her private area.
With each deep breath he took, she could feel his thick body hair rubbing against her perineum.
“Hnnh, nngh, haangh…”
She struggled to breathe.
Spreading her thighs, she tried to adjust to the tingling sensation of her fully opened lower body and alleviate the heavy fullness inside by slightly moving her hips.
Her wrinkled flesh clenched around him, causing Ylfus to gasp sharply.
“Ah, if you clench like that…”
His waist trembled.
Unable to endure the sensation, he sharply arched his back and thrust deeply.
Cinq’s body spasmed violently.
“Ugh!”
Though he was fully inside, it felt as though there was yet more depth to reach.
The pain of being split apart and the strange sensation of her full belly being stirred was overwhelming.
It was such a bizarre feeling that she found it hard to breathe.
Ylfus slowly began to thrust.
Cinq could no longer make a sound.
The large tip and thick s***t ravaged her tender insides, shaking her entire abdomen.
All she could do was inhale sharply and exhale faintly in repeated succession.
Within her stuffed belly, a strange, heavy sensation spread.
It wasn’t solely pain anymore—it was a pulsing, roiling feeling.
