Red Riding Hood - Chapter 36
As the prominent tip stimulated her inner pelvis, the area beneath her navel where nerves swelled together, her back arched, and the insides of her thighs trembled.
“Ah, nnnh, ahh, it feels strange…!”
Ylfus whispered softly, moving his hips leisurely.
“Strange? How so?”
“Ah, mmnh, it… it feels like something’s going to come out…”
“Little one, my pretty Cinq. Are you about to release your pretty water again?”
“Huhh, no, I don’t want to… I won’t…”
Cinq scrunched her forehead and clenched down below.
The soft pressure made Ylfus let out a satisfied groan.
He pulled her ankles toward him, placing her feet on his broad chest. The posture, with her squatting over him, naturally increased the internal pressure, tightening her inner walls.
Cinq sensed this and pushed at his chest with her heels.
“Ah, no, stop, Ylfus, stop…!”
Ignoring her plea, he thrust deep, stimulating every sensitive spot inside her.
Cinq screamed.
“Aaahh…!”
He withdrew briefly, only to drive in hard again, shaking her entire petite body with the force.
Finally, clear fluid burst from her, gushing from her womanhood.
“Aahhh…!”
Lying down, Cinq’s body arched like a bow, her toes curling tightly and pinching his chest.
Ylfus clasped her insteps with one hand and held her hips firmly with the other, ensuring she couldn’t escape as he continued pounding into her.
Each deep thrust drew forth fountains of the pretty water he adored. For the ever-thirsty beast, it was the height of satisfaction.
“Ah, Cinq.”
Amid the squelching sounds of their union, he felt the intense pressure of her convulsing inner walls as she reached climax after climax.
The overwhelming tightness and suction sent waves of pleasure from his u*****a down to his perineum, as though his seed pouch were being tugged.
The sharp sensations shot up his spine, emptying his mind.
Lost in the heights of ecstasy, the beast smiled sweetly, his eyes completely unfocused.
***
After their long, intense lovemaking, Ylfus fetched warm water and carefully cleaned her body.
Then, bringing galette and wine, he lay beside Cinq in bed, indulging in a leisurely late supper.
The Wolf, chewing on his galette, asked,
“Cinq, what was it you wanted to tell me earlier? You said you realized something amazing.”
Cinq, lazily leaning against him and nibbling on a piece of galette he’d torn for her, brightened.
“Lord Wolf, I saw the faces of the villagers for the first time…!”
Ylfus smiled warmly at her words.
Though it was too soon to be certain, Cinq seemed to have improved greatly.
And she would continue to get better.
Putting distance between herself and this house, filled with bad memories, the vast, eerie forest, and the unsettling village called Mindi, was the best remedy for her.
On their journey home, he planned to take her on a trip—a luxurious and sweet honeymoon, as one might call it.
As he mentally listed the places he wanted to show his beloved wife, he kissed her forehead with lips that still carried the scent of butter and almond cream.
“Is that so? That’s wonderful, Cinq. Something worth celebrating.”
Ylfus poured wine into a glass for her and held the bottle himself.
“A cause for celebration calls for a toast, doesn’t it?”
Cinq smiled sweetly and lifted her glass.
“Alright.”
The glass and bottle clinked lightly.
Ylfus drank deeply from the bottle. Surprisingly, the wine was excellent—light, fragrant, with a sweet finish.
Cinq sipped her wine and took a bite of her galette.
As she chewed, she noticed something inside the bread. She pulled it out of her mouth.
It was a small porcelain figurine, a fève, hidden in the galette.
Cinq smiled bashfully.
“Angel, it’s you.”
The porcelain figurine was shaped like an angel.
She placed it in the bedside drawer and, snuggling into the Wolf’s chest as he snored softly, drifted into a deep sleep.
But when Cinq opened her eyes again, the Wolf was no longer by her side.
Instead, at the foot of her bed sat an angel—or rather, a pale and beautiful priest.
“Cinq. My sinful purity, my tainted lamb.”
The furious angel, his eyes blood-red, spoke.
“Now, let us talk about your sins.”
