The Dragon Duke's Wife - Chapter 36
As he spoke, Khalid stripped her bare, his hands moving over her skin. Everywhere he touched, the internal heat seemed to swirl and ignite, replacing the chill.
Ancia realized that he was right. She did know this sensation.
It was the same fiery warmth she felt each time Khalid brought her to the peak of pleasure.
Her breathing was ragged. Each labored breath caused her chest to rise and fall deeply, the movement rippling down to her abdomen, brushing against Khalid’s lower stomach. Every time his hidden length pressed against her just below her navel, a fresh wave of wetness pooled between her thighs, soaking her further.
The heat was overwhelming, searing through her body and clouding her mind. Ancia stretched her legs, then crossed them again, writhing helplessly.
“Kal, ah, Kal… something feels strange. It feels so strange… ah, mm!”
“I intended to let you adjust more slowly, but I can’t wait anymore.”
Khalid undid the buttons of his pants and freed himself.
Ancia gasped as the blunt, heated tip pressed against her. Instinctively, she clung tightly to Khalid’s neck, holding on.
“Ah, ahh!”
Her body felt feverish, as if she were melting, but Khalid was like a searing iron rod, impossibly hot. Her entrance was wet and open, accustomed to receiving him.
But this was entirely different from anything she had experienced before.
The broad head of his length rubbed against her entrance repeatedly. She heard wet, slick sounds. Ancia found herself involuntarily tightening and releasing, her body preparing to receive him. More warmth trickled from within.
Finally, the massive length began to press into her narrow entrance. Khalid’s dragon fingers had been thick and hot, but this was far beyond that. She squeezed her eyes shut. It was as intense as her first time with him, teetering between pain and anticipation.
“Relax. Just breathe. You’re okay.”
Khalid kissed her damp forehead and cheeks, his own face glistening with sweat.
“You ate my heart. You can handle this.”
Slowly, inch by inch, her body stretched to accommodate him as his presence split her apart. It felt as though her body might break, and she found herself wishing he would thrust all the way in to get it over with.
But no matter how much she dug her nails into his back, urging him on, Khalid moved deliberately, imprinting himself into her body.
“Ann, look at me.”
“Ah… ngh, ugh!”
Tears welled in her eyes, not from pain but from the sheer shock of the sensation coursing through her.
Her body quivered and shuddered. The burning heat of her walls seemed to reject the intrusion. But Khalid pushed through. His hands were gentle as they caressed her cheeks and chest, but below, he was merciless.
“Look at me, Ann.”
Through blurred vision, she forced her eyes open. Khalid’s face looked more desperate than she had ever seen before.
“No matter what, you’ll never escape me.”
“Kal… ah, ahh!”
It felt as though every part of her inner walls was molding itself to his shape.
“Ah… ah!”
Finally, he pushed all the way in. It felt as if he had filled her entirely, pressing so deep that she could barely breathe. He was too big, too hot. His length reached nearly to the entrance of her womb, stretching her walls as it swelled even further inside.
“Ah! Kal, it… it hurts, ah… ah!”
Ancia writhed. Khalid gripped her firmly, pressing deeply until their bodies met completely, his hips brushed her sensitive nub.
She had never known there could be sensations so deep within her. It wasn’t just the fullness—there was something at the very core that sent sensations through her chest and head as though she might shatter from the intensity. His girth pulsed and twitched inside her, stretching her further.
“Ah, ah! What… oh, oh…!”
“Ann, Ann… hold onto me.”
Ancia clung to his shoulders. Khalid began to move slowly, deliberate yet gentle. His every shift stroked her sensitive depths.
Meanwhile, her inner walls were soaked, There were lewd, wet sounds that filled the room. Her body, though unused to him, adjusted and tightened on Khalid.
“Relax. You’re making it harder… ngh, it’s tight.”
“Ah… ah, I… I can’t…”
Everything that had come into her body seemed insignificant. No matter how much her walls squeezed and resisted, Khalid’s hot length pressed on, unrelenting. Her body had no choice but to yield, forced to take him in completely.
Ancia sobbed softly, her head spinning as her body twisted beneath him, unable to process the overwhelming sensations. Each time her hips shifted, her walls stretched further. She didn’t want him to move, yet his presence was so deep that it was impossible to remain still.
“Kal… please… ah, Kal!”
And then, as he pressed even deeper, her vision went white.
“Ahhhhh!”
Her back arched, her fingers clutching Khalid’s shoulders. The blinding whiteness darkened, as though she were being pulled into an endless abyss.
