Violet Zerotta's Hasty Marriage - Chapter 25
“Haa, ah, clothes, aaah— Aldrick… Aldrick…”
As she clung to him, calling his name, Violet could feel Aldrick gritting his teeth to hold himself back.
He pressed her relentlessly until she was lost in a haze of ecstasy and began to plead with him. Whether he was encouraging her or simply wanted to consume her whole, Aldrick kept kissing and sucking her ears, the nape of her neck, and her chest.
At some point, while receiving all that he was giving, Violet’s mind went blank, and her body felt as if it were floating in midair in a dizzying suspension. Only later did she realize that what she had felt was the peak of pleasure, the climax of sensation.
By the time she was finally released from his touch, Violet’s body drooped like a water-soaked wad of cotton. Every part of her felt as if it had melted into soft butter.
Before she even had the chance to feel embarrassed, Aldrick was already positioned between her legs. He looked anything but composed.
Even in the midst of her extreme embarrassment, Violet looked directly into his eyes. She liked the way he looked down at her so heatedly. She liked the feeling that he desired her. With a hot sigh, Violet wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
Everything felt much more natural than on the first night. Unlike that time, when two people who knew nothing had simply clashed with uncontrollable passion, things were different now. It was still urgent and hasty, but at least this time she knew what was going to happen, and Violet was able to relax a bit more.
Aldrick didn’t take his eyes off Violet, who was quietly waiting for him to enter.
He grabbed her legs and wrapped them around his waist, drawing close. Holding his manhood in one hand to guide himself, the tip, already daunting in size, pressed against her.
She thought she would be fine, but the sensation of something prying open her narrow entrance still felt foreign.
Maybe it was something she’d never get used to in her entire life. Though she was thoroughly wet, the tight and painful pressure made her squeeze her eyes shut.
“Violet, haa, does it hurt? Should I stop?”
But he looked as if he would cry if she told him to stop now.
With a feeling that she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, Violet shook her head.
“It’s okay. Just… slowly. Ouch, do it slowly.”
When she didn’t refuse, he kept murmuring apologies even as he continued moving.
Violet, unlike the first night, tried to relax and accept him comfortably. Soon, his length and her insides locked tightly together. A deep pressure bore down on her entire body.
After giving her a moment to adjust to his size, Aldrick, as if he couldn’t hold back anymore, began to move.
At first, his movements were slow and dull. When he drew his hips back and then thrust in again, the overwhelming force pushed her body up. The pressure rising to just beneath her throat made Violet twist her body.
“I’m sorry, Violet…”
When he softened his movements slightly, the suffocating feeling disappeared. Soon after, a lukewarm and e****c sensation began to bloom deep inside her.
It started as a tiny spark.
A spark, no bigger than a fingernail, ignited by Aldrick.
Last time, everything had flown by too fast for her to even feel that spark.
But tonight, Violet could clearly feel it.
With each heavy thrust Aldrick made, the spark slowly grew. As when he stimulated her center with his hands, something powerful and primal traced along her spine.
Entwined with Aldrick’s solid body—arms and legs tangled together—Violet was swept away by his rhythm. His burning body heat, sweat-drenched skin, and rough breathing surrounded her like an illusion.
The end came not long after. As Aldrick’s movements turned wild, like those of a beast beyond control, Violet realized he was nearing climax, just as she had earlier.
The spark that had swelled inside her responded to each of Aldrick’s rough thrusts with surging pleasure.
As though the only place he was meant to be was inside her, he blindly drove himself deeper and deeper, carving himself into her.
Before long, Aldrick let out a fierce groan against the nape of her neck and released the last of his passion.
And Violet, recognizing the fire he had transferred to her for the first time, tenderly embraced his large body.
