When Your Secret Crush Wizard Took a Love Potion - Chapter 50
‘Still?’
Tears involuntarily sprang from my eyes, filled with frustration at the unending affair. Surely it was time to let go after tormenting someone to this extent.
My entire body was drenched in sweat, not just from the exertion but because the alcohol had long since worn off, leaving only exhaustion so profound I could barely twitch a finger.
I was beyond caring about pride. I grabbed his gleaming blonde hair with enough force to pull it out.
“It hurts, Chloe.”
“When….will you stop!”
I exclaimed as Edgar, having had his hair roughly tugged, halted his aggressive movements.
“Well, I thought about just letting you sleep initially… but tonight is also our monumental first night together.”
His flushed face, strangely innocent for someone who had been shaking his hips like a beast, was now painfully close.
“Don’t you remember? You clenched down hard at the start because it hurt.”
Having cried so much, my eyes were sore. Edgar, with a thin smile, licked the tears from the corners of my eyes.
“So I thought I’d keep going until your tight spot molds to the shape of my c–k, until it might be easier next time.”
“What… uh!”
Before I could protest, he resumed his movements.
“It’s okay… almost there. Feel that? Your spot is gripping much more naturally now… hoo.”
This man was absurdly making up excuses.
“It doesn’t make any… ah!”
I shook my head in denial, but it was futile. Every time he thrust deeply, stirring my insides, I could distinctly feel my inner walls twitch and convulse in response.
Unlike the beginning, when I could barely accommodate him, the insertion now felt alarmingly natural. It was shocking how relaxed it had become.
Surely I wouldn’t have to live the rest of my life like this.
For a moment, real fear gripped me, but then I reminded myself that if a woman’s body could handle childbirth, it was undoubtedly more resilient than I’d anticipated.
More troubling than that, each time he thrust, my va–ina acted as if it was malfunctioning, leaking fluid incessantly. It was a wonder I wasn’t dehydrated.
“Ah! Oh!”
The solidly muscled hips pulled back and then thrust inside again, causing a shiver to run through me. The sensation was so intense that I couldn’t help but whine, feeling so close to the climax.
“Ah, there… Oh, there…”
The human body was more resilient than I had thought. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to gasp and quiver so intensely, despite being utterly exhausted from surpassing my limits.
“Ah! Oh!”
Edgar missed none of my faint mumblings. He moved his hips to softly rub the spot I had indicated felt good.
All reason and self collapsed before the raw pleasure that primal sensation brought. With each movement of his hips, I could only respond with weak moans, accepting him helplessly.
And finally.
Today alone, I had taken in his s–en countless times, and now it surged inside me once more.
“Ah… ah.”
Tears that I had been holding back streamed down as he gently kissed my neck, which was heaving from panting.
Surely he wouldn’t do more. I couldn’t take any more. Really, it was unbearable. My last bit of energy had finally drained away, and even keeping my eyes open was a struggle.
A wave of anxiety washed over me as I tensed.
“I love you.”
His softly murmured confession dissolved all my defenses. I focused my blurry vision and saw him smiling blissfully at me, declaring his love in a way that made my prior fears seem trivial.
“I’ve dreamed of this day. I promise, Chloe. We will be the happiest couple in the world.”
Kiss by kiss, he lifted my hand sprawled on the bed and pressed his lips to each joint, leaving me utterly defenseless. It felt as if my brain itself had melted. Only then did I fully realize how profoundly our relationship had changed.
I wondered what path my life would take now as it had faced an irreversible change.
The answer was not easy to come by.
For now, I just wanted to enjoy the sweet kisses.
