Harem System In A fantasy World

Chapter 477: Claiming Isla II *

Isla nodded shakily as she held onto his shoulders for dear life. "It... it burns," she admitted in a small voice.

"I know," Elion soothed, kissing away a stray tear that had just begun to trickle from her left eye. "The pain will go away in a moment; just tell me when it feels better, and I will start to move."

After waiting for a bit, Isla opened her eyes and found Elion looking at her lovingly.

"I-I feel much better now..." Even though she said that, Elion nodded, but he still waited, counting her breaths, until he felt the rigid tension begin to seep from her thighs and belly.

Only then did he move, withdrawing an inch before sliding back in a little deeper this time.

"Ahhh...." A soft, pained moan escaped her lips, but this one held less pain and more bewildered sensation.

"That’s it," he encouraged, beginning to thrust in and out in a slow, shallow rhythm without going too fast or any deeper, even though he was more than tempted to.

With each gradual thrust, the burning discomfort in Isla’s walls receded, replaced by a profound, stretching fullness that began to spark a tingling sensation of pleasure inside her.

"Ahhh....Ahnnn...Nnngg~"

Very quickly, Isla found that being stroked by his tongue was vastly different from being stroked from within by his dick.

This new feeling was like a deep internal caress that made her gasp deeply, as if she was fighting for her life each time he thrust in and out.

Each time Elion pumped in, the schick...schick...schick sound of him sheathing his shaft into her tight pussy began to echo, especially when he slowly began to pick up the pace and go deeper, feeling that Isla had become comfortable enough taking him.

"Ahhhh...ahhhhh!" Gradually, Isla’s whimpers became gasping moans.

The whole length of her vagina had been claimed now. Six inches of Elion’s eight were deep inside her, but he couldn’t plug himself deeper.

His tip was already hitting the entrance to her womb, so this was all she could take without him forcefully ramming his whole length in.

Which meant the channel of her pussy was smaller than what he was used to seeing from his other women, but it was these details that made each of them special, so he would have to learn them.

The slow, delicate thrusting went on for a while, and all that could be heard were Isla’s soft moans, Elion’s grunts, and the lewd schick schick sound of their fucking.

Elion had been watching her face, taking note of every change in her expression. He saw the pain melt into uncertainty, and then, gloriously, he saw the first flicker of stunned delight in her eyes.

He angled his hips, and on the next inward stroke, the head of his cock brushed a spot that made her eyes fly open wide.

"O-oh!" she cried out in pleasure, her back arching toward him at the sudden shock of pleasure coursing through her.

A triumphant, tender smile touched Elion’s lips when he saw the sudden, debauched look creep onto her innocent face.

If she was this reactive when he was being considerate and gentle, fucking her into a broken state would be quite effortless, more so if he began to use sinful touch to set her nerves on fire.

He looked down between their bodies, watching the slick, rhythmic motion of his cock as he slid in and out of her tight cunt.

The sight was obscenely beautiful, her pink folds stretched wide around his powerful girth. But as he pulled back for a deeper thrust, a new detail caught his eye in the dim light.

A thin, liquid layer of crimson coated his shaft, shimmering against his skin and her glistening wetness: Her virgin blood.

His rhythm hitched for a single, profound second, a wave of fierce, possessive tenderness crashing over him. He followed the trail of red, his gaze dropping to the soaked platform beneath them.

There, a small, dark pool had formed where their bodies met, the rich crimson already swirling and mixing with the clear, slick flood of her pussy juices that had drenched the cushioned platform of water.

This was the evidence of her innocence, which she had just given away to him.

He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a searing, possessive kiss, swallowing her gasp as he plunged into her again, the coppery scent of blood and sex filling the air around them.

The simmering pain inside her was completely gone by now, and there was nothing but the hard, deep feeling of him pumping into her.

Elion saw it in her face. She was just feeling good now, so he stopped being slow and completely gentle with his pumps.

He grabbed her ass with both hands, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh, and he lifted her right off the platform.

"Eeeeekkk! Nnngghh~" Isla let out a sharp, pleasured yelp of surprise, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, her arms locking around his neck for dear life as Elion moved away from the platform.

"Hold on," he grunted as he pulled her close, pressing her small, soft breasts onto his chest.

Then he really started to fuck her like he meant to. He slammed her down onto his cock at the same time he thrust up from his waist.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

The sound was wet and loud, and her whole body shook with each thrust as she clung to his neck, her face buried against him, crying out with every brutal pump.

He was going fast now, pistoning into her without mercy while she was just a whimpering, moaning mess on his dick. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, getting tighter and wetter.

"Fuck, Isla," Elion groaned. He was hitting her deep, in a place that made her eyes roll back.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

As the underside of Isla’s thighs and ass met Elion’s groin, the wet, meaty sound of their joining filled the room, along with their ragged breathing and her continuous, pleasured moans.

"Elion... Elion, it’s coming again." From her words, he could tell that she was about to come again, so he angled his hips, and on the next deep, upward drive, he hit that same spot again, and it made her see white behind her eyelids as her eyes rolled back.

"Ahhhhh!!!... Coming!....Nnnngh~" Her cry shattered into a scream.

Her body went rigid, then convulsed around him, as she felt a tidal wave of pleasure so intense it bordered on agony.

"Aaaarghh!~Nggggh~" Her climax triggered his own orgasm.

With a final, savage roar, he slammed her down onto him, burying himself to the hilt as his own cum erupted, hot and pulsing, deep inside her womb.

The thick liquid quickly flooded the depths of her womb until it was overflowing, forming a small but powerful bulge in her belly that made her feel suddenly full.

Some of the overflowing cum trickled out where they were joined, but since Elion was still plugged deeply inside of her, it was nothing more than a few drops that didn’t have anywhere else to go.

For a moment, they stayed like that, completely still, shuddering as they both savored the blissful pleasure that came with their release, the only sound being their heaving breaths.

After a while, Isla pulled her head back from the crook of his neck and gazed into Elion’s blue eyes with a lovestruck gaze.

She pursed her lips and leaned forward for a kiss, stealing his lips in a brief, soft kiss. "I love you, Elion..." she declared simply, before resting her head back onto his shoulder with a tired sigh.

"Please take care of me," She whispered into his ear, almost too softly, then she passed out in his arms.

’Hmmm?’

It wasn’t until Elion heard her light breaths that he looked at her face, only to realize that she had passed out from exhaustion.

Her sweaty face looked flushed, and she wore a peaceful, satisfied smile.

"I guess that was too intense for her first time," Elion muttered with a chuckle as he pulled her ass up a bit, his dick slipping out of her pussy, making her whimper in her sleep and shift sensually in his arms, but she didn’t wake up.

Some of his cum seeped out of her slowly closing fold, dripping onto the floor and pattering into the puddle of sex fluids under them.

He laid her down on the platform for a bit so that he could clean her up, and after doing so with gentle care, making sure that she wouldn’t wake up, he dressed himself in just his loose pants, and then quickly slipped out of the workshop, heading into the closest bedroom, which was no more than a few meters away.

He took some sheets from the bed and brought them back to the workshop, wrapping Isla’s naked body to cover her up before carrying her back to the same bedroom.

He tucked her in and let out a satisfied sigh, looking down at her sleeping form with a smile.