Chapter 96: But Your Woman III [R18]
"Then... will you prove that I’m not dirty?"
There it was, the subtle shimmer in her eyes that appeared from time to time. Luka finally realised that she truly did retain memories from their previous life together. It explained why she could so easily attract him by knowing his habits.
’I’ve loved this woman for decades... now finally she will become mine.’
Galatea spread her legs wider, her soaked pussy spreading apart beneath Luka with a wet shine that made his heart pound faster as it pumped hot blood through the dark, bulging veins, and it grew fully erect instantly.
He gripped the base of his cock, slapping it against her belly twice, before smiling back at her.
"I’ll make your only thoughts about this thing, gouging your insides."
Luka stared at her for a moment, not because he hesitated, but because the sight of her like this nearly ruined his control.
"You want me to make you forget?"
His voice sounded rougher than usual, as if sandpaper dragged against his throat.
Her eyes widened for a moment as she swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Don’t make me say it again..."
"That’s too bad, I really want to hear you say it again."
Her lips trembled, and for a second, she looked like she wanted to curse him, but then her thighs opened a little more.
"I want your cock inside me, Luka."
"Eh?"
That was enough to drive him mad.
Luka gripped her thigh and dragged her closer, making her gasp as the head of his cock slid through her wet folds. She was soaked, but the moment he pressed against her entrance, her entire body tightened.
Her pussy was too different from Luvia’s, so small, tight, and nervously clenching the moment his tip kissed her entrance.
"Lala... you’re too keen."
"What?"
"You’re too tight."
Her face went red.
"You haven’t even put it in yet!"
His fingers stroked along her stomach before reaching the point where his cock lay a few moments earlier.
"Heh, if your pussy weren’t so small and cute I’d be all the way to here by now..."
She followed his gaze, saw the size of his cock against her entrance, and her confidence cracked at once. Her fingers twisted into the sheets while her legs trembled around his waist.
"It’s... really going in there?"
"It will."
"You’re saying that far too easily. Why is it so stupidly huge!?"
"Because I want it inside you."
Her breath became sharp, and her pussy twitched against the tip.
Luka rubbed himself along her slit again, coating himself in her hot and sticky cleft, dragging over her clit before pushing back down to her entrance. She shivered each time, with her hips jerking wildly as his bulbous cockhead spread her opening.
"Luka..."
"Look at me, don’t tense so much."
Her blue eyes were wet, angry and embarrassed.
"If you want me to stop, say it now."
Her lips parted.
For a moment, Luka thought she might.
Then her legs slowly wrapped tighter around his hips.
"Don’t stop."
"Then, don’t regret this, Lala."
Luka pushed his hips forward, but the head did not enter at first. Her entrance stretched around him, resisting hard, her body clamping down like it was trying to keep him out even while her wet heat coated every inch of the tip.
Galatea’s hands flew to his shoulders.
"Haa... wait..."
Luka stopped immediately, the head only pressing against her opening, stretching her, but not yet inside. Her body shook beneath him, and the sight of her trying not to panic made his lust burn like a furnace.
"Breathe slower, take it easy."
"I am breathing!"
"Aren’t you just stiffling the lewd moans trapped in that cute mouth of yours?"
"Don’t say that."
"Then prove me wrong."
She bit her lip and forced herself to inhale as Luka pushed again with a much slower thrust. This time, he adjusted his angle as the swollen head finally slipped inside her. Just the tip was enough for Galatea to lock up; her legs clamped around his back.
Her mouth opened in a silent cry, and her nails dug into his shoulders hard enough to sting. Luka froze above her because even that first inch felt insane. Her pussy gripped the head of his cock like a hot, wet fist, twitching around him in panicked little spasms.
"Wow...."
She glanced up at him with dazed, wet eyes.
"Does it... feel good? Is it better than that dark elf whore...?"
Luka almost laughed at her lovely little question.
"It feels so good that I might just lose control and ravish you if you keep asking things like that."
Her cheeks grew pink from his words.
"O-Oh..."
That shy little answer made his cock pulse inside her.
Luka kissed her hard, partly to calm her down and partly because he needed to do something before he shoved himself in all at once. His tongue pushed into her mouth while he held still, letting her body get used to the thick head stretching her open.
Her breathing slowly changed.
The pain was still there, but her thighs stopped trying to crush his spine.
Luka pulled back a little, then pushed in again, making her gasp as the head spread her entrance wider.
"Ngh... Luka, it feels too thick..."
"It is thick."
"Don’t agree with me!"
"You want me to lie?"
"I want you to stop talking like a bastard."
Luka smiled against her lips.
"My shy knight is lying naked under me with my cock inside her virgin pussy, and she still thinks she can order me around."
"Luka!"
Her angry cry turned into a moan as he pushed deeper.
Another inch slid inside her, slowly prying her hot walls apart, her tight little tunnel squeezing him so hard his waist trembled.
Wet sounds filled the room as her pussy stretched around him, wet enough to take him but narrow enough to make every movement feel obscene. She clung to his back, breathing in broken cycles, as if giving birth.
"It hurts.... It’s so huge.... I’ve never felt like this before.... Haa.... Nnngh...!"
"Oh, really?"
"It’s too much... Luka... make it shrink!"
"Do you want me to pull out?"
"No!"
Her answer came so fast it stunned him as she wrapped both hands around his neck and pulled him closer.
"Don’t pull out. Just... don’t rush."
Luka kissed her cheek, then her mouth, before he started moving his hips like a slow pendulum.
His cock pushed deeper, slowly rubbing along her bumpy walls, before it suddenly pushed through her most delicate barrier.
A faint sense of resistance faded with a single thrust.
Galatea cried out against his lips, her whole body shaking as Luka forced past the last resistance and sank deeper into her. Her pussy clenched around him in hard, helpless pulses, like her body did not know whether to fight him or pull him in.
Luka stopped, buried only halfway, breathing hard.
"Lala."
He lowered his hand between them and rubbed her clit with his thumb.
Her eyes flew open.
"Ah!"
"There, focus on this... does it feel good? Is your clit sensitive right now?"
"I can’t focus when you’re splitting me open!"
Luka rubbed her again with slow circles over the swollen bud while inching deeper.
"Let it all out, curse me or bite me. I don’t care. Just don’t hide from me."
Her lips trembled as her voice broke.
"Luka... Luka, ah... help me, it’s too deep..."
Hearing that from Galatea made him want to ruin her properly.
He pushed the rest of the way in.
Her cry tore through the room as his hips pressed against her trembling ass, his cock buried completely inside her. She was so tight and shallow that Luka could feel every spasm of her walls around him, every pulse, every little squeeze as her body tried to adjust to being completely filled.
She stared at him, breathing hard, tears at the corners of her eyes.
"You... really put it all in..."
"Yeah, I couldn’t hold back, you’re too cute."
"Nnnn?! No, I’m not... idiot.... I thought I was going to break!"
Her fingers tightened behind his neck as she kissed his cheek, slowly tracing his face with her long pink tongue.
"What a cute woman."
He pulled back slowly.
Her eyes widened as his cock dragged along her walls, almost turning her inside out. She pressed her two hands on his chest while whimpering.
He pushed back in, slow and deep, making her voice crack.
"You love this."
She tried to deny it, but her pussy betrayed her. It clenched around him, wet and needy, fluttering harder when he angled his hips and pressed into that sensitive place deep inside.
Galatea jerked beneath him.
"Ah! There... wait, what was that?"
"There?"
Luka hit it again, his cock rubbing against her most sensitive spot, his hips keeping the same motion as he continuously caressed the same spot relentlessly.
Galatea’s head slammed against the bed as she floundered beneath him, her voice nothing more than a squeal as her insides undulated.
"Luka!"
Her cry snapped something inside him.
Luka kept the same angle, pounding that sensitive spot until Galatea’s proud voice broke into wet, helpless moans. Her nails carved down his back, her thighs locked around his waist, and every thrust made her tight cunt squeeze him harder, as if her body had finally stopped fighting and started begging.
Plap.
Plap.
Plap.
The old bed hammered against the wall, drowning the faint candle crackle beneath skin, breath and Galatea’s broken cries.
"There?" Luka growled against her ear. "Is this where my proud little knight needed to be fucked?"
Galatea’s eyes rolled slightly, her lips trembling as drool gathered at the corner of her mouth.
"Y-Yes... Luka... there... I can’t..."
"You can."
He drove deeper, grinding his hips hard against her ass, forcing his cock to kiss that same place again and again until her cunt spasmed around him.
"Say it."
"I belong to you!"
Her body snapped first.
Galatea came with a strangled cry, clamping down so violently that Luka lost the last shred of control. He buried himself to the base and groaned, cock throbbing as he pumped thick, hot cum deep inside her.
She shook beneath him, legs tightening around his back.
Not letting him escape.
He thrust harder, burying himself to the base, and her cry turned sharp as her pussy clamped around him.
"Again."
"I belong to you!"
Her voice broke, and then her body followed.
She came so suddenly... it was violent, squeezing him in wet, frantic pulses while her nails dragged down his back. Her pussy gripped him so tight that he could barely move, and that was what finally dragged him over the edge.
"Lala..."
Her eyes widened as she felt his cock throb inside her.
"Inside..."
It was barely a whisper.
Luka buried himself to the root and came with a rough groan, his cock jerking hard inside Galatea’s tight cunt as thick, hot spurts flooded her deepest place.
Throb. Throb. Throb.
Each pulse made her swollen walls clamp around him, squeezing him so desperately that the wet pressure forced his seed to spread through her narrow passage until it had nowhere left to go.
A lewd, creamy mess began to leak around the base of his shaft, spilling from the place where their bodies joined with soft, obscene gllch... gllrk... sounds.
Galatea trembled beneath him, her thighs locked around his waist, not letting him pull away, and the way her body fluttered around every burst made his mind go blank for several seconds while his cock continued to pump inside her.
He filled her again and again until the white overflow dripped down her slit and soaked into the ruined sheets beneath them. Luka ground his hips forward one last time, which forced the final spurts deeper.
"Haaa...."
He watched the thick cum bubble around his buried shaft before slowly oozing from her twitching cunt.
When it ended, Luka stayed buried inside her.
Galatea stared up at him, her face a mess, her body flushed and pussy ruined, yet she still buried her face against his neck and whispered in a hoarse voice. "...Don’t pull out yet."
Luka smiled as he stroked her sweaty blonde hair.
"As my woman commands."
