ALL NOVEL Chapter 56.5 – Wedding Night
The party after the wedding, both outside and inside the palace, went on until the evening. It was nearly midnight when Ren held onto Leinor's arm, leading him away to the bedchamber. Ren was wet from top to bottom, gasping for air as her dress stuck to her body, just like Leinor's.
"I told you I could dance for hours!" Leinor laughed, closing the door behind him.
"Yeah, yeah, be proud that you beat me!" Ren giggled, kicking off her shoes before tearing her dress apart at her legs.
"What are you doing?"
"I can't wait anymore!" She jumped on him, pushing Leinor onto the bed, mounting him at the top, and sharing a wild and deep kiss with him, overwhelming her husband completely. "You may have won the dance competition, but now it's time for a return match… be ready, my dear husband…!" She licked his lips while grabbing onto his clothes, tearing them off him in pieces. "I can also do it for hours!"
"Hours? You are out of breath already!" Leinor teased, but his hands moved just like hers, getting her ruined dress off of her body in a hurry.
"Then give me some air!" Ren kissed him once again as she impatiently set his member free from its trouser prison. "Someone seems pretty ready! It's twitching, and it is harder than ever!" she giggled as she held it between her fingers, stroking it slowly. "Oh my, it is even leaking~" She licked the tip of it with her tiny tongue.
"Then why are you not on it already?"
"Ohoooo, that was a ten-pointer!" Ren sat up on him, with one hand holding his spear firmly and placing it on her smooth, puffy cheeks. She was already sparkling down there, especially as the moonlight shone on them. She was trying to keep it unmoving, lowering her body on him. “It’s… harder… to get it in… than I… thought…” She moaned with a grimace. It was only the tip, slowly going inwards, yet somehow it was already pretty painful.
"We can rest if it's too much… Take it slowly." Leinor held onto her waist as his expression from clear excitement went to a soft, caring look, gently caressing her body.
"Nah! It's going to fit… I just need… some force… You have grown… bigger!" Ren murmured, then pushed her body down with a determined expression sitting down on it with one go.
Ren's eyes immediately went wide as a scream tried to escape from her mouth, but she could only grasp for air as she convulsed on him, grabbing onto his chest and letting her nails sink into Leinor's body. They were leaving scratch marks on his skin, like a cat, while blood started to flow between them, staining the blanket and both of their privates.
"It's okay…." Leinor whispered, stroking her back.
Sitting up, holding her, Ren just trembled while she held onto him with eyes filled with tears, biting him, scratching his back every time Leinor moved his body. What none of them realized then was that Leinor's throbbing, the capable weapon, was radiating his affinity unconditionally, completely normal for his line, turning his and her partner's senses into overdrive, doubling the pleasure… but as they usually trained together, accustomed to each other's affinity… making the connection so perfect, their sensitivity was turned up to quadruple the size of what it would usually be. Including the feeling of pain of losing her virginity.
“Damn… you… don’t kid around… keeping such… a monster… between your… legs!” Ren chuckled, gasping for air. "The pain is still sharp yet… why… is it… so good?" She moaned, starting to move as even Leinor forgot to breathe.
"You… don't… say…?" her husband gasped. “It’s… grabbing me… too… tightly…” Leinor whispered, fighting back the urge to just let everything go and either pump her with all his might… or pump out everything bottled up inside him.
"Nyaha...haaa…. Hauh… of… course… it’s an un...used… part of… mine!” Ren looked up at him, sticking out her tongue and asking for a kiss that eased her pain. Leinor couldn't hold it in between their kisses anymore, and with a muffled moan, he just erupted.
When his seed spurted out like a volcano spewing magma, it was such an intensive sensation for Ren's senses that she forgot everything about herself for a moment. There was no past, present, or future, just the feeling of being one with Leinor and sharing their essences. Her tiny fingers held onto his back, cramping up, leaving deep marks on him, squealing in his arms, biting onto him multiple times as the pain and pleasure merged, giving her multiple orgasms at the same time, again and again. Her wild trashing, the lovely sounds coming from between the small, wet lips, fired up Leinor once again as he let her lay on her back, pushing Ren under him.
"Why… is it harder… than before?" Ren moaned, still with unfocused eyes. "And… why is this… this… this… strong of a… feeling?" She rubbed her hands on her stomach, feeling like she was carrying an entire lake of searing hot seeds down there that was slowly absorbed, filling her with energy.
"Because you're the most beautiful being I ever laid my eyes on… since the first day I saw you, I was yours… I love you, Ren, no matter what happens!" Leinor whispered, looking into her eyes, gently holding her face.
"Idiot…" Ren chuckled, crossing her legs around his waist. "It still hurts like hell… but fuck it! Or, more so… fuck me! Go on, I am yours!" She grinned happily. "Do what you wish with me; I'm here; you just need to take me!"
Leinor didn't need more and started to move, soon letting loose all his pent-up desires and mounting her like a wild animal, slamming his body into hers without care. Ren's loud cries resonated in the room, but she just held onto him even stronger, keeping up with his waist's movement, matching his rhythm with her own.
"So this is the real you, eh?! A wild wolf in sheep's clothing? Goooood! I love this! Do it… more! Harder LeiLei! Make me yours!" Ren groaned with pleasure, and when the second time came, as her husband marked her deepest parts with his semen, Ren could enjoy another strong wave of pleasure washing through her, almost frying her senses.
When Leinor, gasping for air, sat back, pulling himself out of his wife, splashing pinkish love fluids everywhere, as blood mixed with his thick milk, Ren just pushed herself up with tongue sticking out, drooling and taking heavy breaths.
"Damn… it's like you… stabbed me." She joked, watching the still hard spear pointing at her, dripping with a sticky, pinkish mixture. Reaching down between her legs, scooping up a good amount of life-cocktail, she licked it, slurping on it as if curiously tasting a new kind of delicacy.
"Well… I did!" Leinor joked back, watching her moaning and licking their own fluids, getting hard once again.
"True~" Ren answered, smacking her lips. "But a weapon like this needs proper maintenance, my dear warrior~ Let me help you!"
Crawled before him and soon took it into her mouth, looking up into his eyes while starting to loudly slurp up everything from it, even pushing her head down so deep the whole meat spear just disappeared inside her throat. Her small tongue worked around his shaft happily, without missing the point, just gulping and slurping for long minutes. When she let it go, it was clean from top to bottom, now shining in her saliva as she gently stroked it.
"There we go~ It's clean, ready for another battle!" Ren laughed, not letting it go.
"The question is, are the battlefield itself ready?" He held onto it, gently slapping her cheeks with his tip.
"No, it's not, but… would it deter a villain from conquering it?" She tried to catch his rod with her lips as she answered.
"Wait… why am I a villain now?" Leinor stopped, raising his eyebrows.
"Because I'm a helpless little princess in big trouble!" Ren blinked her eyes at him with playful but tearful eyes. "Got caught by the big… bad… wolf!" She said slowly, stroking herself in a rhythm with her words before turning around and getting on all four. "What can I do besides accepting what the evil tyrant decides to do with me?" Ren moaned, opening up her moist slit with her fingers.
"You! Tyrant, huh? Okay! Let me tell you… princess! I'll make you into a queen now!"
"Kyaaah~ Someoneeeee~" Ren moaned, but it sounded more of a giggle than a scream for help as he mounted her from behind. Leinor was not holding back, just grabbing onto the thin waist of his wife, pulling her back onto him with all the force he could muster. The room was again filled with Ren's screams as she grabbed onto the sheet, tearing it apart multiple times while their bodies slammed against each other… right until morning.
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When morning came, and the sun shone in through the windows, Ren was stretching with pleasure still on her face, snuggling up to Leinor's body, hugging him closely. He was also slowly waking up to her movements. The sheets around them were torn in multiple places, the pillows scattered around the room, and their clothes or what remained of them were… everywhere.
"It still hurts…." Leinor moaned.
"Hey… I should be the one saying that!" Ren giggled, looking down at the blood stains. "Strange, even in fights, when I got hammered, it didn't hurt anywhere close like yesterday!"
"Weeeelll… I did hammer you good~."
"Ahahahaha! Nice, 10 points!" She laughed loudly, kissing his lips.
"Still… you were like a wildcat yesterday! If I didn't regenerate this quickly, I would be full of bite and scratch marks!" He pecked her lips while holding her by her small, soft buttocks.
"Sorry~ It was because it hurt like nothing before! Really!"
"Then why didn't you slow down?" Leinor tilted his head.
"My mother did not raise a quitter!" Ren winked at him.
"Hah! But if it matters… It was the best night of my life."
"It does matter~ And yes… it was mine too~ But tonight, we are skipping it!" She sat up on him, flinching a little. "Man… it still stings! I recover more slowly than you. Give me a rest tonight. In return, I can entertain you differently~."
"No worries. I'm not like Reignar; I'm okay with waiting until you feel ready."
"I'll also speak with Isha." She caressed his body while speaking.
"Should I be afraid?"
"Oh yes~" Ren giggled, playing drums on his chest happily. "I'll need to learn to use my body to its fullest; you will be the happiest husband in the realm; just you wait for~."
"Why does it sound… weird?" Leinor twitched the edge of his lips.
"Fufufu~ I like weird~" She leaned over him, kissing him while Leinor hugged her lovingly, not wanting to let her go… ever.