Making Love All Night Long
1563 Words
Liam smiled helplessly.
“Madam, did you know that this is what will enter you here?” showing his erect manhood, Liam stroked the spot inside Harriet's v****a with his two fingers at the same time.
Harriet gasped; she didn't answer. She didn't know where to look. The man's face looked like he was trying to hold back something. She couldn't bear to see it. Meanwhile, if she looked the other way, her eyes and heart would explode.
Harriet didn't realize how hot her body was; she didn't even feel the cold in this room anymore. But when the big object touched her entrance, she could feel that it was much hotter than her own body.
SLIP!
Liam exhaled softly, rubbing his c**k against Harriet's clit.
"Hmh!" Harriet was taken aback by his teasing. She let out a soft moan.
Liam furrowed his trembling brows. He was surprised that his senses were still intact at this point. Ugh… the beast instinct within him wanted to devour Harriet right now, but he knew she would be in pain if he were to hurry.
Harriet digested Liam's words and body language. His massive, towering manhood was about to enter her. Now she understood why the books she had read first experiences were painful. This made Harriet hesitate to look at the object that stood upright with protruding veins. She hoped it wouldn't hurt anymore once she got used to it...
But even if it hurt...
Somehow, Harriet felt she could take it.
As she thought that, Harriet felt another finger enter her. The three fingers moved in a way that made Harriet quickly forget her fear and came to a point that shocked her—
"Huh?" Harriet suddenly felt something strange develop within her. That something bloomed slowly and grew until it spread throughout her being. Then, as if struck by lightning, Harriet's body stiffened and shuddered.
"Ah! Nnh! Ah...—”
Harriet's body writhed and stiffened, then reached its c****x.
Liam's eyes opened wide in surprise. Had he just found the woman's good spot with his fingers?
Liam's fingers were immediately flooded with a clear and thick liquid that was very slippery, with her inner walls clamping his three fingers tightly.
Harriet gasped for a moment.
“W… what did you do to me… Milord?” asked Harriet, limp and confused.
Liam swallowed his saliva. This time, his senses had disappeared entirely.
As Liam's atmosphere changed, so did Harriet's view of her husband.
The man may appear mild and treat her like a gentleman, but he might not be that kind of man at all. The man maintained eye contact as he unhesitatingly pushed himself inside Harriet.
The man didn't complain as Harriet buried her nails into his shoulders and arms. He also kept his eyes on Harriet as he united their two bodies.
"Ugh-"
Harriet wanted to cry. Her brows furrowed deeply, and it was hard to breathe. But as if hypnotized, Harriet couldn't take her eyes off the man's golden eyes.
However, amid the pain that seemed to have no end, Harriet realized something. The man above her was not breathing. The man's entire body stiffened.
The tears that had welled up in Harriet's eyes fell, making the man suddenly gasp.
"Sssh, Madam, I'm sorry," he whispered.
When she heard the man's soft voice, Harriet suddenly could not hold back a sob.
“Madam… do you regret it now?” Liam asked in a low, soft voice. The man's face was expressionless.
Harriet shook her head. She didn't want to make the man worry, but she finally decided to complain softly, "It hurts..."
"It will pass. I promise," the man stroked Harriet's hair and kissed her eyelids and the tear marks on her face.
Harriet nodded and muttered in agreement under her breath.
Liam exhaled slowly. He almost lost control when he saw the woman crying beneath him. He caused Harriet's face in pain. He felt guilty and aroused at the same time. He was completely confused by it.
Liam wanted to thrust his full manhood inside, but this woman was already crying, and he didn't want his wife to regret marrying him. Liam couldn't even breathe appropriately because Harriet wrapped him tightly under there. He felt lucky that she was wet enough to accept him.
Liam's slow movements slowly rose to a faster tempo. Little by little, his manhood pushed in until it finally fit into Harriet's wet hole completely. The pain still hadn't gone away, and Harriet felt Liam starting to pump in a wild way.
“I can't take it anymore… Madam…”
Liam's brows knitted together, and he stared at Harriet like a beast staring at its prey. Liam slowly sank into his instincts.
As Liam began to carry himself deep into Harriet's core, she felt more and more the part of Liam's body within her. It felt like something foreign, but it didn't bother her anymore. That something messed with her, but she wanted more and more. The sturdy body of the man she had only seen twice was glaringly apparent, moving above her, claiming every inch of her body.
“Milord–me–” Harriet moaned as Liam reached her most profound point, and a different sensation emerged.
However, Liam suddenly stopped his movements.
"Huh?" Harriet was confused and suddenly lost.
Why did he stop? Was something wrong?
Liam took a deep breath and looked at his wife with a glint in his eyes.
"Does Madam like it here?" the man nudged the same spot again with his c**k, and Harriet's body responded with a soft shiver.
“W-what do you…?”
Harriet hadn't quite figured out what had happened to her or what he meant yet when she felt Liam rush himself to the same spot.
“Oh…! Oh– ahh… ahh…! Milord wait–”
Liam smiled seductively with a pair of mischievous eyes. The man's expression made Harriet feel like she was being bullied, but her mind didn't have time to think about it anymore because then Harriet felt it again. The bubbling sensation that attacked her mind was like a giant wave. Pleasure wave.
“…Milord…”
The hoarse, limp voice that Harriet whispered sounded like a drop of water, shattering the serene peace of the lake. Liam's concentration was broken as Harriet suddenly let out a long moan along with her twitching body. The woman's unfocused lavender eyes and open mouth instantly invite Liam to kiss her.
"Harriet, get pregnant for me," Liam whispered hoarsely.
Harriet lost consciousness in the white euphoria.
As soon as Harriet reached her peak, Liam thrust his manhood once more inside her, releasing the warm seed that filled Harriet's womb. The warm liquid continued to fill Harriet until she was full of him–
“Hm–” Liam growled deeply at the end of his c****x.
A slight relief rose within Harriet. She was glad he could be satisfied with her.
As Harriet tried to catch her breath, she saw her husband take a deep breath. And it was the first time Harriet had seen the empty look in the man's golden eyes.
The man pulled himself out of Harriet as his eyes refocused. The man's long blond hair slid down his broad shoulders, and then he slid off Harriet's body.
COUGH
Liam grabbed another handkerchief on his side table and covered his mouth so he wouldn't spit out his blood near Harriet.
Harriet forced herself up and grabbed another handkerchief to help Liam.
“Milord, are you all right?” asked Harriet in a worried voice, yet she tried to sound calm. She couldn't panic.
"Normally, I don't vomit this much blood… it's because I'm too excited…” Liam turned to the woman, who quickly approached him with a cool head. A few seconds ago, she was confused after entering the new world.
"I can feel how 'excited' you are," said Harriet, making Liam laugh. The man saw his seed still dripping out of his wife's p***y, but the woman looked at him seriously without a trace of embarrassment.
Liam's chest warmed. The man wiped his lips of blood and kissed Harriet's forehead.
"Is my Madam all right?" Liam asked.
Harriet felt something stinging in her chest as she watched the man vomit blood again. The large scar on the man's chest made her feel pain in her chest.
"Milord..."
Liam saw the sadness in Harriet's eyes, but a gentle smile bloomed on her lips.
"You see me still awake, so I'm fine," Harriet said sheepishly.
Liam's eyebrows rose slightly. The man then hugged Harriet in his lap.
"Okay. I can't embarrass myself by constantly vomiting blood. I also can't make my Madam think I can only do it one round, can I?” Liam whispered in a lewd voice.
The man's words irritated Harriet for some reason. But when something hard and long had pressed against her lower abdomen, Harriet's face started to flush red.
Well, she had to get pregnant sooner or later. They had better do their best while Liam was still awake. Therefore, Harriet just nodded with a blushed face.
Liam chuckled, seeing his bride looking so adorable.
The man's laughter tickled the corners of Harriet's heart. She laughed, too.
And that night, Liam managed to prove his word. They made love all through the night, round after round.
- Writer
