Chapter 22: 19. First Night - 2

Is this what it feels like when reason flies away?

My mind went blank at Isabelle’s temptation as she reached her arms out toward me.

She’s mine. I won’t hand her over to anyone.

The warped desire to conquer and possess her, along with the lust to fuck her, blazed inside me like a bonfire.

I couldn’t tell whether this was love or mere lust.

But one thing was certain: I wanted her.

"Isabelle, tonight, I’ll make you mine. I’ll take your virginity, and I’ll stain your purity. If you don’t want that, tell me now."

"All right."

Isabelle answered my warning immediately, without even a moment’s hesitation.

"Please make me yours, Ian. Stain me with your color."

She said it as she caressed my face.

"Because I’m your wife."

"Isabelle."

There was no more need for words.

For us, husband and wife, the instinct of love had taken precedence over reason.

We simply craved each other’s colors, following our instincts.

"Haaang♥"

I slowly, as carefully as possible, kneaded Isabelle’s breasts. Her nipples hardened in response.

I lowered my head and took one of her pink nipples into my mouth.

I licked the large nipple with my tongue, then sucked it with all my strength.

"Hngh...~!!!"

Startled, Isabelle’s upper body jolted, but I did not stop. I extended my fingers toward her pussy.

A moist sensation touched my fingertips.

She’s already wet.

I spread Isabelle’s legs to begin properly pleasuring her.

So this is why they compare a woman’s pussy to a flower.

Isabelle’s pussy resembled a tightly closed flower.

When I spread it open with both hands, I could see her pink flesh, swollen with love juice, twitching.

The realization that Isabelle was aroused just like I was gave me a strange sense of communion.

"I-it’s embarrassing."

As I stared intently at her pussy, Isabelle covered her face with both hands in embarrassment.

For the sake of the embarrassed Isabelle, I stuck out my tongue and licked her there.

I loved the feel of her soft inner lips and her firm little bead.

"Hhiiit?!!!"

Perhaps she had never even imagined I would suck her pussy. Isabelle looked down at me with a shocked expression.

Enjoying my flustered wife’s reaction, I gripped her pussy with both hands and used my tongue to part her closed outer lips.

"I-Ian, that place is d-dirty."

"It isn’t dirty."

I sucked her clitoris with my tongue while fingering her pussy with my index and middle fingers.

"Hngh...~~~!!!!"

Isabelle tried her best to muffle her moans with her hand, but it only had the opposite effect.

Wanting to hear the moans spilling from her beautiful voice, I pleasured her even more relentlessly than before.

Let’s see if you can endure this too.

When I lightly bit her clitoris, Isabelle’s waist arched slightly.

At the same time, the bewitching moan she had been holding back burst out.

"Hhaaaaaang!!!"

Pshht! Pshhhhhht!

Isabelle’s love juice sprayed over my face.

Was it because of Angel’s Rest’s effect?

Isabelle’s love juice smelled strangely fragrant.

I could use this as an air freshener.

Thinking such perverted thoughts, I carefully observed Isabelle.

Having reached climax once, she kept bucking her waist.

Now that Isabelle had experienced an orgasm, she would never be able to return to being an innocent girl.

I felt a strange pride in knowing that I was the one who had done it.

Of course, I had no intention of stopping here.

"Isabelle, I’m going to put it in now."

I took off my pants and prepared to fuck Isabelle in earnest.

. . .

Holding the insides of her knees as she positioned herself, Isabelle swallowed hard at the sight of Ian’s cock.

Is a man’s cock normally that big?

This was the first time Isabelle had ever seen a man’s cock.

Naturally, she could not help being stunned by its tremendous size and thickness.

Can I really do this?

Overwhelmed by its size, Isabelle worried that she might fail to fulfill her duty as a wife this time too.

Concerned for her, Ian gently caressed her face.

"You can do it, Isabelle. Believe in yourself a little more."

"Yes. I’ll believe in Ian, who believes in me."

Smiling at Isabelle’s answer, Ian began to move in earnest.

First, to make lubricant, he rubbed the tip of his glans against Isabelle’s inner lips, wet with love juice.

That act alone made Isabelle’s body twitch.

It was proof of just how tense she was.

To ease her tension, Ian kissed her once more.

The moment Isabelle kissed Ian, happiness hormones endlessly flooded her brain.

And so, Isabelle gradually relaxed.

But only for a moment.

Ian aligned his glans with her hole and pushed his waist forward.

"Hng!"

Mindful of Isabelle’s pain, Ian pushed all the way to the root in a single thrust.

Isabelle threw back her head, her mouth opening and closing soundlessly.

Virgin blood flowed between their joined bodies.

With this, Isabelle was no longer a virgin.

She had now become Ian’s woman.

"Are you okay?"

"I-I can bear it."

Tears trickled from Isabelle’s eyes, but compared to the pain she had endured until now, the pain of her hymen tearing was nothing.

"Isabelle, you don’t have to push yourself so hard for me."

"No. I’m happy to become your woman, Ian."

"Isabelle."

"Ian."

Without another word, Ian and Isabelle held each other tightly.

That was when it happened.

Whoosh.

An orange flash burst from the mark Seraphim had left on Ian’s chest.

Of course, it lasted only an instant.

"What was that?"

"It seems the seraph is blessing our love."

But its effect was tremendous.

Isabelle forgot her pain, and vitality overflowed within her body.

Thanks to that, Isabelle could more easily feel the love she shared with Ian.

"Ian, I’m all right, so please keep fucking me."

"Then I won’t hold back."

At Isabelle’s invitation, Ian began moving his waist in earnest.

He had been careful because Isabelle had been a virgin until moments ago and he feared hurting her, but with Seraphim’s blessing, which governed love, he could now fuck Isabelle without worry.

Schlop! Schlop! Schlopp!!

"Hngh! Hnngh!! Hhaaaang!"

Isabelle gradually began to adapt to the pleasure Ian’s cock gave her.

The sensation of her pussy being filled completely gave her a strange sense of security.

"Hok?!"

When her G-spot was stimulated, Isabelle reached climax once again.

Her eyes opened wide, and her mouth fell open even farther in proportion.

Her even teeth and luscious tongue trembled helplessly.

"Kgh!"

Her pussy clamped down hard from the force of her orgasm, and Ian began bucking his waist as well.

"Isabelle, I think I’m about to come."

The urge to ejaculate surged through Ian, and he warned Isabelle, but she had no time to answer.

She merely gripped the bedsheets and surrendered her body to the pleasure Ian gave her.

"I’m coming!"

Ian grabbed Isabelle’s waist and accelerated his movements.

"Haaang—!!! Hhaaaaaang! Come inside me! Get me pregnant!"

Isabelle cried out on a female’s instinct, and as if answering her call, Ian ejaculated his seed into Isabelle’s deepest place.

Spurt! Spurrrrrt!

As he released the pent-up urge to come, Ian felt the pleasure of what was inside him flowing out.

Isabelle felt the same.

The hot semen filling her womb sent her into rapture.

Pop!

A strange sound rang out when Ian pulled out his cock.

It showed just how perfectly Ian and Isabelle fit together.

Incredible.

His glans and shaft gleamed with love juice and semen.

The same was true of Isabelle’s pussy, slowly contracting.

White semen could be seen between her lips, and soon it flowed out, ran down her ass, and dripped onto the bed.

"Hhee...~~"

Even more incredible was Isabelle’s expression.

Drool trickled from her mouth, and her wandering tongue searched for a mate.

Her face, stained with pleasure, looked obscene and yet beautiful at the same time.

I was the one who had made her like this.

I was the one who had stained my wife with lust.

That fact filled Ian with a satisfaction too difficult to put into words.

The innocent girl who had known nothing was gone now.

All that remained was an obedient woman who had become his wife.

Ah, I’m hard again.

The sight of Isabelle, stained as she was, stirred his lust once again.

He wanted to shove his cock into Isabelle’s pussy immediately, but Ian soon shook his head.

I want to cherish her.

It would have been different with another woman, but Ian had vowed to sincerely cherish and love Isabelle alone. So he restrained his lust here.

"I was happy, Isabelle."

Ian kissed Isabelle’s cheek, then quietly cleaned her up so as not to wake her.

Then he held her in his arms, and they fell asleep together.

. . .

[Status Window]

◎Name: Ian

◎Age: 25

◎Class: [Hunter (Lv. 10)] and 5 others

◎Stats

- [Health: 74] [Strength: 12] [Vitality: 74]

- [Agility: 10] [Senses: 20] [Dexterity: 11]

- [Mana: 8] [Mind: 161] [Focus: 20]

◎Traits: [Yin-Yang Body] / [Helia’s Blessing] / [Mark of Love]

"This is crazy."

I could only marvel at the effect of the mark Seraphim had given me.

I never expected it to give me this much.

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