Chapter 185: Helping the Queen Fulfill Her Goal (R-18)

Emilia nodded, still panting, and little by little the pain was replaced by a feeling of fullness and heat as her pussy clenched tightly around Mark’s cock.

"I’m going to start moving... okay?"

"Y-yes..."

Mark waited a few more seconds before beginning to move slowly inside her, with gentle and controlled thrusts, allowing her to get used to his size.

The Queen’s pussy was incredibly tight and hot. He could also feel her juices mixing with the blood from her broken hymen, creating a hot, slippery lubrication that made him want to fuck her with all his strength.

And while he wanted to fuck her violently, to bury himself balls-deep again and again without restraint, he held back. He knew this was her first time, and if he let himself go now, he’d only hurt her.

Mark noticed a tear escape from the corner of Emilia’s eye and fall onto the sheets.

"Are you okay?" he asked, worried, thinking he might have been too rough when he broke her hymen with that single thrust.

Emilia didn’t answer.

Mark frowned, growing more concerned as the tears began to fall one after another.

"I’m going to pull out..." he murmured, starting to slowly withdraw his cock.

The moment the Queen felt Mark’s cock beginning to leave her, her eyes snapped open.

"NO!" she cried out desperately.

Emilia quickly wrapped her legs around Mark’s waist with all her strength, locking her ankles behind his back and pulling him tightly against her to stop him from pulling away. Her pussy contracted even harder around his cock, as if trying to keep him inside.

"Don’t pull out... please..." she begged with a broken voice, more tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don’t leave me... don’t abandon me now..."

Mark froze, surprised by how strongly she was holding him with her legs.

"Emilia..." he said softly, trying to calm her. "I don’t want to hurt you. You just lost your virginity and..."

"I don’t care..." she interrupted, shaking her head as she hugged him even tighter, both with her arms and legs. "Stay inside me... please. I need you."

Her tears kept falling, but now they didn’t seem to be only from pain.

Mark saw something else in her expression: fear, need, and a deep desire not to be abandoned. He looked at her in silence for a few seconds.

Then he sighed, lowered his head, and gently kissed one of her tears.

"Alright..." Mark murmured against her cheek. "I’m not going anywhere..."

Emilia let out a relieved sob and slightly loosened the grip of her legs, though she still kept him firmly pressed against her body.

He stayed inside her, not moving, letting his cock throb deep in the Queen.

"Thank you..." she whispered with a trembling voice. "Thank you for not pulling me away..."

Mark could feel the pleasure pulsing hard in his groin, but he held back, focused on calming the Queen who was shaking beneath him. After a while, he noticed Emilia gradually stopping her crying.

Her tears faded until only calmer breathing remained, and her body noticeably relaxed under him.

That was the sign he’d been waiting for.

Mark began to move slowly at first, pulling his cock almost all the way out before gently sinking back in. Each thrust reached deep, brushing against Emilia’s womb.

"Keep going..." she whispered shakily. "Please don’t stop..."

He gradually increased the pace, thrusting deeper.

His cock moved easily thanks to how wet Emilia was.

The Queen moaned louder and louder, her eyes half-closed and her mouth open. Her face was completely filled with lust, her tongue slightly sticking out as she breathed heavily.

"More... give me more... harder," she begged between moans.

Seeing that expression, Mark felt his control slipping. He leaned down and kissed her hard as he started fucking her more roughly, almost unconsciously.

His hips slammed against hers with increasing intensity, making the bed creak beneath them.

The kiss was messy and full of raw desire. Their tongues tangled as Mark pounded her with strong, deep thrusts.

They continued like this for several minutes of intense pleasure, until Mark suddenly broke the kiss.

"Emilia... I’m about to cum... I’m going to pull out..." he warned, struggling to speak.

But before he could withdraw, Emilia caught him in a tender yet firm embrace.

Her arms wrapped gently around his back and her legs locked around his waist, pulling him even deeper inside her.

"There’s no need for that..." she whispered softly. "You can finish inside me..."

Mark looked into her eyes, surprised by the change in her embrace. It was no longer desperate like before, it was tender, almost pleading.

"Emilia..."

"You don’t have to worry about anything," she continued, staring into his eyes. "I’m an elf and you’re a human... it’s impossible for us to conceive."

The lie was so convincing that for a moment even she believed it.

"..."

"Please..." she insisted, pressing him tighter against her body. "I want to feel you filling me completely with your seed."

Hearing those words, Mark couldn’t hold back any longer. With a low growl, he thrust deep one final time.

Thick, hot jets of cum shot straight against the Queen’s womb, filling her completely.

Emilia let out a long, trembling moan as she felt her insides being filled, squeezing her legs around him to not let a single drop escape.

Mark stayed inside her for a few more seconds, feeling how Emilia’s pussy milked him hard, clenching and sucking until it drained every last drop.

Finally, he gathered the strength to slowly pull his cock out.

Once fully out, he saw his member covered in a thick mixture of his white semen and Emilia’s virgin blood, giving it an almost pink color that glistened under the moonlight.

A thick strand still hung from the tip, connecting him to the Queen’s pussy, which continued to drip slowly.

Without saying anything else, Mark collapsed exhausted beside Emilia. His eyes grew heavy and closed, unable to fight the accumulated fatigue any longer.

The Queen carefully turned toward him and hugged him, pressing her naked body against his. She tangled one of her legs with his, holding him possessively while she began tracing soft circles with a finger on his chest.

"You’ve just made me the happiest woman in the world..." she whispered softly, full of emotion, still breathing hard.

"Mmm..." he replied, already half asleep.

Emilia smiled tenderly seeing him so exhausted. Then she leaned close to his ear and whispered sweetly and affectionately:

"Sweet dreams... daddy."

Mark didn’t respond, he had already fallen completely asleep from exhaustion and fatigue.

Emilia stayed cuddled against him, her head resting on his chest, listening to his heartbeat while a satisfied smile lingered on her lips.

"I will never allow you to leave my side... my dear husband"