Beast Taming: Reincarnated With The Ultimate Bond System!-Chapter 168 - : : Vegia’s First Time!
He started thrusting again and again, his shaft reaching her womb, entering her womb.
She felt the most profound pleasure of her life. She cried, begging him to continue. He was hitting the back wall of her womb, relentlessly.
Her hands felt numb, but he continued thrusting, his hips slamming into her. She lost count of how many times she climaxed. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
She cried and moaned in pleasure, telling him never to stop.
He continued with a grin, his eyes dark with desire.
Then, finally, he climaxed inside her again, a deep, primal release.
She cried out in ecstasy, her body shuddering violently.
He left her, huffing, his body spent. She crawled back onto the bed to her place, her body aching, unable to take another round.
She licked his cum that coated her inner thighs, her body spent and used.
"Sleep now, Thristle," He murmured, stroking her hair.
She nodded, her eyes fluttering closed, already drifting into a deep, contented slumber.
He then looked toward Vegia, her maroon hair a messy halo, her pink eyes squeezed shut, feigning sleep.
It was time to take her virginity, finally. He went to her, gently pulling the sheet away.
"Vegia," He whispered, his voice low and seductive, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "It’s finally your turn."
Her eyes, pink and wide, snapped open, a furious blush spreading across her pale cheeks, turning them a deep crimson.
She swallowed, her throat bobbing, her body tensing.
He smiled, leaning in and capturing her lips in a soft, gentle kiss.
She didn’t protest, her lips yielding under his. She had married him now, on her own will.
He pulled back, his eyes dropping to her magnificent breasts, straining beneath the thin silk of her nightgown.
He squeezed her breasts through the fabric, his hands cupping the huge globes he had longed to touch for so long.
She bit down on her finger, trying to stifle a moan, her body arching slightly. He slowly, deliberately, pulled her nightgown up, stripping it from her body, leaving her in only a bra and panties.
She started crying, her hands flying up to cover herself, her face burning with embarrassment. "N-no! Please! Don’t look!"
Her face scrunched up, pink eyes squeezed shut, and she let out the tiniest, wobbling sound:
"H-HNNNN...!!!"
Aiden blinked. "...Are you crying or preparing to cast a spell?"
She sniffled hard—very hard—like a child trying to suck her emotions back into her skull.
"D-don’t..." She whispered, voice cracking. "I-I can’t... it’s embarrassing..."
He tilted his head, amused. "You look like a kitten having an emotional meltdown."
Her eyes snapped open, scandalized.
"I— I am a dignified wife, thank you!!"
Then she hiccuped.
He rubbed the back of his head, a soft sigh escaping his lips.
He gently took her hands away from her face, cupping her cheeks, his thumb stroking away her tears.
He leaned down, his face close to hers, his voice soft and soothing. "It’s alright, Vegia. You’re beautiful. There’s nothing to be ashamed of."
She looked at him, her pink eyes wide and teary, a childish, innocent expression on her face.
Her lower lip trembled. His heart melted. He kissed her forehead, then her lips, a gentle, reassuring touch. "I’ll be gentle with you, I promise."
He then put her hands aside from her bra and panties.
With a soft click, he unclasped her bra, freeing her magnificent breasts.
They spilled forth, heavy and full, their tips pale and small, but already hardening under his gaze.
He took one in his mouth, sucking gently, trying to be as tender as possible for her first time.
She moaned softly, tears still glistening in her eyes, but her body was already responding.
He sucked her other nipple, then kissed her again, a long, deep kiss that made her head spin.
He trailed kisses down her body, his lips reaching her panties.
He poked the wetness, feeling the heat, the dampness.
She gasped, her hips jerking upwards. He smiled, pulling her panties down, stripping them from her body.
He savored the sight of her, her pale skin, her soft curls.
He leaned in, kissing her folds, his tongue tracing the delicate curves. "You’re beautiful, Vegia," He whispered.
He started licking her, gently at first, then with more intensity, trying to loosen her up, to ease her apprehension.
She moaned, her hands tangling in his hair, pressing his head down, urging him deeper.
He then positioned himself between her legs, his shaft, thick and hard, hovering over her entrance.
He looked into her eyes, his gaze gentle, reassuring. "Are you ready, Vegia?"
She nodded shyly, her eyes fluttering closed.
He smiled. He positioned the tip of his shaft at her entrance. She moaned, a soft, breathy sound.
He slowly, deliberately, started entering her. She clutched the bedsheet, her knuckles white, her teeth gritted.
He felt her resistance, her hymen, a thin barrier. He pushed further, feeling it stretch, then tear.
She cried out in pain, a sharp, raw sound. "Ahhh!" Tears streamed down her face. "H-hug me! Please, hug me!"
He immediately leaned in, wrapping his arms around her tightly, holding her close, his body pressed against hers, as he slowly, gently, continued to enter her.
He felt her blood, the sign of her virginity, warm and wet, flowing down her thighs.
He felt the overwhelming warmth, the pleasure, the reward of breaking her hymen.
He was finally in, buried deep inside her.
He then asked her, his voice soft with concern, "Are you alright, Vegia?"
She huffed, a cute nod, her body still trembling. "D-don’t move yet," She whispered.
He obliged, waiting for her to adjust, for her body to acclimate to his invasion. Then, when she finally had the courage, she whispered, "M-move, Sir."
He nodded, and slowly, gently, began to move inside her.
She dug her nails into his back, her body tensing, but her moans were already starting to mix with her cries.
He savored her virgin tightness, the incredible grip of her passage. He moved slowly, deliberately, inside her.
She moaned and cried, her body a symphony of pain and burgeoning pleasure.
He kissed her, his tongue plunging inside her mouth as he penetrated her.
She kissed back, her lips soft, yielding. She felt lightheaded, dizzy with sensation.
She finally said the words her heart had held for so long. "I... I love you, Sir Aiden." She clung to him. "Hold me close."
He smiled, his heart swelling. "I love you too, Vegia." He kissed her again, deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as he penetrated her.
Her pain slowly gave way to an overwhelming pleasure.
For him, this much stimulation was not enough, but for her sake, he continued, his movements slow and tender.
Suddenly, she felt her first climax, a violent shudder running through her body. And embarrassingly, she peed.
A warm gush of fluid soaked the sheets beneath them.
Vegia froze like a statue, eyes wide, face turning red so fast it was a miracle she didn’t spontaneously combust.
Aiden blinked—once, twice—slow and confused, like a man whose brain had temporarily disconnected from the situation.
Then Vegia made a sound.
Not a scream.
Not a sob.
Something between a dying kitten and someone stepping on a squeaky toy.
"Eee...eeeeeeee—no—no—no—NONONONO—!!"
She slapped both hands over her face and curled up like a shrimp trying to disappear from existence.
Aiden finally exhaled.
Vegia, voice muffled by her hands, responded with:
"I AM GOING TO MOVE TO A DIFFERENT DIMENSION."
She rocked side to side, absolutely undone.
"This is the WORST. FIRST. TIME. EVER! Why couldn’t I just be elegant and mysterious like the others?! No—no, I turn into a fountain!"
Aiden bit his cheek to keep from laughing.
He failed.
A small snort escaped.
Vegia froze.
Slowly—very slowly—she peeked at him with watery pink eyes full of betrayal.
"...You’re laughing."
He cleared his throat, attempting seriousness.
"I’m not—"
Another snort.
She gasped loudly.
"How dare you find my suffering ENTERTAINING?! I am a delicate maiden experiencing emotional devastation!"
She flopped dramatically backward, throwing an arm over her forehead.
"I can never recover from this. I shall live as a hermit on a mountain. My husband will forget me. They will all whisper: ’Where did Vegia go?’ and someone will say ’Oh, she peed and ascended into shame.’"
Aiden finally lost it and laughed—properly this time.
Vegia immediately started crying again, kicking her feet weakly like an angry toddler.
"Stop laughing! I’m TRAUMATIZED!"
He crawled closer and gently placed his hand on her hair, smoothing it back.
"Vegia," He said softly, still smiling.
She sniffed loudly.
"You’re just saying that because you’re stuck with me."
He raised a brow.
"I married you willingly. I’ll survive accidental chaos."
She stared at him, pout wobbling.
"...Even THIS?"
"Especially this."
Her ears turned pink.
"...Even if it happens again?"
"It might," He teased.
She covered her face with both hands and let out a long, tragic groan.
"Ughhhhhhhhhh—just bury me. Right here. Use the blanket as a tomb."
"It’s fine, Vegia," He soothed, stroking her hair, continuing to penetrate her.
"I... I can’t take another round," She whimpered, her body still convulsing.
He smiled, kissing her lips. He increased his pace, his thrusts growing harder, deeper.
She clutched his back, her nails digging into his skin.
He devoured her moans as he thrust harder, which made her climax every five seconds, her body writhing beneath him.
Tears flowed freely from her eyes, a mixture of too much pleasure and overwhelming stimulation.
Finally, what felt like an eternity, he climaxed inside her, a powerful, hot gush filling her womb.
At this point, she had already climaxed like fifty times, and now, fifty-one, as she climaxed with him, her body shuddering violently.
As he pulled out of her, he saw she had already lost consciousness, a peaceful smile on her face, her body utterly spent.
He smiled, gently covering her with a sheet.
He then looked toward Xylendra and Valeforia, intertwined in the far corner of the bed, their bodies still moving in a slow, sensual rhythm, their soft moans barely audible.
The twins. Now it’s their turn.
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END OF Chapter : 168 : VEGIA’S FIRST TIME!
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