The bride of the white night - Chapter 13
Aisa needed to tell him, “I have already given my body to another.” She needed to tell him their marriage vows were already broken. He had a right to know, and Aisa was determined to handle his anger.
He was already starting before she could think straight. She never imagined such a situation.
“Yes! Ah, I slept… Ah! Ahh!” she tried to say it so many times but she didn’t have the ability to say a word properly. The man alternately bit and sucked on Aisa’s two breasts. He stood up and scratched the tip of her nipples, and teased her so that her white breasts were stained with red marks. The other hand didn’t stop playing either. Her underwear, which had already been damp from her dream, was now so wet that it was soaked in moisture just by touching it. “Hey!”
With only the caress of pressing, holding, and turning over her underwear, Aisa went away lightly. Underwear had long since ceased to function. He looked down with satisfaction as Aisa stretched out and trembled for a moment, then reached out and began to take off her underwear. It was already soaking wet and was not able to properly cover the color and shape of the inside. It was almost translucent. The silver thread slid slightly as the underwear that had stuck to the wet skin slowly fell off. “You’re so wet.”
The man groaned and smiled slightly. Aisa, who was on the verge of losing her mind, had a foolish thought. That unusual smile, someone else came to mind.
While Aisa was silent for a moment, her underwear ran past her ankles and was completely removed. It was a bit cold as the damp cloth rubbed against her skin, which was shameful.
But her thoughts didn’t go any further. It was because the man’s thick fingers dug into the vaginal opening. As the tip of a finger pierced her, the puddled liquid of love dripped down with a squelching sound. Swirling the inner wall once, he whispered low, “So soft and hot.”
The second finger pushed in. The man’s fingers went back and forth repeatedly as if mimicking the movement of genitals. Now and then, a muffled sound resounded from below. squelch squelch. “Are you going to cut off the new groom’s fingers first? release some tension. My bride is violent. She has a lot of greed.”
Aisa had a hard time keeping up as a third finger went down and entered her. It was overflowing with love juice from below, so that even the man’s wrists were completely wet. Her thighs trembled and she had no strength in her lower back.
Gently grasping the shuddering consciousness, Aisa tried to spit out what she had to say. “I, ah! Ahhh… Actually, I have to say something…!”
As his fingers went in and out, she heard a loud, lewd squirt.
“I think this is more urgent, am I mistaken?” he asked.
Aisa unconsciously shook her back and tightened her lower body. “Ugh, ah! That, uh, there!” an anxious gesture.
Aisa thought she was a bitch in heat. She was losing her mind because she wanted a man to the point where she can’t even say a word. And the next moment. What she had longed for happened. The finger that had been flirting underneath was gone. After she didn’t feel empty for a moment, something that was several times bigger and hotter and longer this time began to push in.
It was a slow intrusion. It was as if he was slowly trying to engrave the shape and size of his penis inside her body.
“Huh…!” The man’s harsh breath wet the nape of her neck.
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