[19] (EP-36.1) Pride Of The Beast #5

036 – Pride Of The Beast #5

Something soft and elastic touched the tip of my sensitive gIans.

It could only be described as some kind of membrane.

Maybe it was the h¥men?

I heard that this was every man’s fantasy, since it signified a woman’s chastity. Wasn’t it something like that?

Anyway.

I had no experience in tearing the h¥men.

However, the feeling on my gIans was certainly very pleasant. Elga, on the other hand, frowned more and more.

“Eueu, eugeuk, euheu….”

Did it still hurt? But she was wriggling in delight with her drenched vag¡na, so it must be a complex mix of pleasure and pain.

Seureureureureuk.

Elga held onto the duvet of the bed as tightly as possible, like a child on a ride holding onto the seat belt for their dear life. This could only mean one thing.

She had resolved herself to something.

Therefore, I decided to pierce through Elga’s h¥men in one go. After all, it would not be good if she let go of this long-awaited resolution and changed her mind.

“Elga-nim, I like you so much!”

Sprinkling Elga’s ears with sweet nothings, I slowly moved my waist and hips forward, digging into her body.

At the same time, Elga’s ƿussy was getting wider to accommodate my dicƙ.

What would outsiders think of this situation? Elga, spreading her legs wide, was being pressed under by a feminine-looking man. Not to mention that her ƿussy was getting drilled deeper.

Wouldn’t it look very lewd and obscene?

It would have been nice if I was able to take pictures with a camera or something. This was, after all, a monumental first experience for both me and Elga.

Jil-gok.

“Euheut, I can’t. Hey, wait a minute… This, no. Heueu, heueut….”

Was Elga scared of losing her h¥men?

Perhaps she was shocked that the precious and protected chastity of the Young Lady of the Lioness Family was finally being tainted by a man. Either way, Elga suddenly chickened out and tried to stop me.

Of course, such resistance was meaningless now! After all, my Angmar Maker was almost fully in.

“Do not worry, I won’t be rough.”

“That’s not what I meant…. Eueu, ang…!”

“And, almost everything has already been inserted. The h¥men is torn. With this, Elga-nim is no longer a virg¡n.”

“… I’m no longer….”

Elga’s flushed and red face had a complicated expression.

Well, that was normal.

In this world where arranged marriage was the norm, the virg¡nity of aristocratic women held more value.

Hence, the nobility, especially women, were more rigorously educated about s£xual matters.

Elga would have been the same. In fact, her precious body was prized and protected. Naturally, there had been those who wanted to court the young lady of the Lioness Family.

There were many nobles who wanted to marry Elga.

What did Elga currently feel now that her virg¡nity was taken by me, a humble slave?

Despair? Humiliation? Shame?

What if she found out that I was not just a slave, but the last descendant of the Demon King Angmar?

Would Elga start pushing me away with fierce resistance? Maybe even rip my head off with both her hands?

I was literally a sheep in wolf skin amidst a pack of wolves. If they realized that I was a sheep, I would be eaten till no bone was left.

That thought made me so excited that it felt like electricity went up my spine. This game of chicken, where you could die at any moment, was extremely thrilling!

Jigok, suuuk.

In the meantime, my cocƙ was in Elga’s ƿussy, down to the root.

“Heueu, heueu, hueueu-”

Elga was breathing heavily. Well, she did just accept my big dicƙ, so it must be hard if she didn’t take some deep breaths.

“Ueu…, heueueu, hueu….”

Every time she breathed in, I would feel better inside the vag¡na as it flinched and squeezed.

Kkuuuk. Kkuuuk.

The feeling of Elga’s bumpy insides gripping my cocƙ was quite pleasant.

I just put a part of my body in her vag¡na, yet it seemed like my whole body was wrapped in something soft, giving me goosebumps.

Was this the magic of s£x?

No, s£x, as far as I knew, consisted of strenuous movements.

Piston movements!

Therefore, I slowly moved my back and pulled my sword out to ‘complete the seggs’.

Juaap, jjigok.

My cocƙ then slowly came out of her tightly clinging vag¡nal walls.

“Eueuk, heueueu, eueueung….”

At the same time, Elga gripped the sheets even more tightly.

Her wide open legs twitched and convulsed, while her mouth echoed slight but sweet moans.

Was she starting to feel more pleasure now that the pain of her torn h¥men had begun to fade?

To begin with, Elga was a lewd girl who got wet with just the fella†io.

“Elga-nim, let’s feel good together!”

… What kind of line was that? It was so daɱn boring! Was this really the best I could come up with?

Then again, Elga probably wasn’t even listening right now.

“It feels like, eueut, eung, heueu, heueut. Eueu, heueut, eueu, ang…!”

I slowly moved my dicƙ back and forth, tucking it into Elga’s ƿussy. The sound that came out of Elga’s mouth every time I did so was very pleasant to hear.

Chalpak, chalpak, chalpak-.

The collision between flesh and flesh created a vivid sound, one that I had never heard in my life. At the same time, the large ƅreasts peeking out from Elga’s red dress caught my attention.

Chulrong, chulrong.

Every time I moved my waist, her chest would shake to the beat. Seeing this, I pulled her dress down so that I could get a better look, revealing her pink n¡ppIes to the world.

“I’ve longed for Elga-nim and we’ve finally become one. I’m really happy…”

“Ang, haang, haang, ang, euheu, heueueueung, eueut, eueut, hang, haeu, aang…!”

Elga didn’t seem to care that her chest was exposed. To think that I was worried, in many ways, as to how our first time would go.

… Was I surprisingly talented at this?

“Heueu, heueuk, ha, haang, haeut.”

Then, I saw Elga weeping. Was she crying from the pain of her torn h¥men? Was she saddened by the fact that she lost her virg¡nity?

I didn’t know.

However, the tears and Elga’s vulnerable act, which contrasted her fierce personality, was so exciting and thrilling that I couldn’t stop pistoning!

I leaned my upper body, as if embracing her, and clung myself to Elga.

Her red dress felt like an obstruction. However, Elga’s warm and smooth body smelled indescribably good. It was, indeed, nice to hug.

[T/N: ADVANCED CHAPTERS are available (here)]