139: 13 The First Night

13 The First Night

Sibyl’s POV

“You are my wife...”

“I can't take it anymore...”

My brain is buzzing. The heat of the tub left me with a sense of unreality, Nuri's words haunting my mind.

What's he putting up with?

Nuri gasped. Every muscle of his body seemed to be supported by the best spears. His shoulders are twice as large as mine. His chest was as broad as an iron plate. The eight-pack abs were so tight that they became smaller at the waist, like the sturdy Jaguar I had seen in the palace.

I can't imagine having s.ex with such a strong man. I feel like he could suffocate me at any moment.

Leaving the hot water in the tub, my bare skin felt a little cold at night. The weather in the south is a little damp, and I feel a little sticky at the same time.

“Relax.” His deep voice made me even more nervous. His rough, warm hands caressed my body. I instinctively raised my hands and tried to push his chest away.

But it's futile. He grabbed both of my wrists with one hand and pressed my hands against the pillow on top of my head.

I feel like I'm more of a prey waiting to be eaten by a wild animal.

The skin of his body touched mine, and I felt the heat of his body, and I felt a shivering joy.

I was afraid of making a sound, so I kept my mouth shut.

Instead of indulging in a kiss, he buried his face in my chest.

The skin on my chest is so sensitive that I feel goosebumps and even my n.ipples are hard.

His stubble chin kept rubbing against my chest, and an itchy feeling spread throughout my body, making me want more stimulation.

“Oh...” I couldn't help moaning.

Nuri opened his mouth and sucked on one of my n.ipples and part of my chest.

As he sucked, I felt my chest swell and heat, and my garden responded.

It was a feeling of shame and pain, but it was also exciting and comfortable, and I wanted to hold his head tighter and let him suck on my chest harder.

Oh, Yes, God.

He loosened his grip on my wrist. My hand dropped, and I gripped his thick shoulders as if pleading with him to stop, but also as if pleading with him to continue.

He loosened my n.ipple and left a warm taste on it. I felt empty and writhed uneasily.

He chuckled, then bit the other n.ipple and sucked hard, while stroking both breasts with one hand.

The stimulation from my two n.ipples made me groan again, “Oh...”

After sucking on my n.ipples, he came to my lips and gave me a long, deep, sticky kiss. The kiss was different from the rough kiss before. Nuri today was patient and passionate, guiding me as he deepened his kiss.

I tried to respond to his kiss.

Oh, it turns out that kissing is such a fascinating thing.

His breathing quickened, and my thighs felt a burning hardness against mine.

Oh, this guy's so big, how can he get inside me?

“It may hurt a little at first.”

Before I knew what the words meant, I felt another pang of pain coming from me. The feeling of being forced in by a huge hard object made my forehead break out in a cold sweat. I cried, “No...”

“Too late.”

His bottom sank slowly, and I felt the pain intensify as if his p.enis was about to tear me in half.

I must be very pale. I was in so much pain that I didn't have the strength to resist. I could only repeat: “Please, no... Please...”

“I'm not quite in yet,” he said in a muffled voice.

“I don't want it anymore...”

There was also some pain on his face. He seemed to have made up his mind and thrust in all at once.

“Ah! !” I cried out in pain, and all the muscles of my body tensed with pain.

He moaned back. “Don't be nervous. You're too tight.”

“Please... Please get out...”

“It's OK, Baby, you have to get used to my size.”

His hot, hard p.enis was still in my body, and he held me tight and kissed my tears.

The pain kept coming, and I felt like I was being tortured. I was sobbing, but Nuri wouldn't let me go. He caressed my body, forcing me to adapt to everything in his body.

After a while, I felt better. My p.ussy is getting used to his size.

Whew, this s.ex is finally over. I pushed Nuri's chest. “Okay, you can come out now.”

“Are you feeling better?” His voice was still full of l.ust.

“Yes.”

Just as I was about to finish, he seemed inspired by my words, and he began to move his D.ick.

He pulled his D.ick to the point where he was about to leave my body and thrust it in again, heavy and slow.

Oh, God, oh...

I can't tell you how it feels. I could only clench my teeth and close my eyes, feeling this itchy and magical feeling.

It's harder to describe than sucking on my n.ipples.

“How are you feeling?” He asked me hoarsely.

I shook my head. “I don't know...”

He snickered, sped up, and went deeper into me.

Oh, this feeling. I feel the shivers overwhelm me.

“Don't bite your lip.” He thrust his finger into my mouth and forced it open. “Moan to me.”

“No...”

Every time Nuri thrust, I felt like I was flying into a cloud. His hardness rubs against my wall, makes me want more...

“Oh... Umm...” I moaned softly. 1

He got up, took a pillow and put it under my butt, and entered me again.

Oh, this position takes him deeper, makes my p.ussy fit his hardness better, and makes my feelings stronger.

He started thrusting and thrusting, and I began to feel weak. “Oh... too much...”

“I'm f.ucking you,” he said, biting my ear.

Hearing this, I unconsciously contract my wall. Oh, I feel even better.

“You're a fast learner.” He put my legs on his shoulders, grabbed my thighs with both hands, and started f.ucking me like crazy.

“Oh, no... I can't stand it...”

I can't even finish my speech.

“Oh, you're so f.ucking tight,” he said, getting more and more excited.

My p.ussy is running more and more, and I feel like my thighs are getting wet and sticky.

His f.uck makes my body shake, my hair is a mess, and my chest is shaking.

I moaned and cried.

Is this what it's like to be a wife?

“Damn it.” He went even crazier.

The pleasure and pain overwhelmed me, and I was too weak to respond. I can only bear it and cry at the same time.

Later, as I slipped into a coma, I could vaguely hear him breathing a long, comfortable sigh of relief as he lay on top of me.

I fell asleep with tear stains.

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Nuri’s POV

I rode on the grass before dawn. I feel like my heart has never been so full.

Last night, I made Sibyl my wife.

From the first time I saw her, I had a burning desire for her. If I hadn't been interrupted on our wedding night, I would have had her.

When I woke up this morning, I really wanted to ride my horse to express my emotions.

I'm afraid if I'm one second late, I'll repeat what I did to her last night.

Hell, she's more attractive than I thought, and I'm more addicted to her body than I believed.

I even ejaculated inside her yesterday. I've never allowed a woman to bear my seed before.

Sibyl... . ... I feel like I can't let her go.

Well, there's no shame in a man obsessing over his wife, even if the man is a hero.

As I was riding, I felt the fresh morning breeze on my face and replayed last night's s.ex in my head over and over again.

I only did it once yesterday because I was afraid her body wouldn't be able to take much more.

I remembered that she had been crying yesterday. At first, she cried because of the first pain, but why did she cry in the back?

Doesn't she want to have s.ex with me?

Didn't she want to marry me in the first place?

The idea drives me crazy. My wife... ... I must possess her completely.

I turned my horse and headed for our house.

I have to get one thing straight.

Why did she keep crying yesterday?

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