The Devil's Cursed Witch

Ember felt his throbbing manhood ready to invade the sacred place between her legs.

"It may hurt a little, but it won't be like before."

To that coaxing whisper, her ragged breaths turned into excited pants, her heart beating wildly in fear and anticipation. She felt her insides quivering, and as much as she didn't want to admit it, she was growing even wetter along with the wait.

Draven steadied himself behind her, one hand on her slender waist before--

"Aahh!"

A loud gasp left her mouth as she felt his erection entering her. Though he wasn't fully inside, she felt him stretch her in ways mere fingers could not replicate. She shut her eyes and clutched on the bed sheet under her, her body stiffening in expectation of that intense tearing pain she felt last time but...it was not the same. Though she felt discomfort of something invading her inside, it was not painful like before--in fact, she felt more shock than pain.

"Aggh..." Draven sucked in air as he felt her inside clenching tightly around his member, and he felt like he would come inside her the very next moment. The beast inside him wanted to grab her hips, to plunge in and out without remorse, but he held himself back. He made a promise, a promise not to hurt her.

He sucked in his breath and entered her with deliberate slowness, only the beads of sweat on his forehead being evidence of his deteriorating determination.

"Relax, Ember," he warned, telling her to stop clenching around him. "...or I won't be so patient."

Ember didn't know what he was talking about. As she had let go of inhibitions, her muscles, her hips, were all moving out of instinct. All she knew was she was being filled up by him, and it felt heavenly to feel him throbbing inside her stretched womanhood.

He clenched his teeth, wanting to punish his stubborn mate who didn't understand his warning. He was just halfway when she moved her hips.

"You misbehaving little--"

"Ahh!!!"

She let out a loud cry as he fully thrusted inside her, and the sensation of fullness made her mind collapse. Her hands gave up and her face fell flat on the pillow. With her still hips raised, her legs and knees trembled, and she could not even gasp properly. An intense wave of pleasure filled every inch of her body. The corner of her eyes turned moist with the pain of his intrusion but...but it felt good. Her inside felt so good, her entire body was thrumming with joy. She wished for him to do it again.

Strange!

Draven panted heavily, and his hands grabbing at that slender waist tightened, his fingertips leaving marks in that soft flesh. He could only growl as it was too much to hold back at this moment. All he wanted was to pound inside her mercilessly.

"Are you alright?"

To distract the beastly instinct trying to take over his mind, he caressed her back and leaned down to plant kisses on her bare shoulder.

"I'm...fine..."

"Does it hurt?"

His voice was almost a restrained growl, each word coming with much effort, showing how considerate he was being to his mate.

She shook her head and replied between chaotic pants, "It felt... good...really good..."

"I won't hold back then."

Even before she could respond, she felt him straightening his back and then he pulled his length out of her to the fullest before pounding back in one smooth movement.

"Nggh! Ahh, aah, umm...D-Dra...ven--aaah! So deep--"

She shuddered on her knees while Draven left groans of violent urgency. This felt so damn good that he didn't care anymore. He gave in to his carnal urges and plunged deep in and out of her, making Ember cry in both pain and pleasure.

Holding her tightly at the waist with his one hand while his other hand presing at her back to keep her steady against the mattress, he continued his wild beastly movements, each of the strong thrusts from him making her moan, the sounds of their flesh and cries mixed into erotic music  filling that chamber. His mate was enjoying what he was giving her, and he was enjoying giving her that and more.

As their bodies gave in to violent lust, not even once did she ask him to stop, neither did she show even a single sign of her not wanting his merciless treatment. Instead of resisting, she did not hold herself back from responding to him, letting her mate hear her cries of pleasure.

"Haa, haa--nnngh!"

The entire chamber was filled with the loud and intense sounds of slapping of flesh, Ember's moans and cries of pleasure, and Draven's heavy panting and groans. It was as if they were an orchestra setting everything in fire, their flames of passion and desires drowning the world in a sea of blaze.

"Come here," an order came down amidst his ragged breaths.

As he uttered those words, his hands clutched onto her hair as he leaned down, their upper bodies pressing against each other as he continued pounding inside her. He hungrily bit and licked her neck, and because of their position, he was so deep inside her that he could feel a bulge on her initially flat stomach.

As if unsatisfied, he pulled her up with him, causing both of them to be on their knees on the bed with their upper bodies straight, and with that, his hands were free to roam around her body and so was hers. His mouth moved to where her bond mark was, his beastly nature rearing its head. The beast wanted to taste not only her aroused body, but her sweet blood as well, reminding his seductive little mate that she was his and his alone.

His one hand groped her soft mounds and the other one moved to the aching bud between her folds to play it with his fingers. Ember felt like losing her mind from all the stimulations she was receiving and she had no control over her body as she gave into those waves of intense pleasure he was making her feel. He continued ravaging her inside with rough violence, his skilful fingers adding to the mounting pleasure.

"Does it feel good? How about this? This?" he asked, his voice at edge.

"Ah..Y-Yes...it...that too," she spoke between those lewd moans and cries. From how much her insides were clenching, he knew she was about to reach her peak. "Ahhh, everything feels good...nngh!"

Draven no longer spoke and fully withdrew his length from inside her, only to slam back into her in one forceful thrust. Along with it, his teeth buried themselves into her soft skin, drawing blood at the smooth curve of her neck where the bond mark was located.

"Ahhh!!"

A strong wave of pleasure spread across her body, making her go limp in the end, supported by nothing but his hold around her drained body.

Draven licked the bite mark on her skin and then his tongue swiped along his lips, licking the stain of blood on one the corner.

Sweet!

As he appreciated her taste, he pulled out of her, but the sensation of his still-hard manhood made her flinch once again and her limp body was alerted. Ember wanted to lie on the mattress and rest, wishing to relish the feeling of the release she had just gotten but....it was all wishful thinking on her part.

Draven merely let her lay on the bed for her to catch her breath, but he was not done yet.