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“Ah! Ah! Hadeon…!”

Her legs, which had been spread open solely for him, finally gave out and collapsed. Hadeon lifted her obstructing legs onto his waist. Even with her slender, flailing legs crossed, his movements did not slow down or decrease at all.

The relentless force pounding away. Though she wondered if her weak body could withstand such strength, she couldn’t help but softly whimper, begging for mercy, as he mercilessly drove his hips. Despite her frail and warm body struggling to keep up, he continued to ruthlessly push and berate her.

This is my domain, the territory of Hadeon Lark, where no other creature has ever dared to enter.

Finally, instinctively tightening her grip, he pressed the small woman, now engulfed in ecstasy, firmly onto the floor, preventing her from escaping. Hadeon was ready to unleash his pent-up desire with powerful thrusts, piercing and biting into her insides.

“Ah, ah! Hadeon! Wait, I… Ah! Really…! Hng!”

As if her body would break down from the relentless pounding, the woman’s pitiable cries split through the air. Hadeon, anticipating a second release, thrust deeply into her, binding her slender waist and driving his length inside her. It was the start of an intense internal release.

For the second time, he ejaculated freely, filling her overflowing insides. The intense pleasure shooting from the tip of his head to his brain was transmitted instantly. At the same time, Elysia, overwhelmed by her forced climax, trembled uncontrollably, sobbing loudly.

“Haa, uh, ah!”

Nothing could hide from him. As her insides contracted and squeezed his expanded length, her entire body quivered with the ecstasy that stripped away all reason.

“Huk, uuhh! Hng! Ung!”

Her breathing quickened and she even began to hiccup. She had exposed herself completely, losing all sense of shame. She thought it was over. The darkness in his vision was terrifying. She felt like she would be devoured at any moment.

But what happened next left Elysia stunned.

Hadeon, not the type to comfort a crying woman, had a focused expression with furrowed brows.

As if he were the last thing left in the world, he was actually ‘comforting’ her.

“…Shh, was it hard?”

His unexpectedly gentle voice, almost like a warm animal licking her, reached Elysia’s unguarded ears. Despite still being deeply embedded inside her, his weight pressing down on her brought an odd sense of relief.

He licked the tears falling to her chin. His arms braced on either side of her head to keep his weight from crushing her.

“Elysia, who made you cry, huh?”

His voice was as if ready to point a gun at the temple of the person who made her cry.