Chapter 824:Make Me Feel Like Woman Again**

Chapter 824: 824:Make Me Feel Like Woman Again**

Ethan caught her as she pressed against him.

Without a word he lifted her, one arm beneath her thighs and the other around her back, and carried her the short distance to the broad trunk of an old tree that stood a little apart from the slope.

"Ethan..." Elena breathed against his shoulder, arms still looped around his neck. "Do it."

He set her down against the rough bark only long enough to steady her, then his mouth found her neck. Slow, deliberate kisses trailed upward to the sensitive skin just below her ear, then down again along the curve of her throat.

"You’re certain?" he murmured against her skin.

"Yes," she whispered. "Please... make me feel it."

His fingers move swiftly at the fastenings of her simple dress, easing the fabric from her shoulders with patient care. The garment slipped lower, baring her breasts to the open air.

They were full and heavy, the pale skin marked by faint blue veins, the rosy nipples already tightening in the breeze.

Larger than most, they rose and fell with each quickening breath, soft yet firm, the kind of weight that filled a man’s hands completely.

Ethan lowered his head and took one into his mouth, tongue circling the peak while his free hand cupped the other, thumb brushing across the sensitive tip until Elena’s back arched against the tree.

"Ah...!" A soft, broken moan left her lips. "Ethan... that feels—"

His hand slid lower, pushing the rest of her clothing aside. Two long fingers parted the soft folds between her legs and pressed inward. She was already wet, yet the passage was narrow, unused for so long that even the careful intrusion made her gasp.

"Nnh...! So deep already..."

He worked them deeper, curling against the sensitive place inside her, thumb circling the swollen bud above. Elena’s breath came in short, broken sounds.

"Ah... ah... Ethan, I—" Her hips began to move against his hand of their own accord. "Don’t stop... please..."

The pressure built quickly making her thighs tremble, and then a sharp cry tore from her throat as pleasure crested.

"Ah—! Ethan!" Clear fluid pulsed around his fingers, soaking his hand and dripping down her inner thighs as she shuddered and melted against him, legs weak, body going soft and heavy in his arms. "Haa... haa..."

Ethan withdrew his fingers, still glistening, and lowered her carefully onto the grass at the base of the tree.

He rose only long enough to shove his own trousers down. His cock sprang free

It was thick, heavy, and long, the flushed head already beaded with moisture, the shaft veined and rigid, far larger than anything Elena had ever taken. It stood proud against his abdomen, the sheer size of it making her eyes widen even through the haze of her recent climax.

Elena stared, breath still uneven. "That... is far larger than the Crown Prince’s ever was..."

Ethan knelt between her parted thighs, guided the broad head to her entrance, and pushed.

The tight, unused channel resisted at once. Elena’s breath left her in a sharp hiss that mixed pain and reluctant pleasure.

"Ah—! It hurt..."

The Crown Prince’s modest length had never stretched her like this.

"Calm down Elena.The tension will ease slowly.

Inch by slow inch Ethan pressed deeper, the thick shaft forcing her walls to yield.

"So tight," he said quietly, voice low. "You’re gripping me already."

The sensation was overwhelmingly hot, invasive, yet the stretch sent sparks of heat racing up her spine. Her inner muscles fluttered and clenched around the invading length, creating a strong, wet suction that drew him in farther.

"Nnh... Ethan... it’s too much..." Elena’s voice broke into another moan. "Ah...!"

Ethan felt that pull and a low sound of satisfaction left his throat. He sank the rest of the way until his hips met hers, buried to the hilt inside the narrow heat.

"You’re taking all of me," he murmured. "Good."

Then he drew back and thrust again, harder this time. Elena’s breasts bounced with the force of it, the heavy flesh rising and falling in time with each deep stroke.

"Ah—! Ah...! Ethan!" A broken groan escaped her lips as the pain melted into a fuller, sharper pleasure, her body struggling to adjust to the monstrous size that filled her so completely.

"Haa... so deep... I can feel everything..."

Ethan thrust deep once more. Elena’s body jolted against tree. An overwhelming rush of heat flooded her core. Her walls clenched tight around his thick cock. Pleasure sparked up her spine and made her toes curl. She opened her mouth to cry out and savour the feeling.

But before she could, Ethan stopped. He pulled back until only the tip remained inside her. The sudden emptiness made her blink in confusion. Her hips lifted of their own accord, chasing the lost fullness.

"Heh. You just want to make me work hard," Ethan said. His voice was low and amused. A faint smirk touched his lips.

"So ride on top of me."

Elena’s cheeks flushed pink. She stared up at him shyly.

"But I haven’t used to this," she whispered. Her voice was soft and uncertain.

"You can try now."

Ethan pulled out completely. He lay back on the grass beside the tree. His cock stood thick and rigid, rising straight up toward the sky. The flushed head glistened with her juices. Veins stood out along the heavy shaft.

Elena sat up slowly. Her legs still trembled from the earlier climax. She crawled over him on unsteady knees. She placed her hands on his chest for balance. His abs were hard and warm under her palms. She could feel the solid ridges of muscle. Higher up, his pectoral muscles flexed as he settled his arms behind his head.

She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his cock. It was so thick her hand could not close fully around it. She guided the broad head to her entrance. The slick folds parted around him. She sank down carefully.

"Nnh... it’s still so big..." she breathed.

Inch by slow inch she lowered herself. Her tight pussy stretched wide around the invading shaft. She rose up a little, then pushed down again. The head slipped inside. A soft moan left her lips. She kept going, taking more of him until she sat fully on his hips. His cock filled her to the limit.

Ethan watched her from below. His eyes moved over every part of her. The heavy bounce of her full breasts. The soft curve of her waist. The way her thighs framed his hips. The pink flush that spread across her chest and cheeks. When she clasped both hands over her breasts and squeezed them, the sight was heavenly. Milk beaded at the tips of her nipples and trickled between her fingers.

Elena began to move. She lifted her hips until only the tip stayed inside, then dropped back down.

Plap.

The wet sound filled the quiet clearing. She rose and fell again. Her breasts bounced heavily with each descent. She pressed her palms against his hard abs and used them for leverage. Her fingers traced the lines of muscle as she rode him. Higher up she felt the solid swell of his pectorals under her hands.

"Ah... Ethan... it feels so deep like this..." she moaned. Her voice shook. "Haa... so full..."

She bounced faster. Her ass slapped against his thighs. Juice slicked his cock and ran down onto his stomach. Ethan’s gaze stayed locked on her. He watched the way her body moved. The jiggle of her breasts. The tight stretch of her pussy around his shaft. The soft, open-mouthed expression of pleasure on her face.

Elena’s rhythm grew desperate. She slammed down harder. Her nails dug lightly into his abs.

"Ah... ah... Ethan... I’m close..." she gasped. "Don’t stop... please... ah...!"

Her walls fluttered and clenched. A sharp cry tore from her throat.

"Ah—! Ethan... I’m cumming...!"

Her orgasm crashed through her. Clear fluid gushed out around his cock in strong pulses. It sprayed across his navel and the ridges of his abs in thick streams. She kept bouncing through it, moaning loudly with every squirt.

"Haa... ah... it’s coming out... Ethan... look... ah...!"

More juice spilled over his stomach. It pooled in the hollow of his navel and ran down the sides of his waist. Elena’s body shook. Her breasts bounced wildly as she rode out the climax. Soft, broken moans kept spilling from her lips while she soaked him completely.