Chapter 8. Trying To Be Gentle Or Rough...? But Still... I Don’t Want To Hurt Her**

Chapter 8: 8. Trying To Be Gentle Or Rough...? But Still... I Don’t Want To Hurt Her**

She stopped coughing, though her breathing remained shallow and uneven. She sat back on her heels, dripping wet hair clinging to her pale shoulders.

She glared at me through tear-streaked eyes, a look of pure, unadulterated fury that would have made a seasoned knight flinch.

Shit... On my first ever day, I graduated from a virgin, and I already fucked up. I should’ve controlled myself and tried to be gentle with the one who loves me.

"You... ngh..." she said, pointing a shaking finger at my chest. "...are a monster."

"I know," I muttered, looking down at my hands. "I’m sorry again, and that’s one on me."

But then, the corner of her mouth twitched. The fury melted into something softer, something dangerously playful.

Wait... what? Don’t tell me she’s teasing me again.

She leaned forward, not to attack, but to press a warm, tender kiss against my cheek, right where the sweat was still drying. "But you’re... MY monster."

She laughed softly, a sound that was half exhaustion and half delight. Seeing her can still joke about it made me calm down right away, and I started loving her even more.

"But... next time, Roland... warn me before you try to drown me."

I felt a grin tugging at my lips, a surge of affection washing over me. But as she pulled back, her eyes wandered downward again.

Her expression shifted from amusement to something darker, something more hungry. "O-oh my..."

My cock was still there. After everything, after that massive release, it didn’t go soft right away just because of one climax.

If anything, the aftershocks of the SSS Rank power had worsened it... It stood rigid and furious again, twitching violently with its veins standing out like raised ridges.

It looked even more monstrous than before, pulsing with a life of its own. And yes... it’s ready to get inside a pussy, and I... myself can’t wait for more.

Alicia’s pupils dilated again. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips.

"R-Roland..." she whispered, her voice dropping into that husky register that made my blood boil all over again. "Is that... is that still going...?"

The adrenaline from the aftershocks hadn’t faded... but it had transformed into something worse. Seeing her like that flushed, slightly disheveled, but looking at me with that rekindled hunger sent a fresh wave of possessive rage through my veins.

My cock wasn’t just twitching, but it was demanding vengeance for the restraint I had shown. And yes... this is my glory... to fuck with my childhood friend who is always standing by my side.

I didn’t give her time to think. And so... I reached out and grabbed both of her wrists in one of my hands, pinning them together.

The strength in my grip was undeniable, a reminder of the warrior I was.

"I’m not done with you yet, Alicia," I growled, my voice thick with a need that felt almost violent. "Not by a fucking long shot."

A deep crimson flush crept up her neck and flooded her cheeks. For a heartbeat, she averted her eyes, looking at the faded curtains as if seeking escape from the intensity pouring off me.

But then, she turned her gaze back to mine... And damn, I can see those eyes weren’t fearful anymore, but they were perfect... with those bright, defiant, and terrifyingly open pink eyes.

"It’s... it’s safe today, Roland," she whispered, her voice steadier than I expected. "I’ve been tracking it..."

"You... uhm... you don’t have to hold back... and I want you to take everything I have." Alicia forced a gentle smile even though she’s scared of what’s about to happen if a cock that massive goes through her pussy. "Do... whatever you want with me."

That was the permission I needed... it was the green light that I’ve been waiting to unleash the beast.

Without wasting any seconds, I lunged forward, using my body weight to push her backward. She fell onto the large wooden bed with a soft oomph, and the mattress creaked under our combined weight.

"Ahhnn... Roland..." She moaned while looking at me with that helpless look.

I hovered over her immediately, pinning her between my muscular frame and the bedding. Her hands, still trapped in my grip, began to twitch instinctively against my palm, her fingers curling and uncurling as her nervous system fired off warnings and desires all at once.

"Oh my fucking goodness... Roland," she let out a breathless laugh, though her chest was heaving. "Calm down for a second... you brute."

"I’m not going anywhere, you know... It’s all yours... Every inch of my pure body."

I released her wrists only because she immediately reached up, wrapping both of her arms around my neck, pulling me down until our foreheads pressed together. The heat between us was suffocating.

"But please... be gentle with me first," she pleaded softly, her pink eyes searching mine, desperate for a glimpse of the man beneath the monster. "Just for the first time... please."

"I want my first to be gentle... and special, full of love from you..."

I nodded slowly, my jaw clenched so tight that it hurt. The SSS Rank power inside me screamed to go fast, to go hard, and to fucking dominate until she couldn’t remember her own name.

But I forced it down like the gentleman that I am. I forced myself to be the man she needed, even as my cock throbbed painfully against her thigh.

I shifted lower, parting her thighs with my knees. I positioned myself at her entrance, the tip of my cock slick with pre-cum, teasing the sensitive folds of her entrance.

I didn’t push in right away, but I just pressed so that I can control myself even more, letting the blunt head grind against her clit and the opening of her pussy.

"Ahnnnn... Roland..." she gasped, her hips arching involuntarily. "Ngghhn... You’re... you’re such a cruel teaser."

"I need you to feel this, Alicia," I muttered against her lips. "I need you to know exactly what’s about to happen."

The tension in the room was so thick that it felt like a physical weight, the silence broken only by our ragged breathing and the distant sounds of the village.

My inner mind was a war zone full of temptation that kept telling me to push in... claim her... break her open... and without any gentleness.

But then I keep telling myself that I have to be gentle... and I don’t want to break what I love.

I took a breath, steadying myself. "I’m going in now... I’m going inside you, so better brace yourself for what’s coming."

"Hmm," she whimpered, her eyes locking onto mine, bracing herself. "Do it... Please."

I took a deep breath first, and then I began to push... just slowly, but also deliberately.

The moment I breached her, the world seemed to stop. The resistance was immediate the tight, unyielding barrier of her virginity.

SCHLLCCKKKKK...

I felt the unmistakable sensation of her hymen stretching to its breaking point, the friction creating an intense, burning heat that made my own muscles spasm.

’N-no way... so this is what it feels like...’

"Nngh—ahhhnnnn...!" Her gasp turned into a sharp cry of pain as I forced my way past the barrier.

RRRIIPPPPP...

I felt the wetness of blood mingling with her natural arousal as I pushed deeper. It was a visceral, raw sensation with that kind of feeling of claiming something sacred through sheer physical force.

I could feel her body tensing, her muscles clamping around me in a reflex of pain, but she didn’t pull away. She held onto me, her nails digging into my shoulders, and I could feel her breath coming in short, broken sobs.

"I’ve got you," I whispered hoarsely, freezing mid thrust as she processed the pain. "Try to endure it, Alicia... Just breathe... slowly..."

"Ngghhh... It hurts..." she sobbed quietly, her eyes squeezed shut, but she didn’t retreat. "But... oh god, Roland... you’re so... you’re so full."

I waited, letting her body adjust to the foreign mass inside her, letting the initial sting of her broken innocence fade into the overwhelming fullness of my presence.

I stayed still, my cock buried deep inside her, feeling every heartbeat of hers through the walls of her pussy. The blood loss was minimal, just enough to coat us in the evidence of her surrender, but the psychological weight of it was monumental.

I had broken her, yes, but in doing so, I had bound us together in a way no spell could ever achieve.

The moment I tried to shift, to test the depth of my conquest, I didn’t expect that the reaction was instant and visceral. As my cock rubbed against the raw, torn tissue of her hymen, Alicia let out a sound that tore through my soul—a high-pitched, broken whimper that escalated into a genuine scream of pain.

"Ahnnn...! N-no... Roland, w-wait! Nngh...!" Her body convulsed beneath me, her back arching off the mattress as her muscles clamped down on me in a defensive, painful spasm.

I froze instantly.

The predator in me wanted to push through, to conquer the pain and claim the victory, but the man... the Roland who had sworn to protect her was horrified. "Shit, shit, Alicia, I’m sorry!"

’I’m sorry...! I’m stopping now...! I’m not moving anymore!"

I immediately withdrew the pressure from her hips, lowering my upper body until I was draped over her like a shield. I wrapped my massive arms around her, pulling her small frame against my sweat-slicked chest.

I held her with everything I had, not to dominate, but to anchor her. I kissed her temple, her forehead, and her tear-stained cheeks while whispering desperate reassurances into her ear. "I’ve got you..."

"I’m right here... Just breathe, Alicia..."

"Just breathe for me."