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Holy Night: My Husband is Definitely a Paladin - Chapter 201

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ā€œAh…!ā€

A strong shock that felt as if her body might split in two struck Irene.

Her body, which she had tried to brace, collapsed in an instant so ludicrously.

Yet, she should have rolled over on the bed.

ā€œOh dear.ā€

As if he had expected it, Michael’s thick arm wrapped around her waist.

ā€œYou’re still struggling so much.ā€

His tone seemed to scold, but Irene did not hear it.

What entered her from behind felt bigger than usual.

The lower part, stretched to its limits, pleaded for relief.

The problem was that the pain she had briefly felt was quickly turning into pleasure.

Struggling to breathe properly, Irene instinctively spread her legs and took a deep breath.

Michael stroked her back.

As her panting breath subsided a bit, he let go of her waist.

Then he spread his palm and groped her belly.

At first, it seemed like he was just supporting her body, but Irene soon realized that his hand was searching for something.

And the moment she realized what it was, Michael whispered in her ear.

ā€œIt seems to reach up to here.ā€

He said this while pressing down above Irene’s navel.

Already, the feeling inside made her belly feel like it was going to burst.

As he pressed down on her belly with his entire palm, Irene felt the huge pillar inside her even more distinctly.

ā€œAh, nnghā€¦ā€

Irene shivered and shook her head, but the hand pressing on her belly only grew stronger.

ā€œDo you want it to reach even deeper?ā€

ā€œNo, please no. Stop, if it goes further inā€¦ā€

Irene had just responded when Michael very slowly raised his hips.

Thinking that it couldn’t go any deeper than its root.

ā€œAhā€¦ā€

Irene opened her mouth, letting out a powerless sigh.

His was as if endlessly elongating, burrowing deeper inside her.

Her vision flickered and sounds grew distant.

The stimulus he provided easily stole away Irene’s senses, leaving only him in her world.

The only remaining sensation was where they were deeply engaged.

Helplessly, Irene had to feel his movements jabbing deeper inside her more vividly.

Finally, he really reached the end.

Irene trembled without even a moan.

Every time Michael moved slowly, her whole body heated up, and strange sounds tried to escape.

What made her even more embarrassed was that his slow movements didn’t quite please her.

ā€˜A bit more…’

She wished he would move more roughly.

She hoped for a rush so overwhelming that she couldn’t stay conscious, rather than struggling with these minor stimuli.

But she couldn’t bring herself to voice this desire.

Even after their bodies had mingled numerous times, she had not grown accustomed to the shame of the act.

Even now, lying face down, accepting him from behind was enough to make her feel ashamed and embarrassed to death.

To ask him to torment her more roughly was something she just couldn’t do.

Usually, he read her mind quite miraculously.

ā€œI see you’re struggling, so I’ll move slowly.ā€

He said, discarding any tact, in a tone that seemed spiteful.

Still, as always, she hoped he would become more intense.

The pillar burrowed into her slowly, repeatedly stretching and exiting her.

ā€œAh, mmmnghā€¦ā€

The pleasure building up slowly paralyzed Irene’s mind.

Every time his thickest part scraped the folds inside, strength left her arms, and she slumped down.

Then Michael, as if he had been waiting, supported her entire belly with his hand and raised her back up.

His hand was not still.

He groped her belly several times, searching for himself inside her.

And then, as if wanting Irene to recognize that he was staying in that place, he continuously stroked that area.

The sizzling pleasure kept building up.

The sensations that didn’t overflow but only accumulated were now turning from pleasure into pain.

ā€œMichael, pleaseā€¦ā€

Eventually, Irene couldn’t bear it and grabbed his arm, begging him.

ā€œIrene?ā€

He called her pitifully, but he seemed puzzled as to why she was calling him.

ā€œJust a little… moreā€¦ā€

ā€œI can’t hear you.ā€

As he said this, Michael slowly began to withdraw himself from within her.

In that moment, Irene, panicked, instinctively moved her hips to swallow him back in.

 

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