I Wish You Well In Your Next Love, My Love - Chapter 3

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Three years ago.

The violently shaking view made me feel sick.

Only the fingertips clutching the blanket tightly were pressed pale, while the skin below was flushed red as if it had been dipped in flames and pulled back out.

The round bite marks on the back of my hand began to look distorted and swollen.

“Hngh, ah, nngh… I think I’m, I’m going to throw up.”

“Mmm. Go ahead.”

His solid body overlapped mine from behind without a gap, his weight pressing down on me.

Each time his hips snapped forward, the length that had nearly slipped out dragged long against my inner walls before thrusting deep again.

“Haaah, Gerard, ngh, you said you’d be gentle…”

I reached one arm back and tried to push against his body that felt like solid rock, but all I managed to smear were the beads of sweat as my hand slipped.

A hand with veins standing sharply caught mine and pressed it down. My right ear was drawn into his damp mouth.

A low groan and hot breath, deep enough to send shivers down my spine, soaked and sucked at my ear.

“Haa, ngh, it’s hard… It’s too deep. Ah!”

Gerard drove his hips up hard. Buried deep enough that his nether hair brushed against my skin, he let out a satisfied groan.

“Don’t move like that, haa, ngh…”

“Haah, damn… Louize, relax a little…”

As he bit my ear and slowly rolled his hips, even the throbbing veins along his s***t seemed to press fully against my inner walls.

He thrust relentlessly with something as thick as a child’s calf, and he had no concept of moderation.

Do other couples do it like this too? I had once asked him that after being wrung out by him day and night.

“I’m about average.”

I see.

“My sweetheart needs to build up some stamina.”

So I thought my stamina was below average. That was, until I happened to overhear a friend who was also a Purifier.

“I thought I was going to die. He kept going for two straight hours.”

“Because it wasn’t enough?”

“What?”

“Don’t they usually go at least five hours?”

“Ahaha! Louize, even if you don’t have much dating experience, what man goes for five hours? That’s a monster. A monster whose main body is his d**k.”

That’s right. My boyfriend was a monster whose main body was his d**k.

Because of the difference in status between Gerard and me, we were in a secret relationship, so I couldn’t share this devastating news with my friends.

“Nnngh, Gerard, I think I’m, going to…!”

When my soaked voice slipped out between moans, Gerard easily flipped my body over. The sensation of what was buried deep stirring hotly inside me made my body shudder.

“Haa, aahn, ah, ngh…”

Each time the dark red flesh pushed deep and pulled back out, fluid that might have been either of ours spilled out and dripped down along the curve of my hips. Everything was hot and wet.

As the sharp, sticky pleasure overtook my head, my body trembled uncontrollably against my will.

I cried out his name as if pleading, but Gerard only smiled wickedly and grew even more aroused.

Veins stood out on his smooth forehead. His thrusts became so intense I could no longer keep up, and he began to breathe roughly, unlike his usual self.

Blinded by excessive excitement, he slid his hands under my arms and pulled my shoulders back.

“Haah, you’re so warm. This feels too good, Louize…”

“Ah, ahhh! Hng, ah!”

Each violent shake of my body sent overwhelming waves of sensation through me. I couldn’t even wipe the saliva spilling from my parted lips, and the sounds I cried out were cut short and broken by the force of his thrusts.

He ground out a curse in a low voice and slammed his hips forward.

The moment I felt the flesh twitch and release inside me, my vision turned white.

Even as my body trembled from the lingering pleasure, Gerard kept pushing the tip deep inside and emptied himself completely.

“Y-You liar, hng, nngh.”

“Who. You, sweetheart?”

“No, you, you! Ngh.”

My tear-soaked face was licked by his tongue and pressed against by his lips. As if I were some candy whose sweetness wouldn’t fade no matter how much he tasted, he couldn’t seem to pull away.

“You don’t even think about what you did yourself. You even lied to me about your name.”

His firm teeth lightly bit the tip of my nose.

He was still holding onto the lie I had told the first time we met because I was afraid of being penalized. Unlike his appearance, he could be surprisingly petty.

After muttering ‘awful, terrible man’ a few times, I couldn’t fight off my heavy eyelids and fell asleep.

I heard Gerard let out a small laugh at my words.

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