“Aaah!” Ethan cried out in shock, his body tightening as it was invaded in a way it had never known, pain searing through him like lightning.
“You beast, you vile creature,” Ethan screamed, his voice filled with anger and disgust.
Overcome with madness, Valerius, inexperienced and unprepared for his first time with a man, struggled for a while but still couldn’t fully penetrate Ethan. As if suddenly remembering something crucial, he reached under a pillow and pulled out a jar of lubricant.
His dark eyes locked onto Ethan’s. “My mistake, I hurt you, didn’t I?”
With that, he scooped out a generous amount of the balm and worked it into Ethan’s entrance with his fingers. “Bear with it a little longer, and you’ll start to feel good soon.”
"Stop it, Valerius. Please, I beg you," Ethan pleaded, his voice trembling with panic.
But his resistance only made Valerius more impatient, his hands fumbling as he applied more and more of the lubricant. He thrust his fingers in and out of Ethan's entrance, the sound slick and obscene, while his other hand gripped Ethan's waist with bruising force.
“Your Majesty, please, regain your senses. I’m a man. I cannot do this with you,” Ethan pleaded desperately, hoping to awaken some sliver of reason in Valerius.
But it was futile. Valerius’s gaze grew darker, his voice a sultry murmur, “Man or concubine, it doesn’t matter. Right now, I want only you. Be good and indulge me this once.”
Though he had tasted the most exquisite beauties of the world, Valerius’s heart was now burning with the desperate longing of a man indulging in forbidden fruit for the first time. He yearned to devour and possess the figure before him, and there was no question of letting go now that the prey was right in front of him. The feeble pleas only fueled the flames of Valerius’s desire, making him crave the man beneath him even more, eager to thrust his manhood deep inside, to penetrate and fill Ethan completely.
The mere thought sent flames of desire through Valerius. He lifted Ethan's hips with one hand and guided his fully erect manhood to the slick, wet entrance. Slowly, he pushed inside. This time, it was easier, and Valerius sighed in relief, a smile of satisfaction on his face as ecstasy began to overwhelm him. His manhood was tightly enveloped within Ethan's hot, clenching depths, the pleasure so intense it felt like a heavenly paradise.
"Ahh...! It hurts! Stop, don’t push in any further," Ethan whimpered, shaking his head as tears streamed down his face
Though only halfway in, Ethan thrashed desperately, fueling Valerius’s primal urge to dominate him completely. The tight, searing heat of Ethan’s body gripped Valerius’s throbbing manhood, driving him to the edge. With ruthless abandon, he began to thrust fast and merciless plunging deeper and deeper into Ethan, each motion claiming him with an insatiable hunger."
Ethan's cries of pain were relentless, his body trembling with each brutal invasion. Sweat drenched his back, mingling with the cold, clammy fear that coursed through him, his anguish evident in every tear that fell.
Valerius's eyes narrowed as he glanced down, his voice husky, "Be good! Just a little more... relax, it's almost over."
The man's cock inside Ethan was too large, the pain unbearable, as if dying and coming back to life. His lips were bitten through, bleeding profusely, his body utterly drained. In despair, Ethan let go, surrendering to Valerius's merciless domination. Darkness began to cloud his vision.
Seeing that Ethan had obediently stopped resisting, Valerius leaned down and unbound him. He scooped Ethan into his arms, cradling him tenderly as if he were a precious treasure. Valerius's lips sought Ethan's, swallowing the sweet, metallic taste of blood. Below, his cock continued to slowly thrust in and out of Ethan's body, each movement slick and deep, the fluids of their union spilling out in a lewd display.
Hours passed, and Valerius looked down at the dazed Ethan beneath him. Ethan's once flowing hair was now disheveled, his phoenix eyes half-closed, long lashes trembling with each deep thrust. Valerius gazed at him, entranced, as waves of desire surged through him again. The need to possess Ethan was overwhelming, more intense than anything he'd ever felt with a woman. How could Ethan be so tight, so warm, enveloping his cock with such a fierce grip that refused to let go? The more Valerius thought about it, the harder and more violently he plunged, driven by a need he couldn't satisfy. He had no idea, and even if he did, he wouldn't care about the agony he was inflicting on Ethan.
When Valerius's beastly urges finally subsided, he suddenly realized Ethan had completely lost consciousness. A long smear of blood stained the luxurious bedding beneath him. Guilt welled up inside Valerius as he gently laid Ethan down and pulled the blanket over Ethan’s limp body. He couldn't bear to look any longer and quickly dressed before leaving the room.
It was well past midnight when Ethan awoke, his entire body aching and exhausted. Struggling to sit up, he stared at his filthy, bloodied body, the stench of sex and blood hanging thick in the air. The vile scent made him retch, and he covered his mouth, dry heaving, desperate to purge Valerius's taste from his throat.
His eyes fell on his soiled clothes, trampled on the floor, while a set of royal garments from Evander’s palace lay neatly at the bedside. Ethan painfully dressed himself, eager to escape this nightmare. He stumbled as he tried to stand, his legs trembling and giving way beneath him. At that moment, the door swung open, and Valerius entered, looking clean and composed as if he had just bathed. Seeing Ethan awake, Valerius smiled, quickly moving to support him.
"It's late. Stay the night," Valerius said calmly, as if nothing had happened.
Ethan looked at him, hatred burning in his eyes. He shoved Valerius's hand away, but his strength was so feeble it was barely a touch. Gathering the last remnants of his energy, Ethan staggered towards the door. Valerius watched him with a mix of sorrow and regret, knowing the gravity of his actions. Outside, a carriage awaited to take Ethan back. As he curled up inside, trying to hold his trembling body still, tears streamed down his face, each sob wracking his frame with the pain and shame he couldn't contain.