Kissing Hellfire: Marry Me, Evil Lord
Chapter 110: A Little Rough

Chapter 110: A Little Rough

Lauren gripped the sheets and arched her back when she felt the searing pain at his first thrust. His warm mouth caught a nipple and tugged the sensitive flesh between his lips as he slowly pushed himself deeper.

She breathed when she felt him fill her to the brim. He stopped moving for a second to look at her. She didn’t say anything but her eyes were telling him to go on.

"You are so tight, Lauren," Alec muttered as he slowly moved back and forth, getting her acquainted with his fullness first. It was only a matter of time before he’d lose the thin thread of his patience, but he was trying to stretch it as far as he could, scared that he would get too rough and unconsciously hurt her.

Lauren’s loud heartbeat rang in her ears. Unable to contain the overwhelming need sweeping through her, she raised her hips to meet him halfway, which earned a curse from Alec.

He looked at her darkly.

"Relax, sweetheart. I’m trying to be patient here. Don’t be too naughty or you’ll end up lying in bed all day tomorrow because you’re too sore to walk," the way his words that sounded like a sweet threat rolled off his tongue fueled the passion she felt, and at the moment she wanted nothing but his touch, his kisses, him inside of her.

A shuddering sigh escaped her lips when he plunged himself into her deeper. There was pain but when he started increasing his pace, pleasure took over and she couldn’t stop wanting more.

Lauren opened her sleepy eyes to see Alec’s dark orbs staring at her like a ruthless beast who was just freed from his chains. Seeing his turned-on face was enough to make her insides throb.

Alec put her one leg on his shoulder and held her waist before he drove her hard and fast. She could no longer suppress her loud moans when he started rocking her relentlessly. His groans, her cries of pleasure, and the lewd sound from their bodies were heard by the four walls of their room.

Beads of sweat formed around her nape as she felt the tension building up in her abdomen. She gasped when Alec accompanied his violent thrusts with his fingers playing on her wet entrance. She had moaned his name countless times, completely forgetting what the world was all about. What only mattered at the moment was the peak she wanted to reach.

Lauren convulsed when she felt her own release. After a few more deep thrusts, Alec’s manhood throbbed inside her and warm liquid oozed out of her sex down to her thigh.

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When Lauren woke up the next morning, she groaned when she felt a sharp pain when she moved her legs. The pain was coming in between her legs, and as she opened her eyes, she remembered what took place last night.

She looked beneath the blanket and noticed she was wearing her nightdress. She didn’t remember having the energy to change into her nightdress after what transpired between her and Alec, so she assumed he must have done it.

But where was Alec anyway?

She looked around the room and saw no trace of him. She rose from the bed and flinched. She didn’t know she would be this sore after doing it once. Alec was really huge and she had a hard time accommodating his fullness, and with how hard he rammed her last night, it must be the reason why she felt like something was being torn inside her every time she moved.

She was about to call a maid to prepare a warm bath for her, thinking that it would soothe her soreness, but before she could, the door burst open.

It was Alec and a maid holding a tray with a bowl of soup.

"You may leave," he dismissed the maid after she put the tray on the bedside table.

Lauren swallowed subtly. Now that she was sober, she felt embarrassed of how she acted wildly last night. She looked at him and it seemed like he got off the bed early, that is if he even stayed in the bed with her which she doubted. She was sure after cleaning their mess, he left her in bed and went to his beloved desk.

"How do you feel?" He asked, raising his brow cockily and she knew she didn’t have to answer.

"Great," she answered with a sarcastic tone and picked up the glass of milk beside the bowl of soup.

"I suggest you take a warm bath to soothe your sore..." he trailed off and his gaze dropped in between her legs as if he could see through her nightdress.

She almost spilled the milk she was drinking. She put the glass down and coughed a bit, her cheeks heating up.

"Do you need some help in bathing-"

"No need," she blurted out quickly.

His eyes narrowed at her. A ghost of smile was evident on his lips. "What? Do you think I have other intentions? Well, I’d love to do it again with you, but I know you are too sore. It would be too inconsiderate of me if I ask for more. I will spare it for another time."

Lauren glared at him and spoke in a low voice. "Will you please stop talking about it? Its daytime and maids are standing outside. Spare me some shame, dear husband."

She picked up the bowl of soup and moved her legs back to the bed which made her flinch.

"Is it painful?" This time, Alec was serious. He sat next to her and when he suddenly lifted the skirt of her dress, she almost threw the bowl to his face.

"What the hell are you doing?!" She yelled and swatted his hand away. She was wide-eyed.

"You’re not bleeding, are you? I only want to check, Lauren. I was a little rough, maybe you got strained. Should we get you examined by a physician-"

"No!" She blurted out in horror. Examined by a physician after sex? She couldn’t imagine how embarrassing it would be to tell the physician what was wrong with her and what caused her soreness.