Inside the cave the sound of light growls and light yet painful moans can be heard echoing within. At the tattered bed, Feng Jing's body was numbed in pleasure yet felt his legs were forcefully spread apart. In that split second, Feng Jing could only imagine the pain he would suffer once he was invaded vigorously without any preparation. He could only hurriedly cure his husband's mania but in the end, it was already too late.
AAAHHH!!!
A hard, hot, and huge rod pierced him from below. It penetrated his virgin cave without any preparation at all. Feng Jing felt an uncomfortable pain below him. Throbbing hot and numb at the same time is extremely painful. He could no longer stop himself from crying out in pain and tears fell on his face like a waterfall. He knew deep inside him that he was definitely bleeding in that place.
Feng Jing, who had never felt real pain due to his special bloodline, suffered for the first time. He started to panic as the soreness spread all over his body. He wanted to push the man on top of him away but the difference in their physique's strength is too big. Now that the man is not in the right state, he is even stronger and has no tolerance for any struggles. His hands were grabbed as Feng Jing started failing his legs but all other things were useless as he couldn't escape at all.
The pain got worse when the marshal on top of him started moving his body to penetrate him continuously. Feng Jing lost control and started screaming loudly but unfortunately, no one could save him as they are only the two of them within the cave. Just as thought that Feng Jing would lose himself in pain. A soft, gentle, and careful kiss was given to him.
In the midst of his craziness, the marshal heard the small one's painful cries as he invaded him. At this moment he couldn't understand why his prey was crying like that, he could only comfort him gently with kisses like how Feng Jing had done to him before. As expected his prey stopped screaming and returned his kisses instead. Despite the gentleness above, below were like raging waves. He moves his body according to the desires within him. Only once his desires are met that he would definitely return to normal for now he could only move according to his instincts.
Feng Jing never expected to suffer this kind of pain. His husband despite his possessiveness, dominance, and obsession would always be careful towards him. But now that his husband could only move by instinct, Feng Jing realized how much his lover held back every time they did it. No wonder, he would be eaten for more than 10 rounds every night. The pain below him only lessened in the middle of the deed as the pleasure started to take over his body.
As their pheromones mixed, another wave of emotion engulfs the marshal aside from his lustful desire. His obsession had come out, influencing him more and more. His thoughts were full of things like the guide under him belongs to him! This is his prey, possess him. He is yours. Only yours, others are not allowed to take him away from you. Let the body pressed under him be covered with only his breath only. His scent is the only thing that should be left behind in and out of this person.
As these kinds of thoughts pop up in his mind, his movement turned faster and even more aggressive, almost making Feng Jing breathless as each thrust. Feng Jing who had gotten used to pain was now numbed but the dominating force pierced him below. It felt extremely satisfying as he moved with the waves. His deepest part is being explored and that sensitive spot inside of him gets rammed countless times making him lose his mind.
"Ah! hmm… En~" Messy moans come out of his parted lips and a transparent line of liquid lingers at the corner of his mouth as he gasps for air. The beast before him continued to penetrate his body, it was hot and fierce. Under the pressure of being drilled wildly by the thick and big rod of his lover, the soft layers of his abused hole tightened due to the constant frictions wanting to squeeze out the hidden essences within but it only made the beastly marshal even crazier, Feng Jing could only enjoy the refreshing feeling reaching the depths of his body.
This wonderful feeling made this couple excited and satisfied. The heated rod that was hot and thick was too deep and too big running all over the sensitive spots inside causing the beautiful young man under the marshal to cry and scream. In the middle of it, Feng Jing was twisted, making him face the marshal with his back. He was powerless and couldn't move anymore as his knees buckled down tirelessly.
No one realized that the Marshal had longed placed both his big hands on Feng Jing's slender waist thrusting into him like there is no tomorrow. If not because he was holding him at his side, Feng Jing would fly forwards at his husband's every thrust. Every time his husband's dragon penetrates him, it felt so good that Feng Jing was about to reach the climax.
"Wu~ Too deep… AH! It's too big… it hurts… No… T-Too much. Mnn~" Broken words came out of Feng Jing's mouth and his voice started to become hoarse as he was screaming most of the time.
Grrrr~ rawrr~
Feng Jing didn't forget to control his qi to merge with his husband's chaotic qi trying to calm it down. Feeling that his husband is about to come, he no longer holds back his excitement, and even squeezes the cock inside his hole until it starts to spasm. His intestinal walls desperately tighten as he wanted his lover to cum at the same time as him.
Groans~
AHHH! Pain and pleasure exploded in Feng Jing's mind. His lover's hard bite made his pheromones enter his body slowly occupying his all making him feel in a state of extreme satisfaction and could help but tightened his hole using all his strength to clutch the thing inside him. This move made the beast above him eject a stream of thick essence deep within him. The scalding hot semen poured deeply inside. His nape was bitten strongly by the Marshal at the last moment where they cummed together.
Once the madness within his lover's spiritual domain subsides, his other half should return to normal. A permanent mark was made in the midst of the madness and pleasure the pair had to spend together.
During their second round, Marshal Sirius seems to gradually regain his sanity. His red eyes fading as his rational mindset returns. Their first-round match took a few hours before they came together.
Marshal Sirius was shocked when saw Feng Jing under him. Covered with red purplish marks and bites all over his body. He could even see his exquisite face tinted with fatigue, lust, and tears.
With a raspy yet gentle voice, "My love, are you… awake?" asked Feng Jing as he reached out his right hand weakly and trembling.
Once he heard his little one's hoarse voice. He immediately knew what happened. The Marshal silently gasped and immediately held his lover's hand who wanted to touch his face. He lowered his head to let Feng Jing reach out to him easier. He held the latter's slender hands as he trembled. Depressing tears fell from his black eyes as he looked at Feng Jing under him full of regret and hate for himself.
Marshal Sirius felt his throat was blocked and couldn't even speak proper words, "I-I…"
Altair Sirius was trembling as he kissed the palms of Feng Jing's right hand. His face was full of remorse as he gently and carefully pulled himself out of Feng Jing and hugged him gently within his embrace. After pulling himself out he saw blood and white merging coming out from his lover's delicate place. He realized that he must have forced himself to enter him without any kind of preparation. He had truly hurt his loved one.
Marshal Sirius thought, 'Our first time isn't supposed to be like this! I am not supposed to make Jing'er bleed. He is not supposed to cry in pain but in pleasure. Everything is my fault. If I didn't go to that mansion without planning properly or at least brought Jing'er with me, I wouldn't have fallen to the enemies' traps and ended up falling into a mania for the second time. Arrogance. It was because I thought I'm the strongest in the world that I ended up hurting the only person I should never have harmed.'
Thinking of this he wanted to kill his past and out-of-control self many times. Guilt and regret eat his heart. He could only give his lover soft kisses as if by doing so he would lessen his little one's pain.
"Um~ It hurts. I'm sleepy~" murmured Feng Jing before he had fallen asleep from tiredness.
The Marshal could only whisper his words as he hugs Feng Jing within his embrace and his tears couldn't be helped but continuously fall.
"Sleep, Baby. Sorry… I'm really sorry… Sorry~ Please forgive me~" Altair Sirius continues to whisper words of apology as if begging Feng Jing.
Meanwhile, Feng Jing whose vessel is still young and delicate couldn't stop his body's need to sleep as he was overwhelmed by fatigue, pain, and sleepiness. The Marshal's words of apology were like lullabies to his ears. It didn't take long for him to fall into slumber once he knew that his husband's mania was cured.
While Feng Jing is in a blackout, Marshal Sirius takes a while before he calms down and sees his lover's current state. The petite body within his embrace is covered in marks and bruises he made, even the bite marks that were left behind look very visible on his little one white skin. Just based on this result, he could see that he was very rough when he had done those things to his lover.
Like a wild beast, he was overwhelmed by just his instincts and harmed the only person in the world he didn't wish to harm at all.
After the marshal has finally calmed down, his face is covered in coldness and sharpness as he did before despite the fact that his careful movements when holding Feng Jing are completely opposite of his emotionless face.
Before Zhi Yue took his leave, he had removed the formation around the cave. Now the scenery outside had changed from a wide forest to a small hidden cave near the river. Marshal Sirius heated some water which he used to clean up his partner. He took out a towel from his lover's inventory and changed his clothes to new ones. After seeing some healing concoction and some first aid kit, he treated his lover's wounds. All of the traces he left amid his crazy state were healed.
The Marshal is no longer willing to let his wife suffer even a small scratch after that event. This result is something that is based on his foolish decisions.. He could only regret and never take back those actions he made before.
