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Chapter 97 - Chapter 95:- Tears Of Joy(R-18)

The raw, devastated keen she made—chest heaving, thighs shaking—was better than any scream.

"Please…" Her whisper cracked, pride incinerated in the aftershocks. "Need…"

I kissed her, brutal and claiming, as I resumed the assault—deeper, harder, meaner—until her second climax ripped through her without warning, her shriek swallowed by my mouth as she shattered.

Her chest still heaved as I gently brushed damp hair from her forehead. "Look at me, Soo-Min." My voice softened, thumb tracing the tear tracks on her cheeks. When her glassy eyes met mine, I cradled her face. "We stop here if you want."

She shook her head fiercely, hands clutching my shoulders. "No. I need...need all of you." Her trembling lips pressed to mine—a sweet, clumsy kiss that melted something in my chest.

"Slowly," I murmured against her mouth, fingers working the clasp of her bra. The lace fell away, revealing huge breasts with pink nipples still peaked from earlier.

"So beautiful." I bent to kiss each one reverently, contrary to the previous rough treatment, her gasp music to my ears.

Her hands fumbled at my belt. "Let me—"

"Shhh." I covered her hands with mine, guiding her trembling fingers. Together we undid the buckle, my pants sliding off as she bit her lip. When I kicked them aside, her wide eyes dropped between my legs.

"I...I don't know how to—"

"You don't have to do anything. Just embrace your true name and I'll do the rest of the things." I kissed her deeply, laying her back on the mat.

My fingers hooked into her soaked panties. "Lift up, highlighter." The pet name slipped out naturally as I peeled the lace down her legs, her blush spreading to her chest.

Her hands flew to cover herself. "Samuel, I'm—"

"Perfect." I gently moved her hands, spreading her thighs. The first glimpse took my breath—pink folds glistening, a tiny bead of blood already blooming. "Ah, Soo-Min..." My thumb feathered over her inner thigh. "This might hurt. Squeeze my hand, okay?"

She nodded, fingers threading through mine as I positioned myself. Our eyes locked as I pressed forward—inch by inch—her tight wall swallowing me. Tears welled in her eyes as I paused at the barrier.

"Breathe," I whispered, kissing her temple. "I'm here." With one slow thrust, I sheathed myself completely, her broken gasp muffled against my neck. Warmth spread between us—her virginity given freely without much resistance.

"P-Pain..." she whimpered, nails digging into my back, as blood trickled out of her pussy.

"I know, highlighter." I stayed still, cradling her head. "Just hold me." Her tears wet my skin as I pressed my lips on hers, kissing her gently, making sure to fade away all of her pain.

Gradually, her death grip on my shoulders eased. "Move...please," she whispered shakily, nuzzling my jaw. "I want to feel you."

I withdrew slowly before sinking back in, watching her face intently. Her initial flinch melted into a shaky sigh. "Good?"

"F-Full..." Her blush deepened, legs wrapping around my waist. "But...good."

We found our rhythm like the tides—gentle rolls that had her gasping my name. When her nails scraped my scalp, I captured her lips, swallowing her sweet moans. Her breasts pressed against my chest as I deepened the angle, her back arching.

"Sam...Sam, I feel—"

Her breath hitched as I lowered my lips to her neck, tracing a slow, warm path up to her ear. "Embrace your name," I murmured, my voice rough but tender.

"Let me replace every hurt it carried…with this." My hands slid down her sides, fingertips grazing the curve of her hips before settling against her thighs.

I pressed into her again, deliberate and slow, watching her eyes flutter closed. "Sam…" she whimpered, her voice trembling.

"Look at me," I urged, pausing to brush her hair from her damp forehead. Her eyelids lifted, revealing tears clinging to her lashes. "You're safe here. With me."

I kissed the corner of her mouth, then her jaw, my thumbs circling the soft skin just below her navel. She shuddered, her hands fisting the sheets.

"Do you mean it?" she whispered, her voice small. "Will it…really fade?"

"Every scar," I promised, my lips trailing lower, skimming the hollow of her throat. "Every memory." My mouth found her breast, tongue flicking gently over her nipple until she gasped. "Let me show you."

Her back arched as I shifted lower, kissing down her stomach, my hands spreading her thighs wider. "Sam—"

Her protest dissolved into a moan as I pressed my mouth to her vulva, slow, deliberate strokes coaxing her hips to lift. Her fingers tangled in my hair, tugging weakly. "Too much…it's too—"

"Breathe," I murmured against her skin, easing the pressure but not stopping. Her thighs shook, a broken cry escaping her as I slipped a finger inside, curling it gently. "That's it…let go."

When her climax hit, she sobbed my name, her body bowing off the bed. I held her through it, kissing her inner thighs until the tremors eased.

"You…promised," she panted, cheeks flushed, eyes hazy but bright. "My reward…for embracing it."

"Only when you speak your name out," I murmured, brushing my thumb over her swollen bottom lip. Her breath hitched, fingers digging into my shoulders. "Ask me properly. Let me hear it…soft, honest. No poison. Just you."

She arched beneath me, a whimper escaping her throat. For a heartbeat, her gaze flickered—defiant, playful—before softening.

Her palm slid up my chest, warm and trembling. "Soo-Min," she breathed, her voice low, sweet, like honey poured over fire. "I embraced my name Soo-min."

A sly smile curled her lips as she dragged her nails down my spine. "Now…give me what I've earned."

Her demand hung in the air, bold and hungry. A laugh rumbled in my chest. "Greedy," I teased, crawling back up her body. She hooked her legs around me, pulling me close until our foreheads touched.

"You made me this way," she whispered, nipping my lower lip.

I slid into her again, deeper this time, her gasp swallowed by my kiss. Her arms locked around my neck as I rocked into her, each thrust slow, dragging friction that had her digging her heels into my back. "Like this?" I growled, nipping her earlobe.

"Y-Yes…yes," she choked out, her nails scoring my shoulders. "Don't stop—don't stop."

I didn't. My lips found every inch of her—the pulse in her wrist, the scar on her collarbone, the sweat-damp curve of her shoulder—as I moved inside her. Her breath came in ragged bursts, her moans pitching higher. "Sam…I'm…I'm—"

"I know," I breathed, clasping her hand and pinning it above her head. "Let it go."

Her climax tore through her, a raw, trembling cry as she clung to me. I followed her over, cumming my seed right in her womb, my own release shuddering through me as I buried my face in her neck, whispering her name like a prayer.

After, she lay boneless in my arms, her cheek pressed to my chest. "It…worked," she mumbled, tracing idle circles on my skin. "The name…it feels lighter."

I kissed her hair, holding her tighter. "Good."

Her smile against my heartbeat said more than words ever could.

Her fingers tightened on my hip, still catching her breath. "Not done yet," she whispered, voice drowsy but daring.

Before I could protest, she rolled me onto my back, straddling my waist with a slow, deliberate grind. Her hair fell around us like a curtain, her eyes dark and gleaming. "My turn to take."

I groaned, hands gripping her thighs as she rose above me, slick and swollen. She guided me back inside with a sharp gasp, her head tipping back. "Sam—"

"Look at me," I growled, sitting up to catch her lips mid-moan. She obeyed, her palms braced on my chest, riding me in rough, hungry strokes.

Every drop of her sweat, every hitch in her breath, screamed mine. Her nails bit into my skin as she arched, crying out when I thrust upward to meet her.

"Harder—please—" she begged, her plea breaking into a sob as I gripped her hips, slamming her down onto me. Her thighs shook, her rhythm fracturing, but she refused to slow. "Feels…too much—don't stop—!"

I didn't. Couldn't. Her climax hit first—a shattered scream, her body clamping around me like a vise. I followed, spilling into her again with a ragged groan, my forehead pressed to her heaving chest. She collapsed against me, trembling, her laughter breathless and bright.

"Still…greedy?" she teased weakly, her lips brushing my ear.

I flipped her beneath me, nipping her shoulder. "You started it."

She grinned, limp and glowing, her legs still hooked around my waist. "And I'll…finish it."

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Round 1:

"Again," she gasped, nails scraping down my back before I'd even caught my breath. Her hips rolled, clumsy but urgent, grinding against me.

I groaned, hardening beneath her greed. She rode me fiercely, teeth sinking into my shoulder to muffle her cries, until we both came—her collapsing forward, sweat-slick skin sticking to mine.

Round 2:

Her hands fumbled between us, guiding me back inside her with a whine. "Need you…deeper," she pleaded, voice raw.

I pinned her wrists above her head, driving into her until her back arched off the ground, her screams echoing in the cold air. She came so hard she sobbed, legs shaking as I spilled into her again.

Round 3:

She was barely coherent now, slurring words into my neck. "One…more…" Her body sagged, but she clung to me, hips twitching weakly.

I rolled her onto her side, moving slow, kissing her shoulder as I filled her again. Her moans were faint, eyes fluttering shut, but she still rocked back against me until her breath hitched—a silent climax.

"Yours," she mumbled, going limp in my arms. Her chest rose and fell unevenly, lips parted in a dazed smile. I kept thrusting gently, chasing my own release, until her head rolled back, consciousness slipping away. I finished with a choked groan, removing my dick from her pussy.

The cold night air prickled her damp skin. I stared down at her naked body, pale in the moonlight, sweat still glistening on her curves. Her chest rose and fell softly, but she shivered—tiny, unconscious trembles. 'She'll catch a cold.' I thought.

I reached for the cloth I'd left nearby, dampening it with water from my flask. Gently, I wiped her forehead first, brushing sticky hair from her face.

She sighed, her lips twitching into a faint smile even in sleep. The cloth moved down her throat, her collarbone, the swell of her breasts.

Her skin pebbled under my touch, but she didn't wake, only hummed quietly as I cleaned the sweat from her stomach, her hips, the trembling heat between her thighs. Once the sweat was cleaned, I used a dry cloth to clean her body making sure she's comfortable.

"Soo-min," I whispered, tracing her cheek with my thumb. She nuzzled into my palm, her smile deepening.

When her skin was dry, I tossed the cloth aside and lay down beside her. She turned instinctively, her back pressing to my chest.

I turned her around with her face facing me as I wrapped my arms around her, embracing her tight against me, and dragged the blanket over us both.

Her warmth seeped into me as I tucked the edges around her shoulders, shielding her from the wind.

She snuggled deep into my embrace, as a satisfactory smile spread across her face. Her fingers found mine over the blanket, squeezing weakly. "Mm…thank you," she slurred, half-dreaming.

I kissed her forehead and held her close, breathing in—her scent. "Sleep," I murmured.

The stars blinked above us as her breaths slowed, steady and deep. I held her closer, my chin resting on her head, and closed my eyes.

Sunlight filtered through the trees, warm and golden, painting Soo-min's face. Her eyelids fluttered open slowly, squinting at the light. For a moment, she seemed confused—then memory flooded her.

A lazy, blissful smile spread across her lips, as she saw me sleeping beside her, holding her close to me.

She got out of my embrace slowly, stretched like a cat, wincing slightly at the ache in her hips, but her smile didn't fade. The blanket slipped down her bare shoulders as she turned toward me, her eyes soft and hazy.

"Morning darling," she murmured, voice rough with sleep. Her hand slid up my chest, fingers tracing the marks her nails had left last night. A faint blush colored her cheeks, but her grin turned smug, as she planted a soft kiss on my lips.

I brushed her messy hair from her face reciprocating the kiss with a forehead kiss. "Sleep well?"

She snorted, rolling her eyes, but curled into me anyway. Her leg hooked over mine, skin warm against the cool morning air. "You wrecked me," she said, poking my ribs. "And I'd…do it again." Her laugh was low, satisfied.

I kissed her temple, pulling the blanket back over her shoulders. She hummed, nestling closer, her lips brushing my collarbone. "Hungry?" I asked.

"Later," she mumbled, tangling her legs with mine. Her palm pressed flat over my heartbeat. "Just…stay."

Birds chirped overhead as sunlight dappled the grass around us. She sighed, contentment radiating from every line of her body. I tucked her head under my chin, her breath warming my skin.

"Stay," she repeated, quieter now, already drifting.

I held her tighter. "Always."

Her fingers paused over a faint scar on my chest—a relic from last night's frenzy. She kept her eyes lowered, voice small. "Why…did you push me so hard to say my name?" A shaky breath. "Do you…hate the name Isabella?"

I caressed the back of her face, tilting it up until our eyes met. Her gaze wavered, wet with old pain. "It's not your name I care about," I said, thumb stroking her cheekbone. "It's you. The you that survived hell for twenty years. The you that fought."

She stiffened, but I held her closer, our noses brushing. "If you change your name," I whispered, "Ypu're acting like those years never happened. Like they didn't make you."

Her breath hitched as I took her arm, and pressed her palm flat over her heart. "With your arm on your heart, tell me do you think erasing 'Soo-min' undoes the pain? No. It just cages that girl in the dark left all alone…where she'll keep hurting herself."

A tear slid down her cheek. I kissed it away, salty and warm. "Embrace your name," I murmured against her skin, "and you free her. You tell the world, 'I'm here. I endured. And I'm not hiding anymore.'"

She gripped my wrist, trembling. "What if…they come back? My parents. The memories—"

I gripped her chin, forcing her to hold my gaze. "They did you a favor by leaving," I said, voice sharp but steady. "Toxic parents? They're chains. Now you're free.

They gave you life — that's all they owed you. The rest?" My thumb brushed her cheek, rough with tenderness. "You survived. You built everything you are and have all by yourself. Every scar, every victory — it's all yours to own. They don't get to claim any of it."

Her breath quickened. I leaned closer, our lips almost touching. "You think they deserve credit? Nah. You're here 'cause you fought. You're not their ghost — you're fire. And fire?" I smirked, defiant. "It doesn't beg for approval. It burns brightly.."

She stared at me, lips parted—then lunged forward, crushing her mouth to mine. The kiss tasted like tears and defiance. When she pulled back, her eyes blazed. "Say it again," she demanded.

"Soo-min," I breathed, like a prayer.

She shuddered, pressing her forehead to mine. "Again."

"Soo-min."

Her sob broke into a laugh, wild and free. She clung to me, nails digging into my shoulders. "Yours," she whispered. "I'm all yours now."

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