Gina slipped into the steaming bathwater back at the palace, the hot liquid soothing her chilled skin from the lakeside chill. As she lathered soap over her body, her fingers brushed her nipples, and she froze—they were swollen, red, and tender from Rnzo's rough mouth and twisting fingers. A flush crept up her neck as flashbacks hit: his teeth grazing the peaks, sucking hard until she arched, the sharp sting blending with heat pooling between her legs. Her face burned with embarrassment. How could she face him now, after moaning like that, her body betraying her so openly? She sank deeper into the tub, scrubbing harder, but the ache lingered, a secret throb that made her thighs clench.
Dinner in the grand hall passed in a blur. Rnzo's seat was empty, and relief washed over her—no awkward glances, no knowing smirks. She picked at her food, appetite dulled by nerves, then retreated to their chambers as servants cleared the plates.
The door creaked open to reveal Rnzo lounging on the bed's edge, popping plump, purple grapes into his mouth. The fruit's juice stained his lips, and unbeknownst to her, it carried a potent aphrodisiac kick, already stirring his blood hotter. He turned, eyes locking on her with that predatory gleam, and patted the spot beside him. Gina hesitated in the doorway, heart pounding, but his gaze pulled her forward like a magnet. She perched on the mattress, avoiding his eyes, the air thick with unspoken tension.
He offered her one with a sly smile. "Try this."
She took it, curious — and the moment she bit into it, her expression twisted.
"It's bitter!" she exclaimed, frowning.
Rnzo chuckled,."That's because it's not just any grape."
Gina narrowed her eyes suspiciously but said nothing.
He captured her hand, lifting it to his lips for a soft kiss that sent sparks up her arm. 'Did you enjoy the lakeside?' he murmured, voice low and teasing.
'Yes, I did,' she whispered, cheeks warming.
His smile widened, wicked. 'All of it?'
She dropped her gaze to her lap, and he chuckled, a deep rumble that vibrated through her. Then his fingers tilted her chin up, and his mouth claimed hers—gentle at first, then hungry, tongue slipping past her lips to tangle with hers. Gina melted into it, arms wrapping around his neck as she kissed back fiercely, the denial crumbling. She wanted this, needed it; her pulse hammered in her chest and echoed in her cunt, a insistent throb that made her squirm.
Rnzo stood, scooping her up effortlessly and laying her in the bed's center. He climbed over her, weight pressing her down as their kiss broke only for him to yank at her nightgown's ties. The fabric loosened and slid off her shoulders, pooling at her waist. Gina's arms tightened around him, pulling him closer, her breath hitching. He tugged the gown lower, exposing her completely—bare skin prickling under his stare, nipples hardening into tight peaks from the cool air and his proximity. She crossed her arms shyly over her chest, but he peeled them away, eyes devouring her nude form.
His shirt came off next, revealing a chiseled torso. Then his pants dropped, and Gina's eyes widened at the sight of his cock—thick as her wrist, veined and rigid, the head already glistening. She gasped, a sharp intake of breath, hand flying to her mouth. 'It's... i think it won't fit ,' she stammered, doubt flickering. How would that even fit inside her?
Rnzo laughed, a husky sound that peaked her nerves. 'It's okay. Cry or scream if you need to—it'll feel good soon.' He gripped her waist, dragging her hips to the bed's edge, aligning himself at her entrance. Her pussy lips parted slightly, slick from the building heat, but panic surged. 'The light—turn it off,' she pleaded, voice trembling, trying to stall as vulnerability hit hard.
'I want to see everything,' he growled, positioning the blunt head against her folds. It pressed, too big, stretching her opening just from the tip. Gina hissed, body tensing, the pressure burning as it was her first time—virgin tightness resisting the invasion.
Rnzo leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep kiss, tongue stroking hers to distract. His mouth trailed to her breasts, latching onto one nipple, sucking with firm pulls that made her arch. Teeth nipped, then his fingers twisted the other peak, rolling it roughly. Pleasure zinged through her, masking the slow push of his cock inching inside. She felt the stretch, the burn of her walls yielding, but the nipple play scattered her focus—moans slipping out as he twisted harder, sucking louder, wet smacks echoing from his mouth on her skin.
Halfway in, her pussy gripped him like a vice, and impatience flared in Rnzo's eyes. With a grunt, he slammed forward, burying the rest in one brutal thrust. Gina screamed—a raw, piercing cry that tore from her throat as she felt herself tear, sharp pain ripping through her core. Tears pricked her eyes, body shuddering beneath him, his cock throbbing deep inside her clenching heat.
He stilled, letting her adjust, his hands massaging her breasts gently now, thumbs circling the abused nipples to soothe. 'Breathe, sweetheart, relax it will keep hurting if you don't,' he murmured, kissing away her tears. Minutes passed, her sobs fading to whimpers, the pain dulling as her body acclimated, slickness easing the fullness.
Then he moved—slow, shallow thrusts at first, the wet slide of his cock pulling out and pushing back in filling the room with obscene squelches. Her juices coated him, making each drag slick and noisy, a rhythmic schlick-schlick as he picked up speed. Gina's breaths came in pants, turning to moans—soft at first, muffled as she bit her lip, but growing louder, unrestrained gasps and whines spilling out. 'Ah... oh... pleeeesse...' she whimpered, voice breaking on each inward plunge.
Rnzo growled low in his chest, a guttural rumble every time her pussy squeezed him tight during his withdrawals—deep, animalistic sounds vibrating against her skin as he thrust harder. The bed creaked beneath them, frame groaning in protest with each slap of his hips against hers—flesh smacking flesh in sharp, echoing claps that punctuated the air. His balls swung forward, tapping her ass with dull thuds on deeper strokes.
Her moans escalated, no longer hidden—high-pitched cries mixing with the wet churn of her pussy taking him, gushing around his thickness. 'Mmmph... wait...i can't..take it...' she gasped, the words tumbling out unbidden as pleasure overrode the remnants of pain. Rnzo's breaths grew ragged, grunts punctuating his pace—'Fuck...mmmmh....you can baby yes you can...'—each one a rough bark as he pounded faster, the sounds building to a cacophony: her keening wails, his feral snarls, the relentless squelch of her soaked cunt devouring his cock, skin slapping in a frantic rhythm that shook the bed.
It went on like that, endless—thrust after thrust, her cries peaking into sobs of ecstasy, his growls turning to roars as her walls fluttered, milking him toward release. The chamber filled with their raw symphony, no room for silence, just the primal music of bodies colliding in unbridled need
Rnzo's strong hands clamped onto Gina's hips, yanking her body flush against his with a forceful tug. His thick cock plunged deeper into her slick, clenching pussy, stretching her walls to their limit as he drove in with relentless power. Gina, her whimpers turning into desperate gasps, felt a fierce pressure coiling tight in her core, like a storm about to break. She arched her back, nails digging into the sheets, and cried out in a frantic voice, 'I want to use the bathroom, pleaseee... uuh, ahh!' Her words tumbled out in a haze of overwhelming sensation, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Rnzo grinned through gritted teeth, his breath hot against her neck. 'Good girl, that's your orgasm building,' he growled, recognizing the telltale signs of her impending release. He shifted his rhythm, slowing to a steady, punishing grind—each thrust deliberate and deep, his cock dragging along her inner walls to heighten the friction. He held her pinned beneath him, refusing to let up as her pussy fluttered around him, sucking him in tighter with every inch.
The pleasure crashed over Gina like a tidal wave, her entire body seizing as the orgasm ripped through her. She felt so fucking good, waves of ecstasy pulsing from her core outward, making her vision blur and her muscles lock. Her fingers clawed at Rnzo's arms, leaving red trails down his skin as she bucked wildly beneath him. When the peak hit, she tried to twist away, overwhelmed by the intensity, but Rnzo's grip on her waist was ironclad. He hauled her back down onto his cock, fucking her straight through the spasms—his hips slamming forward in short, brutal strokes that prolonged her climax, forcing her pussy to milk him even harder.
Not long after, Rnzo's own release barreled toward him. With a guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt, his cock throbbing as he unleashed thick ropes of cum deep inside her, flooding her pussy with his hot seed. Gina's walls clenched around him, drawing out every last drop, until he finally shuddered and collapsed backward onto the bed beside her, both of them panting like they'd run a marathon. Her legs trembled, splayed open in exhaustion, feeling frozen in place from the aftershocks, but she managed to let them fall weakly to the mattress. Rnzo reached over, pulling her limp body against his sweat-slicked chest, and captured her lips in a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss—his tongue lazily exploring her mouth. Gina had no strength left to respond, her breaths coming in shallow hitches as she melted into his hold, utterly spent.
Gina's eyelids fluttered shut as exhaustion claimed her, her body sinking into the mattress in a deep, dreamless sleep. When she finally stirred awake, the scent of fresh, clean sheets enveloped her—crisp and faintly lavender-scented—while her hair carried the subtle aroma of shampoo, soft and clean against her pillow. But even as awareness crept in, her body betrayed her; her fingers refused to twitch, numb and heavy, and the rest of her felt like lead weights pinned to the bed. A urgent pressure built in her bladder, impossible to ignore, forcing her to summon every ounce of willpower. With a groan, she pushed herself up on trembling arms, her muscles screaming in protest—every joint aching, every inch of skin tender from the night's brutal passion. Her thighs burned as she swung her legs over the edge, and she limped toward the bathroom, each step a jolt of soreness radiating from her core outward, her cunt throbbing with residual inflammation.
She barely made it to the toilet before collapsing onto it, her breath hitching as she relaxed enough to start urinating. The stream hit her raw, swollen folds, igniting a fierce burning sensation that ripped through her like fire. Gina hissed sharply, the pain escalating into a piercing agony that made her scream out loud, her voice echoing off the marble walls. Tears stung her eyes as she clenched her fists, the burn intensifying with every second, feeling like acid scorching her sensitive flesh. Desperate for relief, she lunged for the bucket of water nearby with shaking hands and cupping cold water in her palms. She poured it directly over her cunt, the icy rush soothing the inflamed skin, cooling the sting until the burning dulled to a manageable throb. She sat there for a moment, panting, letting the water trickle down her thighs before shutting off the tap and wiping herself dry with a soft cloth.
Limping back to the bedroom proved just as torturous, her legs wobbling like a newborn fawn's, but she pushed through the doorway to find Rnzo perched on the edge of the bed, his broad frame silhouetted against the afternoon light filtering through the curtains. The moment his eyes landed on her—pale, disheveled, and clearly in pain—he surged to his feet, crossing the room in two strides. His arms wrapped around her waist gently but firmly, supporting her weight as he guided her back to the bed, easing her down onto the pillows with careful precision. "Good afternoon, sweetheart," he murmured, his voice a low rumble of concern mixed with that teasing edge. "How are you feeling?"
Gina's eyes widened in shock, her mind reeling at the time. "Afternoon??"she blurted, glancing toward the window where sunlight confirmed the hours she'd lost.
Rnzo nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips as he brushed a strand of hair from her face.
She swallowed hard, wincing as another wave of soreness pulsed through her. 'My body's hurting everywhere,"she admitted, her voice small and strained. 'And it burns so much when I use the bathroom... Couldn't you have been more gentle?"
Rnzo let out a deep, hearty laugh that vibrated through his chest, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Baby, I was too gentle,' he replied, leaning in closer. 'If I'd gone any harder, you and I would still be tangled up in these sheets right now, fucking like animals."
Gina stared at him in disbelief, her cheeks flushing despite the ache, unable to process his casual dominance.
He softened then, pressing a tender kiss to her cheek, his lips lingering warm against her skin. "It won't hurt forever, I promise. You'll be okay before sun down.—Yamir got some soothing tea brewing that'll ease the soreness right out of you. And then..." He trailed off with a wicked grin, his hand trailing lightly down her arm. 'We can get back to it first thing tomorrow.' The last words dripped with teasing promise, his gaze locking onto hers with unmistakable hunger.
With that, he stood and left the room, the door clicking softly behind him, leaving Gina alone with the lingering heat of his words and the slow, healing throb in her body.