A Butterfly Through the Mist - Chapter 16

“Ah…!”

Tilia, who had been gasping for breath, was startled by the sound of her own moan and quickly covered her mouth with the back of her hand.

The man’s long, thick middle finger slid into her entrance with ease. This time, however, her insides welcomed the intrusion with a warm embrace, unlike before.

“You’ve loosened up a bit.”

As he moved his finger around, enjoying the feel of her inner walls, he added another finger. Tilia couldn’t gather her thoughts as his long fingers probed and stretched the insides of her vagina.

It had only been painful before. All she had felt was discomfort and pain, but now…

It’s because of the holy water. It’s not because of Ilex Davenport.

Tilia mumbled this to herself, trying to steady her breath. But all her efforts became futile when the man scissored his fingers inside her, spreading her apart.

“Ugh…”

His index finger, middle finger, and now even his ring finger had entered her. The once-tight entrance was now stretched painfully. She could feel a faint, dull ache building.

“Don’t suck…!”

Ilex, sensing her response, lowered his head again. He began to play with her clit once more, but this time, it wasn’t gentle. His sharp teeth bit down on the sensitive nub with urgency, an act more of coercion than seduction.

The problem was, even under such rough treatment, Tilia’s inner walls continued to grow wetter. Every time his teeth sank into her clit, something inside her gushed out, soaking the three fingers that had once been tightly packed. Now, they began to move more freely.

He chuckled softly, clearly amused by the situation. His lips pressed against her, but this time, Tilia couldn’t even think to push him away. Every time his fingers brushed against the top of her inner walls, her mind went blank.

When his sharp fangs bit her, it hurt, but then he would immediately soothe the wound with his tongue, making her hips lift and fall in a maddening rhythm.

“I-Ilex, ah…!”

Tilia no longer had the strength to push him away. All she could do was grab his soft hair and moan in a voice she never thought would come from her own mouth—lewd, obscene moans.

Squish, squish. The sound of wetness echoed from her soaked entrance as his fingers moved in and out quickly. Every time his fingers spread her apart as if to make space for his eventual penetration, Tilia’s thighs clamped around his head as if they wanted more.

Her insides felt as though hot oil had been poured over them. It was a sensation she had never experienced before, a sensation that clawed at her from deep within.

She had thought she was already in the midst of pleasure, but now she realized she had been wrong. She hadn’t known just how sharp and intense real pleasure could be.

The sensation was like shards of broken glass cutting her from the inside.

“Have you ever looked at yourself closely down here?”

It was then that he stopped sucking and pressed his tongue down on her clit, speaking in a low, drunken voice.

“It’s like a pomegranate seed soaked in dew. So pretty.”

“Shut… Ah!”

“And here, too.”

Ilex raised his now free hand and began to pinch her erect nipple.

“You’ve been hiding something this pretty under your uniform all this time…”

“Hic, ah…!”

He muttered teasingly, then sucked her inflamed clit into his mouth again. Now it wasn’t just her clit or her inner walls—her nipples, which she hadn’t even known could feel pleasure, were all painfully awakened.

Panting, Tilia endured the tormenting pleasure as if being punished. But as her vision began to blur and her back lifted off the bed, the intervals between those sensations shortened.

No, it can’t.

Instinctively sensing the oncoming storm, Tilia let go of Ilex’s hair. She quickly pulled her legs away from his shoulders.

No, not anymore.

Then, like someone trying to escape, she twisted her body wildly.

The storm was coming closer. She had to run away from it.

Before she completely lost her mind. Before she stopped being herself.

“What are you doing?”

But she had forgotten.

Since the moment she had lain on this bed, none of her struggles had succeeded.

“I told you, it’s too late to back out now.”

With his face still buried between her legs, Ilex looked up at her with cold, predatory eyes.

His expression was as menacing as the thick, turgid member he was pressing against his own stomach, oozing pre-cum.

Ilex pressed down on her lower abdomen and pinned her in place, his tongue pushing against her clit. At the same time, the three fingers inside her curled, mercilessly scratching at the spot that drove her wild.

“Aaah…!”

As expected, Tilia’s body convulsed violently as she teetered on the edge of orgasm. Every muscle in her body stiffened as she reached her peak.

Even knowing that she had reached her climax, Ilex didn’t stop. He continued sucking on her swollen clit and moving his fingers roughly inside her.

And all the while, his eyes remained fixed on her face—the face of a woman writhing in pleasure, crying, soaked in sweat and tears. Her beauty now twisted with obscene pleasure.

“No, stop. Please… stop…!”

Tilia had no idea what she was saying. All she knew was that she wanted to escape the overwhelming pleasure.

Finally, Ilex pulled his fingers out of her, only when she tried to flip her body over to get away from him.

“It’s alright.”

He spoke softly, kissing her tear-streaked face repeatedly as she hiccupped from her sobs.

“Don’t cry. It’s alright. It’s over now.”

But even as he licked her tears away like a mother bird soothing its chick, his fingers were still pressing against her throbbing clit.

“No, no more…!”

His wet fingers gently rubbed the swollen nub, forcing Tilia to shed more tears.

Squelch. The last bit of her resistance, the thing she had been holding back, burst forth like a balloon popping, drenching the sheets beneath her.

Now, the bedsheet was marked with a large stain, like a map.

Tilia, seeing what her own body had done, began to cry like a child.

She had passed the point of shame, and now even her adult pride had been stripped away. Resentment welled up in her chest toward the man who had pushed her this far.

She had begged him to stop. She had pleaded. How could he have made her go through with the final humiliation?

“Hic…”

But before her sobs could fully subside, Tilia froze at a new sensation and looked down in shock.

Her now thoroughly wet and trembling entrance had something pressed against it once again.

“W-Wait, Ilex, I… Ah!”

“No.”

Ilex, hugging the struggling Tilia tightly, muttered with glazed-over eyes.

“I can’t wait any longer.”

And with those words, his thick, dark-red erection began to slowly push its way in.

“Ah… ah…”

The pain she felt now was on a completely different level than when his fingers or teeth had tormented her clit.

For a moment, Tilia wondered if Ilex was trying to push his fist into her instead of his penis. She looked down to check.

“Hngh.”

But no, it was indeed his cock, not a fist. Its head was simply absurdly large.

Holding her breath, Tilia watched as his enormous member slowly forced its way inside her. It was such a filthy, obscene sight that she couldn’t bear to look any longer. She lifted her head and looked up.

Her body trembled from the unfamiliar pain. When she glanced up, she saw that, unlike her, who had turned away, Ilex was staring intently at where his cock was penetrating her.

His gaze was so focused, it was as if this moment was the entire purpose of his existence.

“Hngh. You’re too big… Ah!”

But that thought didn’t last long.

Thud. She felt the thick head push its way into her, stretching her entrance to its limit. Her back was drenched in sweat from the shock.

“Ah, it hurts. Ilex, it hurts.”

“It hurts?”

At her uncharacteristically childish words, Ilex, who had been staring downward, finally turned his gaze to her.

He leaned down, gently kissing her chin and cheeks as if to soothe her. One hand softly kneaded her breast, while the other tenderly stroked her throbbing clit.

Gradually, the tension in her inner walls eased, and her body began to accept him.

“It’s alright.”

Ilex whispered breathlessly into Tilia’s ear.

“From now on, it will only feel good.”

At those words, his thumb pressed down on her swollen clit once more.

The head of his cock pushed deeper inside her relaxed walls. She could feel its length filling her up entirely, like a snake slithering inside her.

“It’s all inside, right?”

Tilia ran her pale hands over her swollen belly, hiccupping as she spoke.

She could instinctively feel it. The massive size of his cock was now fully inside her.

“It’s here, inside me.”

Ilex looked down at her as she nervously stroked her own belly.

Drip. A bead of sweat fell from his forehead, landing on her breast.

“…Yes.”

Ilex licked his dry lips and spoke in a hoarse voice.

“Yes, that’s right.”

With those words, his hips began to move.