CHAPTER 66: CHAPTER : 66 : THRISTLE’S FIRST!

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A/N: The main plot continues from the next Chapter. After that, the premium Chapters might immediately take effect.

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Thristle’s chest was still heaving, her body trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Sweat glistened faintly along her red skin, strands of her hair sticking to her flushed face. Her playful smirk was nowhere to be seen now—only wide, dazed eyes that clung to Aiden’s gaze like a lifeline.

"My King..." she whispered weakly, her voice raw from moaning.

Aiden kissed her forehead softly, brushing his fingers through her damp hair. "You did so well."

Her lips curled into a faint pout, even while trembling. "Nghhh~ stop saying stuff like that... you’ll make me... melt or something..."

Aiden smiled at the tomboy fire still flickering in her words, but he could feel how nervous she was beneath that surface. His hand cupped her cheek gently. "Are you ready to go further?"

Her breath caught. She hesitated—her thighs pressing together unconsciously, her body tense with anticipation. Then, slowly, she nodded, though her voice cracked when she spoke. "Y-Yeah... I... I want it. I want you inside me."

"You’re sure?" he asked, leaning close, his lips brushing her ear. "This is something we can’t take back."

Her heart thundered. Her tomboy stubbornness kicked in, helping her push through her nerves. She bit her lip, eyes locking with his, and whispered, "I’m sure. Take my first... make me yours."

That was all Aiden needed.

He kissed her deeply, his tongue sliding into her mouth, savoring her taste. At the same time, his hand guided his cock, pressing the thick head against her dripping entrance.

The moment she felt it, Thristle stiffened, a sharp gasp escaping her throat.

"Ahhhhn~! It’s... nghhh~ it’s huge..." Her hands scrambled against his chest, gripping hard as if bracing herself.

Aiden pulled back just enough to see her face. Her eyes were wide, lips trembling, cheeks burning. He pressed a soft kiss to her cheek. "Relax... trust me. I’ll be slow."

She nodded shakily, trying to mask her nerves with a grin that came out weak. "T-Tch... don’t go easy on me just ’cause I’m a girl... nghhh~"

"You’re not just a girl," Aiden whispered, pushing forward slightly. "You’re mine."

Her eyes widened as the head pressed inside, her walls clenching hard around him. The intrusion was sharp, foreign, and overwhelming.

"Ahhhhhnnn~!!" Her cry was loud, her back arching, tears instantly welling in her eyes.

"Breathe," Aiden murmured, kissing her lips softly as he paused, giving her time to adjust.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, her legs shaking violently. "It’s... nghhh~ s-so tight... hurts a little..."

"I know," he soothed, brushing her cheek with his thumb. "Just a little more... you can do it."

She whimpered, biting her lip hard, but nodded. "D-Do it... break it... nghhh~ I want it."

Aiden kissed her deeply again, and with a slow, steady push, he thrust forward.

Her body jolted, her tight walls resisting, and then—

"Ahhhhnnn~!!" Her scream echoed as her virgin barrier gave way, her hips jerking up involuntarily.

Tears spilled down the corners of her eyes, her expression a mix of pain, shock, and overwhelming sensation.

Aiden held still, kissing away her tears, whispering against her lips. "It’s done... it’s okay... you’re mine now."

She trembled beneath him, clutching him tightly. "Nnghhh~ i-it hurts... but... it’s warm... you’re... ahhhhnnn~ you’re inside me..."

Her voice was broken, shaky, but there was no regret—only nervous excitement, only the raw intensity of her first time.

Aiden kissed her temple, then her lips again. "I’ll wait... until you tell me to move."

Thristle shut her eyes tight, panting heavily. Her tomboy spirit refused to let her stay weak for long. After a few breaths, she opened them again, cheeks pink, lips curving in a faint grin despite the tears. "Y-You better move, damn it... nghhh~ or I’ll... I’ll bite you..."

Aiden chuckled softly, relief and pride in his smile. "That’s my girl."

Slowly, he drew his hips back and then eased forward again. Her tight walls clenched him so hard, it took everything for him to stay gentle.

Thristle gasped with each movement, her voice cracking in sharp moans. "Ahhhhnnn~ nghhh~ s-so full! My King! Ahnnnn~!!"

Her arms wrapped around his neck desperately, pulling him down to her, burying her face against his shoulder as her body shook. "I-I can feel all of you... nghhh~ it’s too much... but... ahhhhn~ I don’t want you to stop!"

Aiden’s hand slid down her waist, gripping her hip as he thrust slowly, deeply, savoring the way her walls gripped him. His lips brushed her ear. "You’re perfect, Thristle. So tight... so beautiful..."

"This feels better than masterbation." She revealed.

This only made Aiden to increase his pace. "You’re so hot and tifh

Her cheeks burned, her tomboy pride crumbling under the weight of his words. She whimpered into his neck, voice breaking into a desperate moan. "Nghhh~ stop saying that... y-you’ll make me fall harder, damn it... ahhhhnnn~!"

Her hips began to move with his, clumsy at first, but eager. She bit her lip, her playful grin flashing even through her tears. "I-I’ll... nghhh~ I’ll keep up with you... just watch... ahhhhnn~!"

Aiden groaned softly, holding her tighter as her tightness squeezed him harder with each movement. "Then show me."

Their bodies moved together, slow and raw, the room filled with the sound of their moans and the wet heat between them.

"Ahhh—! My King...! It’s too much, it’s...!" she cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders, her legs trembling as she clung to him. Her once-naive innocence was being devoured by the overwhelming storm he guided her through.

Aiden pressed kisses along her jaw, down her neck, tasting her skin as she writhed beneath him. "You’re perfect, Thristle... every sound you make, every shiver—you’re mine." His voice was deep, thick with desire, yet steady, grounding her as her body shook uncontrollably.

Her eyes fluttered open, glossy with tears of bliss, and she whispered, "My King... I... I love you...!" The words broke past her trembling lips, raw and unguarded, her heart laid bare.

Aiden stilled for a moment, gazing down at her, then brushed a kiss against her lips—slow, deliberate, filled with warmth that matched his passion. "And I love you, Thristle. Tonight... you’re mine, forever."

Her body convulsed at the declaration, her walls tightening around him as her release crashed over her. She cried out his name, her voice echoing with unrestrained ecstasy, her thighs quivering as waves of pleasure consumed her.

Aiden followed her, his pace roughening as his own climax built, his body trembling as he held her tightly. With a deep groan, he spilled into her, filling her completely, marking her as his.

Their bodies collapsed together, sweaty and tangled, hearts racing in unison. Thristle buried her face against his chest, her breathing ragged, her voice a whisper. "I... I gave you everything... Please... don’t ever let me go."

Aiden wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, stroking her hair as she trembled in his embrace. "Never," he vowed softly. "You’re mine, Thristle. Always."

A small, tired smile curved her lips as her body finally relaxed, exhaustion and bliss pulling her toward sleep. "Then... I’m happy..." she murmured, her voice fading as her eyes closed, still clinging to him as if afraid he might disappear.

Aiden kissed her forehead gently, his own chest rising and falling in calming rhythm. He held her close, listening to the soft sound of her breathing, knowing that this night had changed her—and them—forever.

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Thristle rested her cheek on his chest, her body still trembling from everything they had shared. For a while she was quiet, just listening to his heartbeat, then she spoke softly.

"My King... I need to tell you something."

His hand stroked slowly through her messy hair. "What is it, Thristle?"

She bit her lip, her voice hesitant at first. "I... I actually fell for you before through those letter Lyse sent. The way she wrote about you... I thought she was just exaggerating. But..." she looked up at him, cheeks still flushed, "the moment I laid eyes on you... I fell in love with you. You’re too handsome, too strong. I couldn’t even land a hit on you."

Aiden chuckled low, kissing her forehead. "You’re adorable when you pout about that."

"I’m serious," she huffed, though her lips curved into a faint grin. "I wanted to fight you, beat you, prove myself... but instead I just... ended up falling harder."

Her voice softened, trembling as she pressed closer to him. "And tonight... I gave you everything. My first... my heart. All of me. So... don’t ever let me go, alright?"

Aiden tilted her chin up gently and kissed her lips, slow and warm. "Never. You’re mine now, Thristle. Always."

Her eyes glistened, but this time she smiled without trying to hide it. "Good... because I don’t want anyone else."

She curled against him again, clinging to his warmth. Her breathing slowed, steadying as exhaustion weighed her down.

Within minutes, Thristle drifted off to sleep in his arms, still smiling faintly, her body wrapped securely against his. Aiden held her close, his own eyes closing, the night ending in quiet peace.

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END OF Chapter : 66 : THRISTLE’S FIRST!

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