The moon soared high into the night sky, its radiant glow slicing through the deep, heavy shadows of the world outside. Pale moonlight poured through the expansive windows of the Brown Mansion, illuminating the bedroom and serving as a silent witness to the first union of the two lovers. The silver light successfully chased away the darkness that had lingered within Ronan's room for days.
Even though a crisp, chilly breeze drifted into the room through the open window, the atmosphere inside the bedroom was enveloped in a suffocating warmth. Soon, the silent depths of the night were filled with the sound of Liora's soft, breathless moans.
Liora tilted her head back, exposing her throat to give Ronan more room to trail his lips hungrily along her neck and jawline. Her fingers tightly gripped the fabric of Ronan's shirt, anchoring herself against the intense waves of pleasure rushing through her.
"Mhh~"
With every broken moan that escaped Liora's lips, Ronan expertly mapped out the most sensitive coordinates of her neck. He deliberately drove the girl to moan even louder, alternating between sucking the soft skin and pressing open-mouthed kisses against his lips. His large hands slid beneath Liora's baggy shirt, roaming freely over her skin and sending a violent surge of raw emotion straight through Liora's core.
Growing impatient with the layers between them, Liora reached out with trembling fingers and began unbuttoning Ronan's shirt one by one. The eager gesture caused a dark, incredibly pleased smile to break across Ronan's face.
"Can't wait, hmm?" Ronan murmured against her skin, never pausing his thorough hands.
"Please~ D-daddy~"
The specific, desperate way Liora pleaded using that title sent an instant shockwave through Ronan's lower body, causing his boxers to tighten uncomfortably. Ripping his shirt open, Ronan threw the garment entirely aside.
"F*ck!" Ronan growled out. He immediately leaned down, burying his face against Liora's milky white chest, which lay enticingly exposed through the top two undone buttons of her shirt.
Feeling the excruciating tease, Liora clumsily tried to unbutton the rest of her own shirt, but Ronan gently caught her wrist, pinning her arm down against the mattress.
"Let me do it, love." Ronan whispered darkly.
Leaning up to capture Liora's lips in another deep, deeply passionate kiss, Ronan used his free hand to deftly unfasten the remaining buttons, ripping the shirt and bra free and tossing them into a distant corner of the room. Without breaking the rhythm, he slid his hands down to remove Liora's pants, throwing them away as well until the girl was left in nothing but her panty.
Breaking away from the breathless kiss, Ronan sat up, positioning himself directly between Liora's parted legs. He slowed down, taking his time to visually possess every single inch of Liora's body. A profound sense of pride swelled inside his chest at the sight before him: the blonde hair completely tossed into a wild mess, the eyes half-closed in a daze, the mouth parted as she panted for air, the swollen lips, and a neck heavily painted with dark purple marks. He was the one who had reduced the pristine girl to this beautifully undone state.
"R-Rony... stop looking at me like that. Please~" Liora whimpered, her cheeks flushing crimson under the heavy gaze.
"Mine... only mine." Ronan growled possessively.
He leaned over Liora's smooth stomach, his fingers tracing the contour of her waist down to her belly button, where he pressed his lips firmly against the soft skin to leave a dark, marking hickey. Liora closed her eyes tight, arching her back as a full-body shiver of pure pleasure wrecked through her.
Ronan's lips traveled up and down the expanse of her stomach, deliberately delaying the moment he had been patiently agonizing over for weeks. Finally, he captured one of Liora's perked nipples between his teeth, chewing, sucking, and licking the sensitive peak while his hand blindly found the other side, squeezing the breast firmly.
Liora arched completely off the bed, letting out a moan louder than any before it as Ronan ruthlessly targeted her most sensitive spot.
"Aaah~ Hmm~ Daddy, please~"
"Please what, baby?" Ronan teased, his voice vibrating against his chest.
But Liora was far too drunk on the overwhelming pleasure to formulate coherent sentences. Instead, her hands blindly groped downward, desperately trying to unbutton Ronan's pants. Ronan let out a rich, breathless chuckle at the sheer desperation of his girlfriend's actions.
He nuzzled his face deeply behind Liora's ear, inhaling the intoxicating, familiar scent of her skin.
"Use your words, love. What exactly do you want from Daddy, hmm?"
Liora desperately wanted to say it, but the sheer embarrassment of the explicit request sent a violent blush across her entire face. Overwhelmed by shyness, she buried her face securely in the crook of Ronan's neck to hide. Ronan laughed softly, the vibration warm against her skin.
"Oh? Where exactly did all that fierce confidence from a minute ago go, huh?" Ronan whispered, playfully licking Liora's earlobe. "Tell me, baby girl. What do you want, hmm?"
A violent shiver ran straight down Liora's spine at the deep, fiercely dominant tone of Ronan's command. She swallowed hard against the heat pool in her stomach.
"Y-Your... your c*ck."
"Hmm~" Ronan hummed with heavy satisfaction.
He placed his fingers directly on the elastic waistband of Liora's panty, maintaining unblinking eye contact as if silently demanding final verification. Liora offered a small, deeply submissive nod.
Without wasting another single second, Ronan stripped the panty down her long legs and threw them carelessly onto the floor. Seeing Liora's completely naked body displayed beneath him for the very first time, a heavy rush of heat hit Ronan's mouth, making his saliva turn dry.
Realizing he was completely bare under Ronan's intense gaze, a wave of instinctual embarrassment washed over Liora. She frantically reached for the edge of the discarded bedsheets, attempting to cover her private parts to shield herself, but Ronan's large hand instantly shot out, clamping down on her wrist to halt the movement.
"No." Ronan commanded firmly.
"I-I'm ugly." Liora whispered, her voice cracking with a sudden vulnerability as she looked away.
Hearing those heartbreaking words, the tightly coiled lust inside Ronan instantly melted into a profound, aching tenderness. He leaned his body over Liora's, using his hands to lovingly cradle her flushed cheeks. Slowly, with an immense amount of devotion, he peppered her face with soft, reassuring kisses, pressing his lips to her forehead, her eyelids, her cheeks, her mouth, and finally tapping the tip of her nose. A beautiful, genuine smile finally returned to Liora's face.
"What on earth are you saying, love?" Ronan murmured, his voice thick with raw affection. "You are the most breathtakingly beautiful person I have ever laid eyes on in this world. Your body is absolute perfection, love. Thank you... thank you for trusting me enough to let me have you. I love you so much, my bunny angel."
Ronan pressed another lingering, emotional kiss against Liora's forehead. The sheer depth of the confession caused fresh, emotional tears to well up in Liora's wide eyes.
"I love you too, Ron." Liora choked out, a watery giggle escaping her as she reached up to plant a sweet kiss on Ronan's cheek. "Don't love me this much... I don't think my heart can handle it."
They both let out a soft, breathless laugh together, the heavy tension completely breaking.
Ronan shifted, pulling Liora's naked frame flush against his own body. The sudden, direct friction of Liora's pussy rubbing directly against Ronan's massive, confined length caused the girl to gasp, letting out a loud, startled moan.
"It-It's weird a little, Rony." Liora whimpered, completely unfamiliar with the heavy, aching pressure gathering in her lower abdomen. Seeking relief from the strange sensation and craving closer contact, she instinctively began to roll her hips, rubbing her naked pussy against the rough fabric of Ronan's remaining clothes.
Ronan let out a deep, ragged groan at the friction. "Let me help you, love."
Reaching down, Ronan swiftly peeled his own pants and boxers off his legs, entirely exposing his massive, heavily veined member standing proudly in the dim moonlight. Liora's eyes widened to the size of saucers at the sight of Ronan's size. She audibly swallowed hard, her throat tightening.
"R-Rony... it's so... it's so big. I don't think I can handle that inside me."
Ronan let out a low, incredibly fond laugh at the girl's sheer intimidation. "I know, baby. Just trust me. Let Rony take care of you, okay?"
Ronan leaned down, aggressively licking the highly sensitive sweet spot on Liora's neck once more, successfully forcing a loud, distracted moan from her lips. While Liora was thoroughly blinded by the pleasure, Ronan reached blindly out to the nightstand, opening the drawer to pull out a bottle of slick lube. He generously coated three of his fingers in the clear liquid.
Returning his focus to the girl beneath him, Ronan carefully separated her thighs and slowly slid his middle finger into Liora's tight entrance, instantly drawing a sharp gasp as he began to prepare her.
"Aah~ Rony, it hurts." Liora whined, her fingers digging into the mattress.
"Daddy. Call me Daddy, baby girl." Ronan commanded, his voice dropping into a dark, hypnotic register.
Completely powerless against that deep voice, Liora surrendered entirely. "Aah... Daddy~"
Unable to contain his building desire any longer, Ronan slicked two more fingers, pushing them inside all at once to stretch him further. Liora flinched, a sharp spike of initial pain hit her.
Meanwhile, Ronan's eyes fell down. He saw the bedsheet wet with blood. Ronan stopped his actions and looked at Liora with emotion.
"Oh girl.."
Ronan immediately went over and kissed Liora's forehead and cheeks lovingly.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry my love." When Ronan said that, Liora smiled softly through her tears.
"It's okay, Rony. I'm glad it's you." When Liora said that, Ronan kissed those lips again and started doing what he was doing.
Next second, the pain quickly dissolved into an overwhelming wave of unbelievable pleasure.
"Daddy... my stomach-" Liora gasped out, her internal muscles violently contracting around Ronan's fingers.
Ronan immediately recognized the signs; he knew Liora was on the absolute precipice of coming. He could tell by the way the girl's hands frantically locked onto his arms. Seeking to prolong the moment, Ronan abruptly pulled his fingers completely out. The sudden loss of touch at the absolute worst moment caused Liora to let out a frustrated, devastated whine. She was on the verge of tears, her eyes swimming with moisture.
"Daddy~ I want more~ Aah~ Mhhh~ I want your c*ck inside me, please~"
Hot tears finally spilled over Liora's lashes, trailing down her temples. Ronan hovered over her, his dark eyes entirely consumed by absolute lust as he watched the girl fall apart. Seeing Liora completely undone and begging for him brought an intoxicating wave of pleasure straight to his core.
Liora frantically reached downward, her hands clumsily wrapping around Ronan's heavy length, trying to guide the tip directly toward her aching entrance. Ronan let out a sharp, ragged hiss at the direct touch.
"Sss... f*ck."
Ronan firmly removed Liora's hands from his waist. He quickly poured a generous amount of lube directly onto his own c*ck, pumping his shaft up and down a few times to evenly coat it. Shifting his weight, he brought his massive length directly down to Liora's entrance, resting the broad head right against the tight opening, perfectly poised to drive inside.
Before pushing through, he leaned down to Liora's ear, his tongue lightly swirling against the sensitive lobe.
"Love... this is going to hurt a little bit at first, hmm? But Daddy will make the pain go away very quickly, I promise. Just let Daddy take care of you like a good girl, okay?" Ronan whispered soothingly.
Liora's wide, wet eyes looked up at him with a sudden, naive terror. "R-Rony... will I die?"
Ronan's eyes snapped wide open in sheer shock, his entire movements freezing. "What? No! Who on earth told you that having sex would kill you, huh?"
"M-Mia." Liora stammered, looking up at him completely innocently. "She said that I was far too weak, and that if I tried to handle someone of your size, I wouldn't survive it."
Ronan let out a long, heavy breath, silently vowing to have a serious word with his secretary on Monday. "You are not weak at all, my love. And people absolutely do not die from making love. You are only going to feel an immense amount of pleasure, hmm? Trust me."
Liora looked into his eyes and nodded softly.
"Good girl." Ronan murmured.
Holding Liora's slender hips firmly in place, Ronan slowly began to press the thick head of his c*ck straight into her entrance.
"Aaah~ It hurts!! Get off me, Rony! Get off!! I'm going to die!!" Liora screamed at the top of her lungs, her internal walls violently seizing up as she realized her body was still completely unaccustomed to handling such a massive size.
"Shh... relax, love. Don't be a naughty girl now. What did Daddy just tell you a second ago, hmm?" Ronan murmured gently, maintaining his position while continuously licking and soothing Liora's trembling earlobe to distract her. "Tell me, Angel."
"D-Daddy... 'be a good g-girl.'" Liora repeated through a sob. As the rhythmic soothing took effect, the sharp, pain in her lower body gradually began to subside, replaced by a deep, incredibly full sensation of blooming warmth. "Mmm~"
"Hmm~ Good girl." Ronan praised softly.
With one smooth, heavy downward surge of his hips, Ronan buried his entire length fully inside Liora, bottoming out completely against his core.
"Aaahhhh!!!" Liora shrieked, her eyes blowing wide at the absolute fullness.
"Shh... it's okay, I've got you."
Ronan immediately leaned down, sealing his lips over Liora's to swallow her cries into a deep, comforting kiss. He remained completely stationary, keeping his heavy weight rooted deep inside her to give Liora's tight body ample time to stretch and adjust to his massive dimensions. Wrapped entirely around Ronan's length, an indescribable, agonizingly beautiful pleasure began to overtake Liora's senses. Unable to resist the building friction, she tentatively began to tilt her hips upward, trying to force Ronan into motion.
"Aaah, f*ck... love" Ronan groaned roughly.
He immediately clamped his large hands securely around Liora's slender waist, firmly pinning her hips down to stop her erratic movements so he could establish control. Taking a deep, ragged breath, Ronan pulled back slightly and began to deliver his first deep, powerful downward thrust.
"Aaaaaah... you are so incredibly t-tight, angel. Aah, f*ck!"
Ronan continued to pound deeply into her, his pace steady and unyielding. He bit his lower lip hard as his c*ck completely disappeared and reappeared against Liora's stretched entrance with every heavy stroke.
"How does it feel, love? Tell Daddy."
"So good, Daddy... Aah~ aah~ mmh~ please go faster~" Liora begged, her voice entirely broken as she threw her head back against the pillows.
Nodding tightly, Ronan gradually began to accelerate his movements. His powerful thrusts became significantly deeper, faster, and rougher, completely dominating the girl beneath him.
"Yes... yes, right there! Fast, Daddy, fast~~ aah~~" Liora wailed, entirely consumed by the blinding pleasure. "F*ck me, Daddy~ fast..."
Ronan increased his speed to a frantic, punishing pace in direct response to Liora's desperate moans.
"Aah~ you feel so f*cking good, baby~ you take my cock so incredibly well, mmh~" Ronan groaned out, throwing his head back as his eyes closed in pure ecstasy. He had never experienced a level of physical pleasure this intense in his entire life.
Suddenly, the internal muscles around his shaft clamped down with a violent, hyper-tight friction. Ronan instantly knew Liora was on the absolute verge of spilling over.
"Cum for me, my love. Do it now."
Liora let out a final, high-pitched, echoing moan at the command, her body violently spasming as she came heavily.
"Hold on, baby." Ronan panted, his own release triggered instantly by the tight contractions of Liora's climax.
After a few more frantic, deeply desperate thrusts, Ronan let out a low, guttural roar, releasing his entire hot pleasure deep inside Liora's core.
"Aaaaaah~~ love... you were so good."
Utterly exhausted and completely spent, Ronan found himself physically unable to pull away from Liora's entrance. He collapsed forward, burying his face in the girl's chest as he tried to catch his breath. After a few minutes, Ronan shifted his weight, preparing to slide his member out, but Liora's hands instantly shot up, wrapping around his back to hold him firmly in place.
"Please... stay right there, Rony. I still want to feel you inside me." Liora whispered shyly, her cheeks hot.
A warm, deeply affectionate smile spread across Ronan's face. He leaned up, pressing a soft kiss against Liora's forehead before pulling her tightly against his chest, locking them in a tight embrace.
With their bodies still intimately connected beneath the sheets and wrapped in the lingering warmth of their shared heat, the two of them peacefully drifted off to sleep.
Liora was the very first to wake up the following morning. The early sunlight was already streaming through the windows, bathing the room in a bright glow. Finding herself still securely cuddled against Ronan's broad chest, she tilted her head up, quietly admiring her boyfriend's flawlessly handsome sleeping face. Shifting slightly beneath the covers, she looked down and realized that their bodies were still intimately connected from the night before. A fierce blush of intense embarrassment immediately rushed to her face.
Anxious to slip away before Ronan woke up and witnessed his embarrassment, Liora moved quickly to sit up. However, the sharp movement caused Ronan to let out a low, sleepy groan in his sleep. Liora froze in place, holding her breath. Carefully, with painstaking slowness, she began to lift her hips, slowly pulling Ronan's length completely out of her aching entrance.
"Ah~ oh."
Liora looked down, biting her lower lip hard as she watched a steady stream of Ronan's white release begin to slowly leak out of her entrance. Flustered, she immediately swung her legs over the edge of the mattress, attempting to stand up and walk away. But the exact second her feet hit the floor, a sharp, blinding wave of residual pain shot straight through her lower body. She let out a sharp scream of agony, her knees buckling instantly as she collapsed heavily onto the hardwood floor.
The loud thud and cry instantly jolted Ronan awake. His eyes snapped open, and he scanned the room before spotting the girl on the floor.
"Love?! What on earth are you doing?" Ronan scolded gently, tossing the sheets aside. "Your body is sore, you can't walk right now."
Ronan quickly lunged off the bed, effortlessly scooping Liora up into his arms in a secure, bridal style carry.
"R-Rony... put me down, please." Liora whimpered, frantically burying her burning face deep into the crook of Ronan's neck. She was completely mortified by the fact that both of their naked bodies were now vividly on display in the bright morning sunlight.
"Absolutely not. We are going to take a shower together right now." Ronan stated firmly.
Carrying his heavy bundle, Ronan marched straight into the adjoining master bathroom. Instead of going straight to the shower, he gently set Liora down on the smooth counter right next to the sink, turning on the faucets to fill the large bathtub with warm water. Once the tub was ready, he stepped back, standing directly in front of Liora.
Gently but firmly, Ronan parted Liora's trembling legs, stepping into the space between them and resting his large hands on the girl's slender thighs.
"What exactly are you trying to hide, hmm?" Ronan asked softly, leaning forward to press a tender kiss against her lips. "There is absolutely nothing left for you to be ashamed of now, baby."
Liora offered a shy, small smile, the embarrassment finally melting away.
Ronan picked her up once more, stepping into the warm water of the bathtub and gently lowering them both inside. He took a washcloth, carefully beginning to clean Liora's skin with soft, soothing strokes.
As he washed her, Ronan looked up, a teasing glint in his eyes. "If you were truly that terrified of making love, what exactly was all that wild behavior last night, hmm?"
Liora dropped her gaze, her fingers nervously tracing the water. "I... I was just so scared. I was terrified that... what if you ended up leaving me too?"
Ronan's hands instantly froze against Liora's skin. His expression blanked in utter disbelief. "What? What did you just say? I would leave you? Why on earth would you ever think something like that about me, Liora? Did you honestly believe that if you didn't give me your body, I would walk away from you, huh? How could you possibly doubt the depth of my love like that?" Ronan asked, his voice filled with a profound, aching sadness. It cut him deep to realize Liora carried such a heavy insecurity about their relationship.
"N-No, Rony! That's not what I meant at all!" Liora frantically corrected, her eyes wide as she looked up. "It's not about you choosing to leave! It's... what if someone physically tears you away from me without you even having a choice? I-I am just so terrified, Rony~ That evil monster, Daken... he is an absolute beast. I-If what happened to my biological parents ends up happening to you too... I-I won't survive- Mhhh~"
Liora's panicked rambling was cut off instantly as Ronan leaned forward, crashing his lips against her in a rough, fiercely passionate kiss to silence the dark thoughts. Fresh tears welled up in Liora's eyes, spilling over her cheeks. After a long, breath-stealing moment, Ronan slowly pulled away, his thumb tenderly caressing Liora's cheek as he gazed down at her swollen lips.
"Calm your heart, baby." Ronan whispered fiercely, his eyes full of absolute certainty. "Daken doesn't want to destroy me. If he truly wanted me dead, he has had plenty of opportunities to execute that plan already. He doesn't want just me, he wants both of us. More specifically, he wants the immense power of the two ancient gems embedded deep within our bodies. His ultimate goal is to force us together, not separate us. He is waiting for our combined powers to peak so he can steal both gems at once."
Ronan gently took Liora's hand, lifting it to press a soft, devoted kiss against her knuckles.
"But we are absolutely never going to let him achieve that goal." Ronan continued, his voice hardening with absolute determination. "We are going to stand side-by-side and defeat him together. We won't let Daken destroy what we have, and we are going to save the thousands of Mo residents who are currently living in hiding, placing all their hopes on us. Hmm? You and I can do this, love. We are going to completely avenge your biological parents, okay? Together."
Ronan reached out, gently wiping the remaining teardrops from Liora's face.
"T-Thank you, Ron..." Liora whispered, a look of profound awe on her face. "How do you always manage to understand exactly what's inside my head, huh?"
Ronan let out a rich, beautiful laugh at the innocent question. "Because I love you more than life itself, my angel."
"I love you too, Ron." Liora murmured. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms tightly around Ronan's neck in a fierce, emotional hug.
"Stay still for a moment, let me finish washing you." Ronan murmured fondly, gently pulling back to help her clean the rest of her body.
Spending a few more quiet, deeply affectionate moments inside the warm water, the two of them thoroughly washed themselves clean. By the time they stepped out of the bath, Ronan had successfully managed to completely eliminate every single ounce of sadness, lingering fear, and suffocating frustration that had been weighing down Liora's heart.