10 rules of a Secretary chapter 49- Mature

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“I’m telling you, that won’t fit! If that goes in, I might tear apart and die, no matter if I’m an Omega or a Beta.”

I started to sit up and backed away, shaking my head in refusal, but when I saw what he was holding, I stopped in my tracks, my mouth falling open.

He tore open a condom wrapper with his teeth and swiftly covered his towering length with it.

“I’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt as much. Trust me.”

With those words, he poured a slippery substance onto me. The cold sensation made me instinctively try to close my thighs, but Han Doha applied force, spreading them wide again.

He lifted one of my legs onto his shoulder, spreading me even further, as if he wanted a clear view of everything below.

When he grabbed me and gave a few strokes, I couldn’t help but harden quickly, betraying my lack of resolve.

“If you could feel my pheromones, you’d probably get wet easier, but since that’s difficult right now…”

“Huh, ah…”

I heard a creaking sound, followed by the warmth of his hot palm sliding up and down.

When he started rubbing my perineum with his palm, a groan escaped my lips.

My toes curled with a mixture of itchiness and pleasure.

A low chuckle reached my ears, and as I exhaled a shaky breath, I looked at him, seeing his long, straight fingers gently massaging around the entrance.

As soon as the entrance started to flutter, Han Doha immediately plunged inside.

With a gasp, I felt a foreign sensation as his fingers delved in, reaching for a specific spot with determination.

The sound of wetness echoed briefly, and when his fingers brushed deep inside, a short moan slipped out before I could stop it.

It was like the flicker of an old TV being turned off as light burst before my eyes.

In an instant, two fingers became three, stretching me thoroughly.

Each time, the strange sensation made me involuntarily tense up.

“Huh!”

“It’ll only be harder if you tense up.”

“Ah, w-wait, just a moment… Uh!”

Perhaps sensing my tension, Han Doha pressed firmly on that spot, continuing to tease around the edges.

Suddenly, the sound of wetness grew louder, signaling the start of my arousal.

The erotic noise was so intense that I wanted to cover my ears, but all I could do was grip the blanket tightly to endure the pleasure flooding me.

“Hngh! Stop, ah, too much, ahh, ngh!”

Just as I was about to beg him to stop, his hand suddenly withdrew, leaving me gasping for air.

At the same time, something hard and burning hot pressed against me from behind.

He paused there, barely pressing forward, before letting out a short breath, rubbing his cheek against my leg draped over his shoulder, and smiling sweetly.

“If you don’t like it, should I stop?”

As his menacing length brushed against my entrance, I couldn’t help but tense up again.

The entrance, already soaking, eagerly anticipated the pleasure that was about to follow.

Wouldn’t it be dishonorable to back out now after coming this far?

Slowly, I grabbed my sweatshirt with both hands and pulled it up.

I had a fleeting thought that maybe I could just bite down on it and stifle the sound like before.

I knew from experience that having something in my mouth made it easier to endure cries or screams.

I heard a sharp curse, and then he was inside me.

“Hnngh!” I bit down hard on the fabric, trying to endure the pain, but even after what felt like ages, he kept pushing deeper.

The slick, condom-covered head had barely entered, yet it was already overwhelming.

My entrance, trying to accommodate his massive size, fluttered and moved.

Fear gripped me as I felt myself stretching to my limit.

My whole body tensed up, and the heat against my inner walls threatened to drive me mad.

“Haah, uh, ngh…”

A primal fear took hold, making me wonder if I’d choke from it reaching all the way to my throat, or if I’d split open and die.

“Hnnngh,” I bit down on my clothes to endure, only opening my eyes when I noticed Han Doha’s actions, as if he were catching his breath.

Then, he grabbed one of my hips and thrust hard, hitting me deep with a single motion.

“Ahh, ugh…”

Looking down, I saw a bulge protruding from my stomach. I’d never heard of anyone dying from their stomach tearing open during sex, but I felt like I might be the first.

Trembling with fear, Han Doha’s fingers brushed over the area, gauging my reaction, before gently covering my hand, still gripping my shirt.

He moved my hand slightly higher, above the bulge.

“There’s still this much left.”

He wasn’t fully inside yet?

My eyes widened in shock.

Only then did I realize there was still space between his thighs and my body.

If he gets it all in, I might really die.

I can’t. I really can’t.

It’s already so hard…!

Driven by a desperate will to survive, I tried to push myself upward, but my pinned limbs wouldn’t budge.

He pressed my palm lightly and pushed in even further.

“Huh, ahh… ngh… ugh…”

“You’re squeezing me so tight. Like you don’t want me to leave, like you want me to come inside.”

“Huh, ahh, n-no… ah…”

“Press down lightly.”

His words were sweet, like a devil’s whisper, and then he thrust deep into my core.

Our bodies were so close that even his testicles pressed against me.

At the same time, he pressed down lightly on my stomach.

“Hah, uh, ngh!”

“You can feel it, can’t you?”

The pressure and warmth against my inner walls were overwhelming.

“Ah, ngh, ugh.”

I shook my head, denying it, but my body was already responding to the sensation.

Han Doha kissed my knee a few times before letting go of my leg.

He moved closer, showering my face and neck with kisses, as if trying to soothe my tension.

Slowly, the tightness in my body began to ease.

“You did well.”

Finally, he kissed the tip of my nose and then pulled down the shirt I had been biting on, gently biting and releasing my lower lip.

Then, he started to pull back.

As he withdrew, I let out a high-pitched whine, only for him to slam back in quickly.

Holding my hips with both hands, he pounded in with no gaps between us.

“Hnnngh,” a groan escaped me.

“Have you ever gone all the way before?”

“N-no, ah, uh, no, hnngh…”

As he withdrew slowly only to thrust in quickly, sharp pleasure shot through my body, making it tremble uncontrollably.

I turned my head, and the shirt I’d been biting fell from my mouth.

The sensation was beyond words.

“Then today will be the first time.”

Even during my last heat cycle, it didn’t feel this intense.

The pleasure was far greater than when he’d prepared me with his fingers and pheromones.

Each time he pulled back and thrust in quickly, vibrations spread through my body, heating my veins.

“Hnngh, ugh, ah!”

Han Doha showed no signs of slowing down, even as time passed.

With each rapid thrust, hot moans escaped my lips, despite my efforts to stifle them by covering my mouth.

Struggling to suppress the sounds, I finally opened my eyes, only to meet Han Doha’s gaze.

His eyes were locked on me, as if he had been watching me the whole time.

The sudden tension in my lower abdomen made me tighten up involuntarily.

His brows furrowed, and just then, it hit me like a punch to the back of my head—the pheromones I hadn’t felt until now.

My lips quivered as the sticky, rich scent of rosewood clung to my skin.

This space had been filled with his scent from the very beginning.

“Hnnngh, ah, ahh!”

“Now, you can feel it, can’t you?”

“W-wait, that… ngh, that… ngh, ahh!”

The area where we were connected heated up, as if a scorching hot iron rod were scraping against my inner walls.

“Hnnngh…!”

A choking sound escaped as I threw my head back.

I couldn’t help but cry out. I felt like I might tumble off a cliff into an endless abyss at any moment.

I reached out for him, needing something to hold on to.

“Hnnngh, ngh, hold! Please, please, hold… hold me…”

“You’re even acting spoiled now.”

Immediately, both of my hands were clasped tightly.

Through the tear-streaked haze, I could see him continuously smiling. I was a mess, while he was merely sweating a bit and had a few strands of hair fallen.

Suddenly, it felt so unfair that I gripped his hand tightly.

I thought that if I did this, there might be a faint trace of white left between his fingers.

His fully expanded member pushed deep inside.

I felt every ridge of the large, veined shaft scraping against my inner walls without any filters.

I thought he had worn a condom, so I wondered why it felt so vivid. I bit my lips.

He pressed his body closer, rubbing against my perineum with a steady, lingering motion.

“Ah, mmm… yes, mmm…I like… that!”

“Why are you biting your pretty lips? You can make noise if you want.”

His hot breath touched my face, and soon his lips met mine.

When I slightly parted my lips, the hot flesh pushed inside.

It filled my mouth as completely as his member was shaking my inner walls.

At the same time, the pheromones touching every part of my skin were driving me to the brink of insanity.

More, just a little more.

If he digs in a bit more, maybe I’ll feel even better.

Following the movement of his tongue, which scraped the inside of my mouth, I subtly curled my own tongue.

Our tongues intertwined, and the saliva that couldn’t be swallowed dripped down my chin.

The wet, sticky sounds disturbed my ears from all directions.

“Mmm, ugh, ah…”

As our lips parted and he thrust deeply, he slipped his hand onto my lower back and lifted me up.

Sitting on his thighs, I let out a near-scream as the deeply inserted member caused me to arch my head back.

Struggling to catch my breath, I tried to calm down, but the rhythmic thrusts that started as if waiting for this moment made me shake uncontrollably.

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