Page 69 of Valpar

“Mmm, you are so tight, little fairy. I have much work to do.”

I pushed deeper, stretching her as much as I could. She winced, her walls pulsing around me but still, I felt the desire to give her more, to show her the full extent of what she was getting into.

Because this was nothing, nothing compared to what was to come.

Her body buckled slightly beneath me and her breaths became shallow as my finger moved inside her.

“Do you like me inside you?” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

She nodded, her eyes locked onto mine, a mixture of fear and anticipation playing in her gaze.

I pulled my finger out and thrusted it inside her several times. She whimpered softly. Inch by inch, I pushed deeper, my finger searching for the unimaginable depths within her. She let out a whimper, almost a cry, and I paused, ready to pull my finger away.

“No!” She grabbed my wrist and pulled me back inside her. “More, please more!”

“I hurt you,” I growled. “What did I do?”

She shook her head, pulling my finger out and pushing it back in. “It feels good, please.”

I slowly reinserted my finger, and she sighed.

As her body adjusted to the intrusion, she rose to meet my finger, her hips gyrating in synchronization with my movements.

I could feel her drum pounding against my chest as I decided to hover over her. I wanted her to feel like I truly was rutting her, even if it was from one of my fingers.

I thought of adding another finger, but with her cry of pain earlier, I thought the better of it.

A bit at a time, you fool. We have all the time in the world.

“More,” she pleaded with me. My miresa wrapped her arms around my neck. “Please, more!”

I thrust my finger inside her, as my shaft continued to leak on the bed. There was no way I could get the friction I needed. I needed to release my seed, but first I would take care of her.

She screamed my name from her lips and my body shook with pride as I felt her cunt clamp onto my finger. I was too elated, too excited that one day her cunt would be mine and I could feel it around my shaft. Bassza, even just the head.

She panted, her arms letting go and fell to the bed. My shaft was hard, my sack heavy, and I pulled my finger from her body. As I quickly put it into my mouth, I tasted a tinge of metal on my tongue. When I looked down, I saw something I never wanted to see.

Red, tiny droplets of red surrounded the outside of her folds.

The drums in my heart beat wildly and I clutched my hand to my chest.

“Calliope?” I leaned down and got closer to her cunt to inspect it. I pulled back her folds and blood was smeared with her slick.

I wished there was a way to see inside her. I could not pry into her cunt with two fingers. One almost broke her in two.

Moon Fairy, my shaft will surely break her.

My miresa frowned. “You called me Calliope.”

“It is your name! You are bleeding! Why is there blood? What have I done? I broke you!”

I jumped off the bed and ran to the cooking area. My shaft pointed outward and knocked over bottles and glasses from the table, while I searched for a towel and one of the baskets with a first aid kit.

As I rummaged through the now destroyed prepping area, I heard my mate calling my name, but I ignored her.

I hurt her!

A tiny hand slapped my backside. I stilled and turned, my shaft hitting her in the stomach.

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