Chapter 179: That’s So Deep

Zephyra’s whispered confession filled the quiet room with warmth. Her bright violet eyes shone with pure devotion and honesty as she looked up at him.

Evren looked down at her, feeling a swell of deep tenderness in his chest. He reached with both hands, gently framing her flushed face with his palms.

"I will always protect you, Zephyra," Evren said softly. "You never have to be afraid with me."

He leaned down and pressed his lips firmly against hers, capturing her mouth in a slow, deep kiss. At the same time, his hips shifted forward, applying steady, deliberate pressure against her unbroken seal.

Zephyra let out a sharp gasp of pain against his lips as the barrier gave way.

Her fingers dug deep into the hard muscles of his shoulders, her back arching slightly off the soft mattress. A brief sting flared through her core, accompanied by a single tear that slipped from the corner of her eye.

Evren swallowed her cry with his mouth, kissing her tenderly while his hands caressed her jaw and neck. He pushed forward smoothly until his hips met hers, burying his thick length completely inside her tight, burning passage.

Once he was all the way in, Evren stopped moving. He rested his forehead against hers, breathing with her in the quiet room.

"You did amazing," Evren murmured in a low and soothing voice. "Just breathe with me, sweetheart. Let your body adjust."

Zephyra took several slow, trembling breaths, her chest heaving against his bare torso.

The initial sting was already fading, replaced by an overwhelming sensation of fullness. She had never felt anything like this in her life; Evren’s broad shaft filled her so completely that she felt stretched to her limit.

His skin was burning hot against hers, and his steady heartbeat drummed against her ribs. Slowly, the tight tension in her hips began to soften, her inner walls relaxing and clinging to his thick length like hot velvet.

Zephyra opened her eyes, looking up into Evren’s gaze. A soft, breathless smile touched her lips as she lifted her hands to stroke his damp hair. "I’m ready, Evren, please move."

Evren smiled down at her and leaned in for another lingering kiss. Slowly and smoothly, he began to draw his hips back.

He pulled out until only his broad tip remained inside her soaking heat, then slid back in with one smooth stroke. A ragged, helpless moan tore from Zephyra’s throat, her toes curling under the sheets at the intense friction.

"Oh... wow," Zephyra whispered, her voice shaking with sudden pleasure. "That feels... so big inside me."

"You’re so tight, Zephyra," Evren groaned with raw restraint. "And so warm."

He began to move in a steady, rolling rhythm. He drew back slowly, letting her wet walls massage his shaft, before sliding deep inside until his pelvis rested flush against her soft mound.

Each forward push sent a shockwave of warmth spreading through her stomach.

Zephyra’s hands slid down his back, her fingernails lightly tracing the hard lines of his spine. Her natural S-Rank endurance and the soothing warmth of her arousal took over, melting away any leftover discomfort.

Every stroke felt slicker and hotter than the last. Soon, the quiet room was filled with the soft, wet rhythm of their joined bodies and the sound of their mingled breathing.

Zephyra’s hips began to rise naturally to meet his thrusts. She wasn’t just taking him; she was moving with him, matching his pace.

"Evren... ah, right there," Zephyra cried out softly, her voice rising in pitch as his tip brushed against a sensitive spot deep inside her. "Don’t stop... please keep hitting that spot!"

Evren adjusted the angle of his hips, driving into her with firmer, deeper strokes. He picked up the pace, his thrusts turning rhythmic and deliberate. Every impact landed right against her inner sweet spot, sending electric sparks shooting straight to her brain.

Zephyra’s breath turned into ragged, desperate sobs of ecstasy. Her thighs fell wider apart, wrapping around his waist to pull him even deeper into her heat.

"Evren, it’s coming back!" Zephyra cried, tossing her head from side to side on the pillows. "It’s so much stronger this time... I can’t hold it!"

"Don’t hold back, sweetheart," Evren urged, picking up speed as his hips slapped firmly against hers. "Give it all to me."

The coiled tension inside her snapped with breathtaking power. Zephyra’s third orgasm tore through her body violently, far deeper and more overwhelming than anything she had felt before.

Her back arched high off the bed, a loud cry tearing from her lips as blinding pleasure flooded her entire being.

Inside her, her tight fleshy walls clamped down on his thick shaft in rhythmic pulses. The scorching heat and tight contractions milked him hard, sending waves of pure electricity up his spine.

Evren gritted his teeth, holding himself deep inside her as he rode out the furious clamping of her inner walls. He leaned down, pressing his face into her neck and kissing her trembling skin while she sobbed in pure bliss.

After several long moments, the intense spasms slowly began to subside. Zephyra collapsed back onto the sheets, her chest rising and falling in rapid pants, her skin glistening with a light layer of sweat.

Evren pulled back gently, wiping a strand of silver hair from her flushed cheek. "How do you feel?"

"Like I’m melting," Zephyra whispered, her lips parting in a dazed, glowing smile. "I didn’t think it was possible to feel that much pleasure."

"We’re just getting started," Evren replied with a warm, wicked smirk.

He gently took her slender ankles in his hands, lifting her long legs upward and resting her knees over his broad shoulders. The new position tilted her hips up, opening her completely and exposing her drenched, swollen entrance.

Zephyra blushed at the exposed position, but her eyes darkened with hungry desire when she saw how eagerly Evren looked at her.

Evren lined himself up and pushed back inside with one long, powerful slide. With her hips elevated, he sank deeper than before, bottoming out completely against her deepest core.

Zephyra let out a loud, breathless shriek, her hands reaching up to clutch the sheets on either side of her head.

The depth of the penetration took her breath away, hitting sensitive nerves that had never been touched.

"Evren! That’s... oh gods, that’s so deep!" she cried, her knuckles turning white against the fabric.

"You take me so well," Evren whispered, his eyes locked onto hers as he began to thrust into her again.

Because of the steep angle, every single pump rubbed hard against the front wall of her passage. The wet sounds in the room grew louder, mingling with the rhythmic creak of the bed frame.

Evren set a faster tempo. He drove into her with athletic strength, his hips meeting her thighs with resounding impacts. Sweat dripped from his chin onto her collarbone, but his movements remained perfectly balanced and controlled.

Zephyra’s cries turned completely wanton.

She had entirely abandoned her quiet, disciplined demeanor, lost in a sea of blinding sensation. Her body bucked upward with every stroke, meeting his thrust with her own fervent energy.

"Yes! Right there! Harder, Evren... please!" she begged, completely driven by the intense pleasure.

The friction and deep impacts built an unbearable pressure in her lower belly. Her vision blurred with tears of ecstasy as the heat peaked to an impossible height.

"Evren, I’m falling apart!" she screamed, her voice echoing loudly in the soundproofed suite. "It’s too much... I’m cumming again!"

With a shuddering cry, her fourth orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her inner walls seized around his shaft in tight, frantic spasms, pulsing with scorching heat and desperate suction.

Her entire body shook violently on the bed, her toes curling tightly as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over her. Evren thrust deeply three more times into her clenching heat, groaning aloud as the tight squeeze tested his iron control.

He slowed his movements, burying himself to the hilt and holding her close as she rode out the shuddering climax.

Zephyra let out long, shuddering breaths, her arms wrapping weakly around his neck as he lowered her legs back down to the mattress. She pulled him close, kissing his jaw and shoulder with tender devotion.

"Evren..." she murmured against his skin, breathing deeply to catch her breath. "I want to be on top. Let me ride you."