Chapter 31. Just When I Thought I Could Break Her Inside... And Yeah... I Did**

Chapter 31: 31. Just When I Thought I Could Break Her Inside... And Yeah... I Did**

I knelt between her thighs, spreading them wide with a gentleness that belied the hunger clawing at my insides.

I wanted to see everything...

I wanted to see the way her body reacted to me...

And wow... her pussy... I’m so glad that she hasn’t been touched from the inside because this... is such treasure that it’s worth more than the heavens.

So this is... a bunny’s pussy? It looked smaller compared to Elsbeth’s pussy since she’s a wolf. I think that maybe... my cock can actually hurt her if I put it inside...

As my tongue found her clit, tasting her slickness, she let out a sound that was half sob, half scream.

"Oh god! Leon! Ahhnnn!" Her hips bucked upward, seeking more, her fingers tangling desperately in my hair. "Right there... please... don’t stop... nngh!"

I didn’t stop. I worshipped her with my tongue, using slow, swirling motions that drove her to the brink of madness.

I watched her face... the way her eyes rolled back and the way her lips parted to let out those delicious, broken cries.

I wanted her to know that this pleasure was hers by right. She wasn’t receiving it because she had to, but she was claiming it because she wanted it.

"Tell me what you want, Millie," I demanded between wet, sucking kisses. "Tell me how you want me."

"I want... hngh... I want you... inside me now," she gasped out, her voice raw with need.

Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer, her claws pricking lightly at my back. "I want to feel how big you are... I want to feel you fill me up until there’s nothing left but you."

"Please, Leon... please!"

The request shattered what little restraint I had left. I rose above her, my cock throbbing painfully, slick with her arousal.

I positioned myself at her entrance, the tip of my cock probing her swollen folds. I paused there, hovering, giving her one last moment to retreat, to change her mind.

But she didn’t flinch...

Instead, she arched her back, pressing herself upward against me with her eyes locked onto mine with fierce, unyielding desire.

"Now, Leon," she commanded, her voice steady despite her trembling. "Trust me... I can... take it..."

That... doesn’t sound reassuring, but I’ll try, I guess...

I groaned, a sound that came from the very depths of my soul, and pushed forward.

The first inch felt like entering heaven... then the second like claiming a kingdom.

She was so tight... it was the proof from the size of her pussy’s entrance. And yet... it’s so warm, her body stretching to accommodate my thickness.

"Aaaahhhhhh!" Millie’s scream was primal, echoing off the cramped walls of the washroom.

Her eyes flew wide, then fluttered closed as she took the full length of me. "Leon! Oh fuck... you’re so... you’re so big... mmmph!"

"Fuck, Millie," I choked out, my muscles locking as I buried myself to the hilt.

The sensation of her internal muscles clenching around me was overwhelming. "You’re so tight... you’re perfect."

I began to move, slow and deliberate at first, each thrust a conscious act of connection.

Schlick. Schlick.

The sound of our bodies meeting filled the space between her broken moans.

With every stroke, I watched her face, watching the way her pleasure built, watching the way she met every thrust with an answering roll of her hips.

"Yes... right there... nnh... ahhh!" she cried out, her voice rising in pitch as I found the rhythm she needed.

Her ears were flopping wildly with each impact, her tail lashing against my thighs. "Harder, Leon... please... fuck me harder!"

And I did...

I let the beast out, but I kept the man present.

I drove into her with powerful, possessive thrusts that made the bed frame rattle, while my hands never stopped their reverent exploration of her body, keeping her grounded even as the pleasure threatened to sweep her away.

"Leon! Leon! Ahhh! Nngh!" Her screams became more frequent, more desperate, as we climbed together toward the inevitable, sacred peak.

Every thrust was a revelation, a sensory overload that made my brain short circuit.

I had been with Elsbeth before, but this was something entirely different... Like fucking hell, being inside a bunnykin wasn’t just about the heat... it was about the texture, the way her body seemed to respond to me on a near instinctual level.

Her walls weren’t just tight... they were feeling all velvety, impossibly soft, yet gripping me with a desperate, pulsing intensity that felt like she was trying to draw me deeper into her very soul.

But even as the pleasure threatened to drown me, a cold spike of anxiety pierced through my arousal.

I know damn well that couldn’t go full force. And yes... I couldn’t drive myself home instantly just so that I could reach her deepest.

’Fuck, she’s so tight,’ I thought desperately, my muscles locking as I only pushed halfway in. ’If I go all in now... or even worse... if I lose control for even a second... I might actually break her.’

The fear was visceral. I could feel the delicate architecture of her body beneath me, the fragility of her hips compared to the sheer mass of my cock.

I was terrified that my strength, the very thing she claimed to want... would become the instrument of her destruction.

"Leon... ahhhnn... why did you stop...?" Millie whined against my neck, her breath hot and ragged.

Her hips were rolling shamelessly against me, seeking that full contact. "Please... don’t hold back now... I want all of you... nngh!"

"I can’t, Millie..." I grunted through clenched teeth, sweat dripping from my forehead onto her chest. "You’re so delicate... I don’t want to hurt you."

"You won’t... ah!... you won’t hurt me if you just... mmph... fuck me properly!" Her desperation was infectious, her small hands clawing at my shoulders, urging me forward.

I tried to be careful.

I tried to ease myself in inch by agonizing inch, focusing entirely on control. But the friction, the heat, and the way her body was milking me were too much.

My hips bucked involuntarily, a primal reflex that bypassed my conscious mind. I drove forward, seeking that sweet release of full penetration.

And then, it happened...

A wet, tearing sound almost imperceptible to anyone else, but to me, it sounded like thunder.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHNNNNN!"

Millie’s scream wasn’t one of pleasure. It was a raw, piercing shriek of genuine agony that tore through my chest like a blade.

Her entire body convulsed... her back arching so violently, it was to the point that I thought her spine might snap.

Her claws dug into my back hard enough to draw blood, and her eyes flew open, unfocused and swimming with tears.

"Millie!" I recoiled instantly, pulling out as fast as I could without causing more damage. "Millie, shit...!"

"Fuck, I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!"

I scrambled off her, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. When I looked down, my blood ran cold.

The sheets beneath her weren’t just stained... they were soaked. And it’s not from love juices, but it’s blood... it was streaming from between her thighs, darker and more profuse than I had ever seen from a woman... a beastwoman one.

It looks like her hymen hadn’t just broken, but it had torn violently, the delicate tissue of her species unable to withstand the sudden intrusion.

"Shit, shit, shit!" I fumbled for a towel, my hands shaking uncontrollably.

I rushed back to her, pulling her small, shaking body against my chest. "I’m sorry, baby, I’m so sorry!"

"I didn’t mean to... I tried to be careful!"

I wrapped my arms around her, cradling her like something precious and broken. I kissed her forehead frantically, my tears mixing with hers.

"Look at me, Millie... Look at me. "I’ll do anything I can to calm her down and relieve the pain. "I’ve got you... I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere."

I expected her to scream at me, to push me away, or maybe to curse my name for my recklessness.

I expected the fear to return tenfold.

Instead... through the gasping sobs and the pain, she leaned into me. She pressed her face against my sternum, her small hands clutching at my biceps.

When she finally lifted her head, her face was pale and streaked with tears, but she gave me a weak, watery smile.

"It’s... hngh... it’s okay, Leon," she whispered, her voice trembling but certain. "It hurt... oh god, it hurt so much... but I felt you."

"I felt you all the way inside... I felt... everything."

Her words hit me harder than any punch ever could. Thank god that she wasn’t angry.

I can see that she was grateful... I don’t know why she felt that after I fucked her real hard.

She had given me something sacred, something she had guarded her whole life, and even in the pain... she was claiming the moment.

"You’re insane," I choked out, half laughing, half sobbing as I pressed my lips to hers in a kiss that was pure devotion. "You’re absolutely fucking insane, you know that?"

"Only for you," she breathed, her tail giving one last, feeble twitch against my thigh. "Hehehe... knowing that you’re this worried makes me happy..."