Chapter 7. The Result Of Me Losing Control That Made Her Choke Herself... Almost To Death!**

Chapter 7: 7. The Result Of Me Losing Control That Made Her Choke Herself... Almost To Death!**

She leaned in... right away to my cock.

Her tongue flicked out first, a tentative, exploratory stroke that traced the underside of my cock, from the base up to the swollen head.

I let out a strangled noise, half groan, half growl, and my hands finding purchase in her hair. "Fuck, Alicia..."

She became more confident, her tongue swirling around the tip, tasting the pre-cum that beaded at the opening. She began to lap at me slowly... with her tongue moving in long, deliberate strokes while one of her hands reached down to caress my balls.

The sensation of her warm tongue against my cock and her soft palm against my sack simultaneously was overwhelming. It felt like my brain was short-circuiting.

"That’s it... just like that," I urged, my hips twitching involuntarily. "Now... Open up and try to take it."

"Y-yes..." She nodded.

I guided her head, teaching her the rhythm. I showed her how to use her lips to create suction and how to tilt her head to accommodate my length.

As she began to take more of me into her mouth, the wet, sucking sounds filled the quiet room—slurp, schlick, mmmph—a primal soundtrack to our desperation. Her moans were muffled by my cock, vibrating through my entire pelvis.

"Nngh... ahhnnnn... Roland... slurrrppp..." she whimpered between breaths, her eyes looking up at me through her lashes, dazed and completely surrendered to the act.

Oh wow... this view... it’s the best thing that’s happened to me, and I didn’t know it could be this arousing just seeing her take my cock into her mouth like that.

Every time she slid down further, her throat constricting around me, I felt a surge of possessive triumph. This wasn’t just any sex that I’ve fantasized about, but this felt more like I’m claiming my first girl.

I was breaking down the last of her inhibitions, molding her into the woman who would stand beside a monster like me.

The control I had been white-knuckling snapped like a brittle bone under pressure... like how the fuck can I control myself even more when I got the most beautiful girl sucking my cock?

The sensation of her warm, wet throat constricting around me was too much... like it was a sensory overload that pushed me past the point of reason.

My SSS Rank instincts weren’t just about fighting monsters anymore, but fucking hell... they were about dominance, and it’s about claiming territory with the same ruthless efficiency I used on the battlefield.

"Fuck, Alicia... I can’t... I’m sorry, but... I’m not holding back anymore!" I growled, my voice cracking with a raw, animalistic desperation.

I didn’t wait for her to catch her breath, and so I reached down... my fingers tangling deep into her golden hair, not with tenderness this time, but with a possessive grip that forced her head forward.

I grabbed the back of her skull, anchoring her, and began to thrust.

THWACK! SCHLICK! GULP!

I could hear the wet and obscene sounds echoing off the wooden walls of the inn room. I drove myself into her mouth with punishing force, each thrust aiming for the back of her throat.

I wanted to feel her gag... to feel the involuntary spasms of her muscles as they struggled to accommodate my thickness.

This was rough, yes...

And this was primal, that’s correct...

And it was exactly how I lived... pushing past limits until something either broke or became stronger.

"Nngh... mmph...!! MMMPPPHHHNNNN!!!" Alicia’s eyes flew open, and for a terrifying second, I saw genuine fear flickering there.

Tears welled up in those brilliant pink eyes, spilling over and running down her flushed cheeks as she struggled to breathe. Her hands came up to my thighs, claws digging into my muscle as she instinctively tried to push away from the overwhelming sensation of being filled so deeply... and so violently.

She was drowning in me, her throat working frantically to keep up with the relentless pace I was setting.

’Fuck... I can tell that she’s crying, but that’s... a normal thing for a woman when they’re sucking your cock right...?’

’But still... Am I going too far right now...?’ A small part of my mind whispered, the old Roland... the one who cared about being a hero, was trying to surface.

But then I felt the twitch of my cock against the back of her throat, the sheer pleasure of her submission, and that part of me died.

Fuck it! I needed this... like very much.

I needed to see if she could survive being with me...

I needed to know IF she could handle the monster beneath the skin...

And this is also going to be my future... fucking lots of female knights that are going to make me even stronger!

"Don’t fight it, Alicia!" I commanded, my hips slamming against her face with bone-deep force. "Take it all...!"

"Show me you’re strong enough to stand by my side! And make sure you show me that you can handle me!"

Her fear began to shift. I watched through the haze of my own arousal as her expression transformed.

The tears didn’t stop, but the panic faded, replaced by something fiercer like a desperate, stubborn resolve.

She stopped trying to push me away and instead... she wrapped her arms around my hips, pulling herself closer, meeting every brutal thrust with a frantic urgency of her own.

She was fighting for her life, not against me, but to prove she could endure me. And yes... this is the Alicia that I loved... she’s also like me, trying to push past the limits.

"Mmmphhhh...! Grrgglllgghhh... mraagghhh... Hngh!!!" Her muffled cries turned into sounds of fierce determination.

She began to pump her head up and down with increasing speed, her tongue working frantically around the shaft even as I hammered into her.

And she made the most arousing sound that I loved instantly...

GLCK! GLCK! GLCK! GLCK! GLCK!

I went faster... My vision blurred at the edges, red and hot.

I was a machine of pure need... The rhythm became a blur of motion with the wet slapping of skin against skin, the sound of her labored breathing through her nose, and the creak of the wooden floorboards beneath her knees.

"That’s it... fuck, yes!"

"That’s my girl!" I roared, my heart hammering against my ribs like a war drum. "Give it to me! Everything you’ve got!"

I could feel the climax building in my gut like a gathering storm, a pressure so intense it felt like my bones might crack from the inside out.

My cock was pulsing violently in her mouth, each heartbeat sending waves of electricity through my spine.

I was close... so fucking close, and the only thing that mattered was the feeling of her throat tightening around me as she pushed herself to the absolute limit to take every inch of my rage and my love.

The world narrowed down to a single point of white hot friction... and what I’ve been waiting for finally happens where Alicia... had adapted.

She wasn’t just surviving anymore, but now... she was showing the real power of girl that knows how to make a man feel happy which was fucking hunting me.

Her hands gripped my thighs like iron clamps, and her throat worked with a rhythmic, desperate skill that matched my own violence. She had found the cadence of my need, her head moving in perfect, punishing synchronization with my hips.

SCHLICK! THWACK! GULPP! GULPP!

"Fuck... Alicia... you’re you’re killing me!" I roared, my voice echoing off the rafters.

My muscles were locked tight, every tendon in my neck standing out like corded rope. I could feel the SSS Rank energy swirling in my blood, responding to the climax, and tamplifying it.

And I know what’s coming after this... It’s not going to be an ordinary climax release, but more like a climax explosion that could ruin her throat.

But I ignored that shit and focused on myself instead... Then, it hit.

I can’t contain it any longer so I had to release it immediately... right into her fucking mouth that goes down her throat instantly.

"I’m cumming...! Fuck, ALICIAAAAGGGHHHHH!"

SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTT~!

A massive, volcanic surge of semen erupted from me. Because she hadn’t been braced for the sheer volume... especially with the thick, hot torrent slammed into the back of her throat like a physical blow.

Her eyes went wide as dinner plates. Her throat convulsed involuntarily.

"GHHKKKK! MMPPPPHHHH! MRRGGHHH...!!!"

She began to choke, her body jerking as the overwhelming flood forced its way past her gag reflex.

The sheer force of the climax made me convulse, and as she finally pulled away to gasp for air, the remaining pressure sent a spray of white across her face. It splattered across her cheeks, her chin, and even dotted her forehead, gleaming in the dim lamplight.

"Oh fuck, Alicia! Shit, I’m sorry!" I gasped, suddenly crashing back to reality.

The predatory haze vanished instantly, and it was replaced by sharp guilt as I saw her doubled over, coughing violently.

"Cough...! Harrghh...! Nuuurgh...!" She clutched at her throat, her chest heaving as she tried to clear her windpipe.

Tears that had started from pain now came from the sheer shock of the sensation. "You... cough...!"

"You absolute... hagghhh...! Bastard!" she managed to wheeze out between spasms.

"I... I’m sorry... I didn’t think it would... fuck, hold on, let me help." I scrambled toward her, my own breathing ragged.

I grabbed the washbasin from the table, soaking a clean cloth with water. "Here... breathe, just breathe for me, baby."

I knelt beside her, gently patting her back while using the damp cloth to wipe the sticky evidence of my climax from her face. My hands were shaking partly from the aftershocks of the orgasm, and also partly from the fear that I’d actually hurt her.

"Again... I’m sorry, Alicia... I lost control over myself, and I sweeeear on my life that I didn’t mean to do this..."