My Beloved

Words cannot describe the pain she was feeling. Her mouth was open. She tried to scream but nothing came out. Her eyes which were closing suddenly opened wide. Tears fell from her eyes. She forgot to breathe.

Her muscles stretched as he invaded deep inside her. She trembled. Her face paled. Tears that were threatened to fall rolled down.

As her hymen was torn open, both of them could feel some warm liquid dripping from the place they were joined.

Mo Yuan panted while closing his eyes. He felt complete when he was one with her. He felt a sense of joy. He was thrilled to be with her. His heart became as fluffy as cotton as the feeling of love for her overwhelmed his heart.

He was throbbing inside her. She tightened around him so much that he thought his penis would be ripped off. His breath hitched. He opened his mouth to speak up but his words got stuck in his throat.

Han Luo's wide eyes were spilling tears like a fountain. Her black pearl like eyes looked clearer than ever. Her face was as pale as a sheet. Her small mouth was open. Her lips quivered. She seemed like she was going to say something but she couldn't.

Mo Yuan looked down where they were joined. There was a red liquid that was proof of him snatching her innocence. The worrying part was, blood was still dripping from her hole.

He suddenly felt bad for her. He cupped her face with both hands and asked in concern, "Ah Luo, is it unbearable?"

Han Luo sniffed. The pain nearly made her unconscious. Upon hearing a familiar voice, she came back to her senses. With most eyes, she gazed at him and nodded vigorously. It wasn't just unbearable; the pain was killing her.

"T-Take it out," she said.

"…What?" Mo Yuan seemed confused.

"Take your… thing out!" Han Luo was breathless just by uttering four words.

Mo Yuan was sweating. He was also having a hard time. It was painful for him too but he didn't mention it.

However, he couldn't be bothered with it now. He was worried about her. "Can you endure a little longer?"

Han Luo shook her head. She was feeling suffocated. Her reply was vague, "…N-no… I don't think so."

Mo Yuan mentioned, "If I move now, you will feel more pain."

"…I… don't know. Just pull it out." Han Luo wailed. She could not think of anything anymore. She felt like she would die if he didn't pull away faster. She never thought that the first time would hurt so much.

"All right, I will move now," Mo Yuan said. He didn't care about his hunger anymore. Seeing how much she was suffering made him regret doing it tonight. Just as he said, he began to take himself out.

"Ow! Stop!" Han Luo flinched. She was burning down there. When he moved, it was like a blazing fire rubbed against her injured skin.

Mo Yuan paused instantly. He was also having a hard time down there. Once his head was telling him to penetrate her mercilessly; another time, he was thinking of her body.

She was clutching him so tightly that it was painful for him to move. And yet, he was trying his best to take his dick out of her body. However, it seemed no matter what he did, she would wail.

He stroked her head and said in a husky voice, "Ah Luo, let me adjust inside you or it will only hurt you later on."

Han Luo whimpered, "N-no…" She hugged his neck and cried helplessly.

Mo Yuan's heart wrenched seeing her like this. He hated the idea of hurting her. He gently coaxed her, "After your pain reduces, I will take it out, I promise."

Finally, Han Luo's sobbing was reduced. Mo Yuan stayed like a statue without moving an inch. He was afraid of making a single sound. He thought she might break into tears once again if he did.

Mo Yuan lost count of time. Every second felt eternity. He began to imagine that he was being tested and punished because of all his vulgarity for the past few years.

For the first time in his life, he began to think that Karma was watching over them and decided to teach him a lesson for playing with Han Luo's innocence.

When Han Luo stopped crying and calmed down, she relaxed her body. Since she got used to his presence inside her, she wasn't clenching her muscles tightly around him like before. 

By the time she was completely quiet, Mo Yuan had absolutely no clue what to do next. His head was blank for the first time.

Not only that, his muscles had become stiff due to staying in the same position for so long. If he tried to move, he would shake her up deep inside.

A drop of sweat fell from his forehead and dropped on hers. Han Luo blinked. She saw his sorry state. 'He is suffering because of me,' she thought as her heart drowned in guilt.

She knew how much he was being considerate toward her right now. The more he showed how much he cared about her, the more she fell for him.

How can she not? Just how many guys out there would possibly be considerate to their lovers in such a crucial moment?

One's character will be revealed in desperate times.

Mo Yuan tonight showed that his love for her was greater than his needs.

"Ummm… big brother Yuan, I'm sorry," Han Luo seemed apologetic as she continued, "Because of me, you are having a hard time."

"…I… it's nothing. Are you feeling better now?" Mo Yuan quietly asked. He licked away the sweats that formed in the skin over his up lips.

Han Luo pulled him closer and whispered, "I'm ready now. You can move. I can handle the pain."

"Ah Luo…" Mo Yuan was surprised. The way she was crying, he thought that there was no chance for them tonight.

But it's not entirely true…