Chapter 155: Bright Hickey**
"You hurt me."
She said it with a cute pout, looking up at him with a gaze that made it clear she wasn’t genuinely mad or displeased.
Her eyes were still glassy from earlier tears, her cheeks flushed deep pink, but the corners of her mouth carried the smallest hint of a smile.
The complaint was soft, almost playful—an acknowledgment of the pain rather than a real accusation.
Fredrinn chuckled in response. He leaned down and licked her lips with a casual, slow swipe of his tongue before pulling back just enough to stare at her calmly.
His weight still pinned her to the mattress. Inside her, he remained buried deep, the stretch of her walls around him still tight and fluttering.
"I will hurt you a little more then... Bear with it."
He whispered the words against her ear, voice low and warm.
Then he pulled his hips back slightly, letting most of his length slide free, before shoving them right back in with a firm thrust.
Andrea moaned loudly. The sound was raw, filled with a clear mix of leftover pain and rising pleasure. Her back arched against the mattress in a deep, sexy curve.
Her fingers tightened on whatever part of him she could reach. The sudden fullness forced a sharp breath out of her lungs.
Fredrinn made sure not to go too hard. He pulled back again, slower this time.
A small amount of blood was mixed with her inner juices, acting as an extra lubricant as he shoved forward once more.
The slide became smoother. The wet sound of their bodies meeting filled the quiet space between them.
Andrea shook and trembled under him. Her body jolted with every thrust and every new wave of sensation. She struggled to piece together any coherent words.
All she could do was moan—open, helpless, and increasingly needy—like a little bitch in heat who had finally stopped trying to hold anything back.
Slowly, thrust by thrust, Fredrinn felt her pussy fluttering against his cock. The walls contracted and then released in an uneven rhythm, gradually adjusting to his size.
The pain in her voice began to decrease while the pleasure climbed higher. Each push drew a softer, more broken sound from her throat. Her thighs, which had been rigid with tension, started to loosen and then tighten again for entirely different reasons.
"AHH~ Fuckkkk~ I AH~ Want to~ EAT YOU~!"
Andrea moaned the words loudly and uncontrollably. Her nails dug into his forearm as she dragged his hand closer to her face.
Then, like a little animal acting on pure instinct, she opened her mouth wide and bit down hard onto his forearm.
Her teeth pressed against his skin with everything she had, trying her hardest to leave deep dents or cause him real pain.
Alas, it wasn’t that easy.
Even after using her full force until her jaw began to ache even more, she only managed to leave a shallow bite mark on his forearm.
The skin reddened under her teeth, but nothing more serious appeared. She released him with a frustrated little huff that turned into another moan when he thrust particularly deep.
Fredrinn smiled when he saw the adorable bite mark on his arm. Then he glanced down at her properly.
Eyes closed, tears still dripping from the corners, breasts jiggling with each steady thrust, back arched high off the bed... She had never looked more beautiful to him before.
"That’s a cute bite mark..."
Fredrinn leaned lower, his voice raspy and dry as he kept thrusting inside her without taking a pause.
"But... Now I will teach you how to leave those."
Saying that, he slid one hand under her head and pulled her hair, arching her head backwards so that her neck became much more accessible.
The sudden stretch of her throat made her gasp.
"HNNGH~"
Andrea moaned in open delight, even though she didn’t fully understand why the rough handling felt so good.
The pull on her hair sent sparks down her spine. The exposed line of her neck felt strangely vulnerable and exciting at the same time.
Fredrinn didn’t care about the reason. He slid up along her gorgeous chest, licked a slow path over her slender neck, and then gently nibbled on the skin right above her collarbone.
He had already left her a hickey earlier, but that one had been in a more hidden spot. Now he simply wanted to mark her openly—somewhere anyone could see.
He bit down on her neck, closer to the throat this time. He licked the skin trapped between his teeth while tightening his jaw carefully, making sure the mark would stay for a long time.
The pressure was firm enough to bruise without breaking skin.
"AAH~"
Andrea winced at the sharp pain. Her hand shot out and grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling hard in an attempt to make him ease up.
He could handle that much pain without trouble. Nearly ten full seconds later he finally released her neck, leaving a bright red mark that stood out clearly against her flushed skin—visible even from a distance.
It was a clear mark of possession, and in this apocalypse, where was she going to find the makeup to hide it with?
"I am cumming inside you."
He whispered the words against her ear, then playfully nibbled on her earlobe. The hot brush of his breath made her shiver.
"O-OKAY!"
Andrea replied in a high-pitched, squeaky voice while still tugging at his hair.
She pressed herself further up against him until her large breasts were crushed under his chest.
He could feel her heart hammering wildly beneath the soft flesh.
Fredrinn only smiled and increased his speed slightly. The sharper rhythm made her pull his hair even harder.
Her pussy began to contract and squeeze his cock with growing force. The pressure tightened around him in rhythmic pulses as Andrea hugged him like her life depended on it.
Her legs locked around his waist. Her arms wrapped around his back. Every thrust drove a broken moan out of her.
Although she didn’t say anything out loud, it was clear to Fredrinn that she was also close—and that she wanted to finish at the same time as him.
Thanks to the skill he carried, he didn’t need to worry about impregnating her thus, he abandoned any remaining reservations.
In one hard, final thrust he buried his whole cock inside her fertile folds, driving as deep as her body would allow.
Andrea screamed in pure pleasure when his tip struck the deepest part of her cunt, pressing against her womb. She felt his cock tremble hard inside her.
The veins along the shaft seemed to flare under the tight grip of her walls.
He groaned. She moaned.
Both of them orgasmed at the same time, as if their bodies had been waiting to sync the moment. Thick pulses of cum flooded her insides while her own release fluttered and clenched around him in wave after wave.
Her nails dug into his back. His face stayed buried against her marked neck. For several long seconds neither of them could do anything except ride the shared climax until the intensity finally began to ease.