NOVEL Monsters Wag Their Tails Only at Me Chapter 177
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Varen spread my hips wide with both hands. Then, very, very slowly, he lowered my body.

My already exhausted body had gone slack, even the muscles loosened, and my inner walls—thoroughly soaked with the dragon’s fluid—opened smoothly for him.

It had been a long time since he’d entered me, since his rut. But contrary to my worries, my body accepted something that was practically a weapon with unsettling ease.

“Ah... Ceryl, it’s almost all the way in....”

“Kh—ngh... s-stop, ngh....”

Without even thrusting, just pushing in with force alone, he quickly reached the deepest part inside me. Then he began forcing his way further into the tightly closed end.

My body remembered what kind of pain and pleasure lay beyond that point. I hurriedly pushed myself up, shaking my head.

“S-stop, ngh, you... no more, don’t...!”

My reason had long since disappeared. I could barely form words through my sobbing. Tears streamed down endlessly, my swollen eyes struggling even to stay open.

Through my blurred vision, I saw Varen. The faint smile on his half-lidded face made irritation surge up in my chest.

“Why not? Ceryl, let me put it in.”

“Ngh... no... I said, no...!”

“You let me last time. I want to go all the way in.”

“Ngh... my stomach, it hurts... I’m telling you, it hurts...!”

At my childish whining tone, Varen let out a laugh. Even the slight movement of his body as he laughed sent pain through my already full abdomen.

When I clenched my teeth and twisted my face, he finally seemed to realize something was wrong. His expression stiffened as he examined me.

His large hand moved over my upper body, then carefully pressed the spot I had said hurt. Heat seemed to sizzle from his palm as it covered my lower abdomen completely.

“Ceryl, does it really hurt? Here... is it this—”

He cut himself off, freezing completely. His gaze dropped to the back of his own hand.

For some reason, a wave of misery welled up in me, and I sniffled as I spoke.

“It’s too big... damn it... even now, it still... hurts....”

Even at my words, Varen didn’t respond. He only kept staring, pressing his palm firmly against my lower abdomen.

With him already filling me completely from inside, and now pressing from the outside, everything inside tightened painfully. My shoulders hunched automatically, and only pained groans escaped me.

After a long moment, Varen finally let out a breath.

“...Huh.”

Despite the throbbing pain, curiosity stirred at his reaction.

When I looked down, he moved his hand away as if to show me. And I immediately understood why he had gone blank.

“W-what... is this...?”

The sight was shocking. My lower abdomen, which should have been flat, was bulging outward. It wasn’t fat—it was a blunt protrusion right in the center, rising up to around my navel.

It wasn’t hard to guess what was pushing against my insides. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

When I first saw Varen’s, I thought it was impossible for a human body to handle. Seeing it so clearly now only made me feel more overwhelmed.

“Hngh... h-hey... ngh, take it out....”

Could this even be called sex? Sure, it was overwhelmingly intense—pleasurable to the point of madness—but—

Seeing my distended stomach, fear hit me first. I shook my head, grabbing Varen’s hair.

“Take it out—take it out... you bastard...!”

“...Now?”

“My stomach... something’s wrong....”

No matter how many times I repeated myself, Varen only stared blankly, still dazed.

At this rate, it felt like something inside me would really break. Since he didn’t look like he was going to pull out, I grabbed his shoulders tightly, trying to free myself.

My body, already drained after one climax and thoroughly handled by him, trembled weakly. And what filled me so completely wouldn’t come out easily, as if glued in place.

I relaxed my hips as much as I could and tightened my thighs. Moving as slowly as possible, I managed to lift my upper body.

Then I pushed, doing my best to expel him.

But because it was so slow, I could feel every detail—the shape of the head dragging along my inner walls, painfully vivid. The overwhelming sensation shot up my spine, and my strength gave out. I collapsed again.

“Hah... h-hey... ngh, Varen, please....”

Even as I sobbed and begged, Varen didn’t move a single finger.

Left with no choice, I tried again—lifting myself, only to collapse as that sensitive spot was struck. I pushed up again, but the trembling at the entrance made my strength give out.

Damn dragon. The thickness alone was overwhelming, and the length—no matter how upright I raised my body, even with my thighs nearly vertical, I couldn’t pull him out completely.

“Haa... Ceryl....”

Then I heard Varen’s voice, strained as if he were forcibly suppressing his arousal.

Through tearful eyes, I looked down and saw his broad shoulders flushed red.

With one hand covering his mouth, he stared fixedly at where we were joined.

“...Keep going.”

I wanted to bite those irritating lips, but my body—already conditioned—obediently followed his words.

The more I moved, the clearer the sensations inside became. I could feel exactly where his shaft was thickest, the shape of the throbbing veins, every part of my inner walls swollen with arousal.

As I repeated the motion, my throat filled with a mix of sobs and moans. No matter how I moved, what filled me struck that point.

Gradually, the fear that something might go wrong inside me began to fade.

Unintentionally, I rode him, repeating the motion on my own, and my eyes slowly slipped shut. From my parted lips, only broken, strained sounds spilled out.

How many times had I moved? Strength drained from my limbs. Lifting my body grew slower, while sinking back down became instant.

“Hah... ngh... ah—ngh!”

At last, my body dropped with a heavy thud.

At that moment, I felt the tip deep inside twitching at the very deepest point.

I couldn’t do it anymore. My stamina, the sensation—none of it was something I could control.

No matter how irritating or frustrating he was, the only one I could rely on now was Varen.

“Ngh... Varen, you... you do it....”

“......”

“I... can’t anymore....”

Until then, Varen had been holding his breath, covering his mouth.

In his blue eyes, overwhelming desire and concern for me swirled together.

Thinking that wouldn’t be enough, I grew desperate. I knocked his hand away and pressed my lips firmly against his.

“Hah... hurry... you do it....”

At that, his previously stiff face twisted violently.

Like a grenade with its pin pulled, he exploded.

Wrapping both my thighs and upper body in his arms at once, Varen shot up from the bed. I let out a sharp cry, clinging tightly to his neck.

“Ah—! Ngh—!”

“Ceryl... I’m sorry. I can’t... hold back.”

Holding me suspended in the air, he thrust his hips up roughly. Driving into me from above, the force of my own weight made the penetration impossibly deep.

My tearful pleas for him to stop vanished instantly.

“I wasn’t going to go this far... ngh, damn it....”

“Ah—ngh! Ngh—!”

“Ceryl, look at me. Look at my eyes.”

I clung to him desperately, trying to stop it from going any deeper, but it was useless. Pain and pleasure sparked through me in alternating bursts.

I grabbed his hair like reins, but I couldn’t control the direction or the pace. Suspended in the air, my body was only tossed around by his movements.

Tears I thought had run dry began streaming again. Even biting down hard couldn’t stop the moans and saliva slipping out.

“I wanted to keep doing this with you. Every time I saw you, every time you touched me... haa, I wanted to be connected to you....”

Varen never took his eyes off my ruined face. Even though I must have looked a mess, his gaze dripped with adoration.

Then he shifted his movement—changing from vertical thrusts to a forward-and-back motion, altering the angle.

Supporting my hips firmly in both hands, he began to move me like a swing.

The change from vertical to horizontal drove into a new sensitive spot. I threw my head back, mouth wide open, crying out like a scream.

“Ah—! Ah, haa—!”

“Ah, Ceryl... you look like you feel so good....”

“No—ah! This—this isn’t—Varen, ngh!”

Even as I was shaken helplessly by his movements, our eyes met for a brief moment. Through my tear-blurred vision, I saw his face, completely lost in pleasure.

In that instant, everything that had been building past its limit overflowed.

The urge hit—sharp and unstoppable—and I came before I could even try to hold it back.

“Ahh—! Hah... haaah...!”

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