After Rebirth, The Strongest Beasts Are Obsessed With Me

Chapter 3 Heat Cycle

　　Elena froze, quickly realizing the situation. She had successfully soothed him, but Ares was unexpectedly entering his heat cycle. If she didn't act, he could die, and failure would erase her.

　　She had no choice.

　　Males in heat could only find relief through mating with a female.

　　Marking would completely restore the male's sanity, but it required the female's mental power to entwine with the male's during intercourse, releasing all his turbulent mental power.

　　Elena's gaze swept over Ares's massive form, towering and frighteningly powerful, and her throat went dry. She swallowed hard and drew a trembling breath before kissing Ares back.

　　Ares sensed her initiative. He deepened the kiss, his tongue forcefully parting her teeth and tangling with hers in raw hunger. His scorching breath fanned across her face, the mint scent intoxicating her senses.

　　Ares trailed kisses from her mouth to her neck, teeth scraping against her skin. Since he had been in his beast form earlier, he remained completely naked. Elena could feel his rock-hard c**k pressing urgently against her private part.

　　His shaft was large and burning hot. As he moved, it brushed against her folds, sending waves of tingling pleasure through her body that made her knees weak. She could feel herself growing wet, though she knew that minimal moisture would never be enough to accommodate his thick length.

　　Ares pinned her beneath him, completely out of control. Every muscle in his body was rigid, his skin burning with fever. His huge c**k pressed against her entrance.

　　No. This body is still a virgin.

　　Elena managed this clear thought despite his suffocating kisses. She needed to make him release some tension first, and she needed to... prepare herself.

　　While he buried his face in her neck, licking and biting, Elena reached down with trembling hands. She touched his solid abdomen, then grasped his hot, hard length. Ares immediately let out a satisfied, urgent growl from deep in his throat, thrusting forward into her touch.

　　His c**k was fully exposed before her eyes now, its tip glistening and wet. A powerful male scent filled her nostrils.

　　No time for hesitation or embarrassment. Elena took a breath, lowered her head, and took his tip into her mouth.

　　"Mmph..."

　　Too big. The head stretched her mouth open, pressing down on her tongue as it pushed deeper. She could only take half before her jaw ached unbearably. She worked diligently on what she could manage, swirling her tongue around the tip and sucking hard at the small opening.

　　Above her, Ares's breathing grew heavy with pleasure.

　　But it wasn't enough. A large hand suddenly gripped her hair, forcing her head down!

　　"Gah! Ngh..." His cockhead slammed into the back of her throat.

　　Elena instantly couldn't breathe. Tears sprang to her eyes as all sounds were choked off. Her throat constricted around the intrusion by reflex, squeezing him tighter. This sensation clearly drove Ares wild—he bucked his hips, beginning to thrust into her mouth.

　　Elena could only make muffled whimpers as he used her.

　　Just as her vision started getting spotty, Ares seemed to remember "don't break her yet" and pulled out. Sticky fluid connected to the corner of her mouth as he growled hoarsely, "Open."

　　Elena tilted her face up, opening her swollen lips. Ares stroked his veiny c**k rapidly with his hand. After a few quick pumps, thick streams of c*m shot onto her face and into her waiting mouth.

　　The sight of Elena like this seemed to greatly please Ares's primal side.

　　He growled, pulling her up from the ground and holding her tightly against him, his large hands massaging her numb knees. But this moment of "tenderness" lasted only a second. In the next, he laid her down on the fur-covered floor and tore off what remained of her clothing.

　　Elena knew the Ares before her now had only "penetration" and "release" in mind—foreplay wasn't an option.

　　While he buried his face against her chest, greedily sucking and biting her hardened n****e while his hand roughly kneaded her other breast, Elena slid her hand between her legs.

　　She was already soaking wet. She carefully put one finger into her tight entrance.

　　It hurt a little, but the deeper sensation of emptiness and craving overwhelmed the discomfort. She gently moved her finger, trying to relax while searching for spots that would make her wetter. Soon, more slick arousal flowed out, coating her fingers.

　　That should help...

　　She thought as she withdrew her hand.

　　Ares's desire clearly hadn't been satisfied by the oral release—his c**k stood just as hard, perhaps even more erect than before.

　　He spread her legs and positioned his tip against her slick wet p***y.

　　No pause, no asking permission.

　　With one powerful thrust, Ares drove inside, using brute strength and the little wetness she'd managed to make!

　　"AHHH!" Tearing pain instantly shot through her entire body.

　　Elena screamed, her nails digging deep into Ares's back.

　　So hot! So painful!

　　Being filled by that wild, rock-hard c**k—the burning heat and rough stretching made her body shake uncontrollably.

　　Ares panted heavily, clearly uncomfortable.

　　Entry was difficult; she was too tight.

　　Elena's instinctive contraction from pain only squeezed him tighter, causing both to groan in discomfort.

　　The wild Ares didn't understand why getting inside was so hard. He growled in frustration but started thrusting roughly with the little progress he'd made.

　　Each thrust brought new pain, making her lower stomach hurt badly. Sometimes, his thick head would brush a certain spot inside her, sending sharp electric jolts through her body, but these were quickly overwhelmed by more intense pain.

　　After what felt like forever, with all the friction and pressure, Elena felt herself getting wetter—her own arousal mixed with what might be blood from the rubbing.

　　She endured the pain and glanced down. What she saw made her scalp tingle: his massive shaft was buried inside her, stretching her delicate opening to a pale white. The tender flesh was pulled out and pushed back in with each thrust. A shocking length remained outside, the purple-red stem coated with their mixed fluids, his sack below swollen like a sandbag.

　　Watching herself being taken, the visual intensified the physical sensation. It still hurt, but a strange excitement of being completely filled and possessed emerged from deep within her. Involuntarily, she tightened her p***y, her inner walls starting to eagerly grip his enormous member as more wetness flowed.

　　Ares immediately felt the change. A satisfied growl rumbled in his throat as he suddenly increased his pace, each thrust more powerful than the last, drilling deep inside her.

　　Elena bit her lip, attempting to hold back her moans, but it was impossible. An intense spasm of mingled pain and extreme pleasure washed over her. Her vision went white as her core convulsed uncontrollably, releasing a flood of wetness that soaked the fur beneath them.

　　She was stunned to realize she had climaxed from such brutal s*x.