His innocent wife is a dangerous hacker.-Chapter 492 Demanding ★

Warning: R-18

Leo stilled immediately, his entire body rigid with the effort of control. Seeing the tears, the flush of overwhelmed sensation on her beautiful face, something tender and fierce clenched in his chest. He lowered his head, his breath warm against her damp eyelids. With infinite gentleness, he pressed his lips to each one in turn, kissing away the gathering moisture.

"Shhh, my bunny," he whispered against her skin, his voice a rough, soothing rumble. "My perfect, perfect girl. I’ve got you. Just breathe." He didn’t dare move, holding himself perfectly still, letting her adjust, letting her absorb the incredible feeling of being so completely filled and claimed. His own need was a roaring fire in his veins, but it was nothing compared to the need to care for her in this vulnerable, exquisite moment. Every nerve in his body screamed for motion, but he remained a statue of devotion, his forehead pressed to hers.

"Move..." she whispered, the tightness beginning to melt into a deep, warm ache that craved more.

"Are you sure, bunny?" he asked, his voice strained. He had faced enemies without blinking, but the fear of hurting her, of causing her even a moment of discomfort, gripped him like ice. His entire body was tense.

"Mm-hmm," she breathed, a soft, affirmative sound, her hips giving a tiny, encouraging lift against his.

Leo let out a shuddering breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. With agonizing control, he pulled back, the sensation of her slick, tight heat clinging to him almost undoing him, then pressed forward again in one smooth, deliberate thrust.

"Ah!" Bella cried out, her back arching off the bed, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper.

"Fuck!" he groaned, the word ripped from him as her inner walls convulsed around him in a sudden, delicious spasm. He froze again, his muscles trembling with restraint. "You okay?" he rasped, his brow furrowed with concern, searching her face.

"Mm..." she managed, her nails digging lightly into the sculpted muscles of his back in a silent plea for more.

Reassured, he began to move. He started with shallow, careful withdrawals followed by deep, penetrating strokes, each one measured and slow, allowing her body to stretch and adjust to his size, to learn the rhythm of him. The wet, intimate sound of their joining filled the air between their ragged breaths.

At first, Bella did feel a lingering sting, a sharp reminder of his impressive size. But soon, it began to transform. The pain melted into a strange, wonderful, full feeling. He was so thick, stretching her in ways she’d never known, filling a hollow she hadn’t realized existed.

He felt incredibly hard, yet the heat radiating from him was soothing, a delicious warmth that spread from her core throughout her entire body. He was a solid, thrilling presence inside her, both overwhelming and exactly right.

"You okay?" he murmured again, unable to stop himself from checking, his lips brushing the corner of her mouth.

She turned her head and captured his lips in a soft, reassuring kiss. "I’m okay, hubby."

The term of endearment, spoken in her breathy voice, shattered the last of his hesitation. He answered with a deep, rolling thrust that seated him to the hilt.

"Oh!" she moaned directly into his mouth, the sound swallowed by his kiss.

He gave another, then another, each deep stroke more confident than the last.

And then, the shift happened.

Bella’s face, which had been etched with concentration and fleeting discomfort, began to smooth into an expression of dawning bliss. Her brow unfurrowed, her lips parted on soft, continuous sighs. Leo felt it too-the way her warm, silken walls were no longer just accepting him, but actively clenching around him, rhythmic pulses that gripped and released him like a velvet fist. He could feel her throbbing around his length, a frantic, fluttering heartbeat deep inside her... Clearly pleasure she was beginning to find. It was the most exquisite feedback, telling him without words that he was making her feel good, that she was with him, lost in the same rising tide.

He pressed a searing kiss to the delicate crook of her neck, his teeth grazing the fluttering pulse there before soothing the spot with his tongue. Her hands flew to his shoulders, her nails digging in as he began to move, his thrusts growing deeper, faster, more demanding with each one.

"Ahhh!" Bella cried out, the sound pitching higher as his rhythm intensified. The force of his movements was so powerful now that with every deep drive, the heavy sac beneath his length slapped against her sensitive skin, a lewd, rhythmic percussion that sent shockwaves of pure sensation through her.

Overwhelmed, she bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut.

"Don’t," he growled, his voice a dark, ragged command against her mouth. He captured her bitten lip between his teeth, tugging gently until her teary eyes fluttered open, forced to meet the storm of lust in his gaze.

"Look at me when I fuck you, bunny."

He held her stare, his hips never ceasing their relentless pace. "You like it when I’m inside you?" he demanded, his voice thick. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

She could only nod, her breath coming in broken hitches.

"Words!" he commanded, the syllable a deep, guttural vibration that she felt in her very core.

"Y-yes..." she gasped.

A dark, approving smirk touched his lips. As a reward, his hands, which had been braced beside her, slid down to grip the backs of her thighs, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. He pulled her hips up to meet his next thrust, which was impossibly deep, long, and slow, filling her to the hilt and making her see stars. He held himself there for a heartbeat, letting her feel every inch of him.

"Good girl," he purred, the praise filthy and hot against her ear. "Now, do you like it when I have my way with you like this?" To emphasize his point, he rolled his hips in a slow, grinding circle, a motion so uniquely his-a sensual, torturous corkscrew that rubbed against every sensitive nerve inside her.

"Y..yes," Bella cried out, a strangled sound of pure ecstasy as the pleasure coiled impossibly tight.