Chapter 2 Surrendering Her Virginity

• Luna’s body tingled as the man’s fingers traced her bare shoulders. His husky whisper sent shivers down her spine. She swallowed hard, her throat tight and dry, her tongue too numb to utter a word. His touch made her insides twist and turn, as if every part of her was fighting against the sensations.
• The man kissed her shoulders gently. “Relax, Luna. I’ll make your first time unforgettable.”
• Luna’s face was pale and tense as she watched his hands move boldly to her breasts. His touch sent electric shocks through her body. She winced, a soft moan escaping her lips.
• Effortlessly, the man pulled off Luna’s dress and tossed it aside. His eyes glittered as he took in her body, now clad only in a black G-string—so sexy and tempting!
• Luna covered her breasts, now the center of his attention. Her body trembled with fear. She wanted to cry, but she fought to keep her tears from falling.
• “Move your hands. Your body belongs to me now, Luna.” He pried her hands away from her chest.
• Luna surrendered, turning her face away as he stared hungrily at her firm, full breasts. Her delicate chest and rosy nipples made it impossible for him to resist.
• “Fuck, you’re definitely worth the price. You have a beautiful body, Luna.” He stroked her nipple.
• “Ah!” A soft gasp escaped Luna’s lips. She bit her lower lip, trying to stifle her moans.
• The man lowered his head, taking her nipple into his mouth and sucking it roughly, like a starving baby. Luna’s chest arched forward as he devoured her nipple. His tongue flicked the tip, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. He loved to tease her before taking things further, and now he gave her nipple a playful little bite.
• “Ah!” Luna cried out in pain.
• She moaned uncontrollably, unable to hold back as she watched the man who’d bought her lavish attention on her breasts. Her womanhood throbbed from his intense caresses. Moans and whimpers escaped her lips, only making him more wild and passionate.
• He released her breast and looked at her flushed face. “You like it, don’t you?” he whispered.
• Luna’s cheeks burned at his words. Damn it, her body was responding to every touch. She knew there was no way to resist.
• The man began to undress in front of her, tossing his shirt aside. Luna squirmed nervously. She could see his muscular body, the tattoos enhancing his already impressive physique.
• He lifted Luna and laid her on the bed. He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants, dropping them to the floor. As his pants came off, Luna’s face paled with panic—she could see the outline of his manhood, huge and hard beneath his underwear.
• Even with his underwear still on, Luna imagined it must be enormous, long, and hard. Oh God! She was terrified!
• Luna scooted backward until she hit the headboard. Her eyes pleaded with him, begging for mercy.
• “S-sir… please, don’t…” Luna begged.
• He ignored her plea. He grabbed her legs roughly, pulled off her G-string, and crushed his lips against hers while his fingers explored her most sensitive spot. Luna’s body trembled as his fingers played with her.
• “Ah…” Luna moaned, closing her eyes as pleasure washed over her.
• “See? You like it. I know you do,” he whispered hoarsely against her lips.
• Luna shook her head, looking at him with pleading eyes, but she no longer had the strength to resist.
• He removed his underwear. Luna squeezed her eyes shut as he revealed himself. Yes, she saw his manhood, standing tall and thick—it made her shudder with fear.
• He pinned her down, kissing her fiercely and whispering, “Close your eyes. But after this, I’ll make you open them wide—and even make you scream.”
• He spread Luna’s legs wide—and thrust himself inside her in one rough motion. Luna’s eyes widened as she let out a scream.
• “Ah!” Luna cried out as he entered her roughly. She felt as if her lower body was being torn apart. Her cries were a mix of pain and shock.
• The man grinned at her screams. Without mercy, he pounded into her with a hard, wild rhythm, ignoring her cries of pain.
• Tears streamed from the corners of Luna’s eyes. She clung to his strong back, unable to fight any longer. She surrendered beneath the man who’d bought her virginity.
• “Ah—” Luna clung tighter to his back as the pain began to give way to pleasure. Though the pain lingered, she couldn’t deny the overwhelming pleasure she felt.
• “Fuck, Luna! You’re so tight!” he growled, enjoying the sensation. He continued thrusting, starting slow, then building to a fierce pace—until Luna was screaming again.
• ***
• Draco sipped his wine on the hotel balcony. His gaze drifted to Luna, lying exhausted on the bed. He was sure she was feeling the aftermath of what he’d done.
• His phone rang. Draco checked the screen—his assistant was calling. He was reluctant to answer, but he knew there was unfinished business. He picked up.
• “What is it?” Draco asked coldly.
• “Sir Draco, sorry to disturb you. I just wanted to remind you that tomorrow at ten in the morning, you need to hand over the girl you bought. The deadline is until ten,” his assistant said.
• “I refuse. The girl stays with me until I’m bored.”
• “B-but, sir… you can’t do that. The organizers—”
• “To hell with their rules! You handle it! I don’t like being told what to do! Offer them another million dollars! If they refuse, they’ll have to deal with me!”
• “B-but, sir… isn’t your mission finished?”
• “Not completely! My mission will continue until I’ve truly defeated that old man! Enough talk! Just do as I say!”
• Draco hung up. He walked over to Luna, who was still asleep. Draco Riordan—the handsome man—had a special reason for attending the auction, a mission that had led him to this innocent girl. He sat on the edge of the bed, watching Luna stir as if she was dreaming. The blanket had slipped, revealing her full breasts—making Draco eager to taste them again.
• He leaned down and sucked on her nipples, alternating between them. Luna woke with a start, surprised and trying to pull away as the man who’d bought her resumed his attentions.
• “S-sir—” With swollen eyes, Luna looked at Draco pleadingly.
• Draco ignored her pitiful expression. He pulled off the blanket, pinned her down, and crushed his lips to hers. “I want you. Open your legs wide, Luna,” he commanded, leaving no room for refusal.
• Luna shook her head firmly, her eyes red from unshed tears. But it was useless—Draco didn’t care about her pleading gaze.
• “You’re a naughty girl, Luna. You dare to disobey me,” Draco whispered, growing annoyed.
• Luna sobbed. “S-sir, I-I beg you, ple—”
• Luna screamed as Draco thrust himself inside her again. Without a shred of mercy, he pounded into her with a hard, wild rhythm.
• “Does it hurt?” Draco whispered against her lips.
• Luna nodded and sobbed. “I-it hurts…”
• Draco chuckled lowly. “You want me to go slow, huh?”
• Luna nodded again, tears still streaming.
• “Beg me,” Draco whispered.
• Luna bit her lower lip and said, “P-please… go slow.”
• Draco smiled triumphantly. The next moment, he kissed her gently—and began to move inside her slowly, just as she’d asked.
• The pain gradually gave way to pleasure. Luna’s tears dried up. She clung tightly to Draco’s back—surrendering as he took her again. No matter how hard she fought, Luna knew she had already lost.