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Jerald rose above her, his gaze locked onto the woman beneath him. Internally, he cursed himself in various languages for losing control and causing her pain.

Throughout his life, he and his twin had been known for their unwavering self-control. He despised himself for hurting this kind and selfless woman beneath him.

"I'm fine, truly. It's just a slight discomfort," she hurriedly reassured him, offering a small smile through her tears when she saw the self-loathing and anguish on his face.

She wasn't fine, but Jerald didn't argue with her.

His eyes returned to hers. "I know," he replied gently.

His hand moved tenderly between her trembling thighs, still intimately connected, and she caught his wrist, wincing in discomfort.

"Shhh," he whispered, disregarding her protests as he began to stimulate her again, lowering his head to take one rosy nipple into his mouth.

"Ow...!" she cried out, shocked by the unexpected burst of pleasure. Her wide eyes sought his, her mouth openin