Cain thrust his lower body rapidly more than a dozen times, finally pushing his cock deep inside her. Their pubic bones pressed tightly together, their pubic hair tangling.
An intense numbness erupted in his glans again, the pleasure of orgasm forcing his semen to gush uncontrollably. A flood of cum was pulled from his balls, all of it shooting deep into Jill's pussy.
One wave, two waves, three waves—he came over a dozen times before stopping. The two back-to-back ejaculations left Cain drained, his body heavy with exhaustion.
Semen was vital essence, after all. Naturally, he'd feel sleepy after releasing so much.
Yet his cock still tingled intermittently, the entire glans numb.
Too satisfied to pull out, Cain kept himself buried inside Jill as he wrapped his arms around her fragrant body and drifted into sleep.
Bang!
A sharp slap jolted Cain awake the next morning. Jill's face was icy, her eyes burning with murderous intent.
"You beast! What did you do?!"
Their bodies were still connected, Cain's length ensuring he remained inside even while soft.
His mind raced.
"I'm sorry, Jill. Last night, I was too impulsive. You're just so beautiful. I told you I was still a virgin, begged you to help me… and you said yes!"
Jill's expression darkened. She clearly didn't believe him, "Bullshit! Get off me!"
"Please, Jill. It's all my fault. I'm an animal, a lust-crazed bastard. I'll take responsibility. Just give me a chance!"
As he spoke, Cain pulled her close, his hands roaming her body.
Trapped in his grip, Jill couldn't move. Worse, she could feel the softness inside her hardening again, fueling her fury—and panic, "No! Out! Get your filthy thing out of me!"
"Jill, I'm sorry. I lost control. I'm a beast. Forgive me."
Even as he apologized, Cain stoked her desire. His cock was fully hard now, his balls heavy with another load ready to burst.
"Stop—ah! Your hands! You animal, let go!" Jill seethed, torn between rage and the urge to kill him for stealing her virginity.
"Jill, I've loved you since I joined R.P.D. I know you look down on guys like me, so I've protected you in secret. Every thug who even thought about touching you? I made them disappear. Any gang that targeted you? Wiped out. No one hurts you. I love you!"
Cain poured out his confession between kisses and caresses. He hadn't been idle—he'd done whatever it took to survive, mingling with the underworld just to scrape by.
Jill's struggles weakened. She stared at him, stunned.
"You… you really took down those gangs for me?"
She'd always despised Cain, disgusted that someone like him could wear the Raccoon City Police badge.
Now, faced with this revelation, she didn't know what to believe. Had it all been for her?
Her body betrayed her, growing slick—not from arousal, but the natural lubrication to ease friction.
Cain noticed the shift. He met her gaze unflinchingly.
"Yes. I love you. I've always protected you. I swear, I'll marry you. Last night was my fault—I was reckless, but I don't regret it. Kill me if you want, but promise me one thing first."
"Wh-what? And stop moving!" Jill gritted her teeth as the throbbing inside her intensified.
"Before you pull the trigger… let me have you one last time. Please."
With that, Cain pinned her beneath him, crushing his lips to hers. His tongue forced its way past her teeth as his hands gripped her waist. One hand slid lower, fingers pressing and circling her clit—a surefire way to stoke a woman's hunger.
Jill's resistance wavered. Whether his words were true or not, she couldn't deny his obsession.
Faced with such desperation, she couldn't bring herself to shoot him. She shoved weakly.
"N-no… we can't—ah! Stop! I forgive you, just—ah! Get off or I'll—!"
"God, you're so tight. Jill, you're perfect. I love you. Just once more. Last night was my first time too. I've never touched a woman before. It's always been you."
Cain panted as he withdrew, her walls clinging to him, the suction tugging at his glans. The sensation made them both shudder.
When he plunged back in, her inner ring scraped his shaft, each thrust sending sparks of pleasure through them.
Jill wasn't faring any better. Every time his cock bottomed out, her words dissolved into gasps. She tried to push him away, but the pleasure sapped her strength, leaving her helpless against the overwhelming ecstasy.
"N-no… ah! Out…!"
"Jill, I love you. You feel incredible. Be mine. I'll treat you right. I want to fuck you every day—!" Cain's hips pistoned faster. Jill's pussy grew wetter, the lewd squelch of their joining filling the air.
Each deep thrust made her tremble, her vision blurring.
Seeing the legendary Jill Valentine, Resident Evil's unshakable heroine reduced to a quivering mess beneath him filled Cain with savage pride.