15. First Night
"The Goddess of Light, Illyana, will surely bless your union as well."
After the nun's congratulations as she watched our wedding ceremony from the side, Selene and I entered the church's guest room, now quite familiar after the past few days. Unlike its plain appearance before, the room had been romantically decorated with flowers and candles.
I carefully closed the door behind us.
"Ahem... well then, now..."
Since this was my first time trying to set the mood, I spoke up first, steadying my trembling heart. But right then, the worry I'd felt earlier when she rejected my kiss came true.
"I'm still not feeling well... I think it would be best if we just slept tonight."
With those words, Selene lay down on the bed first, turning her back to me. That clear signal rejecting our wedding night stirred confusion and a touch of irritation in me. But I suppressed it and approached the bed. Stripping down to just my thin undergarments like I usually did for sleep, I slowly slid onto the bed.
Fuck... what the hell is this scent? It's driving me insane.
The moment I lifted the covers, Selene's intoxicating body fragrance filled my nostrils. My cock, pent up for over two days already, twitched in response.
"Huuu."
I ignored its growing agitation, let out a deep sigh to calm the rising excitement, and settled into the slightly narrow bed. Even then, my dick swelled further, demanding more blood, insisting I use it to punish the insolent bitch who'd dared turn her back on me. To shove it between those huge, unmissable ass cheeks and make vulgar moans spill from Selene's lips. The temptation, striking right at the hot fire in a man's chest, was so sweet... I nearly gave in to impulse, but in the end, I overcame it and closed my eyes.
Now that we'd gone this far and gotten married, holding back was the right call—for a successful first romance, and for a happy marriage life ahead. Things had already started off rocky; pushing too hard now could ruin everything irreparably.
The Portrin Flower antidote flipped the order, but from here on, we should date like normal couples, grow emotionally closer. Besides, force isn't my thing...
The moment Eugene, lying in bed, tossed and turned a few times before starting to breathe evenly and steadily.
Selene's eyes, facing away from him, snapped open.
A moment later, she cautiously turned her head to check on her newly wed husband. Her pupils shook violently.
What? He's really just sleeping? Leaving me like this?
He'd shown reluctance at her initial marriage proposal. And though she'd refused, for her husband to go to sleep first on their wedding night without any effort... Naturally, a suspicion bloomed in Selene's heart. Maybe this man, Eugene, had only fucked her out of necessity for the antidote, and truly felt nothing for her.
Really no interest in me? When I'm this beautiful?
Amid the bewilderment, raw anger and humiliation tangled messily inside her.
"Mmm..."
Eugene tossed again with a low groan. Startled, Selene whipped her head back and turned away once more. Heart pounding, she regulated her breathing softly several times. When no further movement came after the rustle, she assumed he was still deep in sleep.
Thump.
"Hn-"
A thick forearm draped over Selene's slender waist. Soon, Eugene's heavy leg hooked over her thigh. Her eyes flew wide, the subsided heartbeat surging through her body. Conflicting emotions welled up from the depths of her heart.
Of course... No red-blooded man could just sleep peacefully.
A strange satisfaction and pride at how he was slyly clinging to her.
But pretending to sleep while groping me is kinda cowardly, isn't it? If he'd just persuaded me right then when I refused, I could've pretended to give in...
And annoyance toward Eugene, who was trying to ravage her under the excuse of being asleep. As she wrestled with these unresolved feelings, unsure what to do,
"Huu... so soft..."
Another sleepy mumble from behind, and the arm around her waist slid upward smoothly.
Squish♡
Before Selene could react, Eugene's forearm twisted into her plump underboob.
Squeeze.
His groin pressed tight against her ass, something huge and hard pressing firmly into her right cheek.
"Haht!"
Memories of that dizzying night a few days ago sharpened in her mind, a moan slipping from her lips at the thrilling stimulus. She belatedly clamped her hand over her mouth, restoring silence to the room.
But only for a moment.
Grind!
"Nggh-"
Something nearly twice as big as before, thrusting with fiercer intensity, drew another moan from Selene. And not just that—deep in her lower belly, her precious womb quivered. Then Eugene's hand gripped her massive breast, fingers sinking so deep that soft flesh bulged between them.
"Haaah!"
...
Thirty minutes had passed since Selene missed her chance to respond to the assault from behind. In that time, Eugene's right hand had slipped inside her dress and begun kneading his wife's voluptuous tits directly.
Schlick... schlick...
His thick cock naturally burrowed deep between her plump ass cheeks, sliding slowly up and down. As if savoring the springy texture of her ass flesh.
The result? Its enormous size and hardness, searing heat and bulging veins transmitted vividly to Selene at the languid pace. Her lower belly trembled worse over time; her thighs twisted together instinctively as sticky heat welled from her pussy.
And then, fluid seeping from deep inside soaked her panties drop by drop.
After long deliberation, Selene finally realized one truth.
He's not pretending—he's actually asleep?
Eugene, plastered to her back, wasn't toying with her using sleep-talk as a shield. He was doing this unconsciously in his sleep. His breathing, only slightly quickened but still stable, and the quiet heartbeat felt through his back confirmed it.
But Selene had a bigger problem now.
Why does it feel so fucking lewd when he's groping me like this in his sleep...
Teasing her rock-hard nipples with dense, maddening touches. Squeezing her tits with that 2% shortfall of strength that made her think just a bit harder without realizing it. Add his massive rod stimulating her hidden anus and rear pussy deep in her ass crack,
"Nghb- huub-"
Muffled explosions leaked from Selene's lips, biting the blanket. Her overheated body began reacting to Eugene on its own. Pressing her tits deeper into his full grip. Her ass arching back greedily to take his huge, hard cock deeper.
Her reason rebelled precariously, but
What am I doing right now— ahn!
Her body, awakened to pleasure upon losing her virginity, ignored it completely. Chasing the ever stickier, hotter ecstasy.
Then, at some point, Eugene's movements in sleep grew rougher and stronger.
Squelch♡
Clutching her breast like it might burst, he slammed his buried cock between her cheeks. Like a male shaking his hips with all his might right before cumming.
"Heup!"
The recoil made Selene's teeth release the blanket.
"Kghuuut! Haaaaang♡"
As her gag came loose, a moan thick with lust erupted. Eugene's pubic bone slapped flush against her taut ass.
Spurt! Splurt! Spluuurt!
His cock throbbed violently, unleashing a torrent of hot seed. Selene's waist bowed like a bowstring as she squirted her juices wildly.
......
"Haaa... haa haa..."
As the dizzying afterglow of climax faded, Selene's breathing steadied bit by bit. Yet her exhales still carried sticky arousal. A faint satisfaction bloomed on her face as she reflected on what had happened—especially Eugene's hand wringing her tits, his cock plunging between her cheeks. The sheer presence of that thick thing had brought her to orgasm without even penetrating.
"Mmm..."
Eugene, who had quieted after cumming, tossed again.
Schlick! Schlick... schlick...
Shaking his hips slowly, he began thrusting his now rock-hard cock once more.
What, what? Isn't it over?
Selene, unaware that Eugene jerked off at least twice a day normally, was learning her husband's habit firsthand with her body.