Chapter 6
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: Now I'm a Villager Too - 3
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Chloe's body trembled slightly, embarrassed by the rear-entry position with her butt presented.
Honestly, it's a shameful pose from a woman's perspective. But it drives men absolutely wild.
How arousing this position is.
"I'm putting it in, Chloe."
"H-husband, wait a..."
Chloe, still not mentally prepared, urgently tried to stop me, but despite her pleas, I gripped her hips and slid my cock into her pussy.
"Ngh!!"
"As expected, it's incredible."
The sense of conquest from pounding her in rear-entry was beyond words.
Chloe's slender waist, plump ass, and those full breasts swaying downward.
The fact that it was all mine was more than enough to satisfy me as a man—and as a male.
"Chloe, you're mine! I won't give you to anyone!"
"Hah! Y-yes! I'm yours, husband!"
She'd started out trembling from shame, but as I began thrusting my hips and confessing my passion more fiercely, she took me in fully. My lust blazing hotter by the second, I shouted right in her ear.
"Chloe! Bear my child!"
"Yes! I'll bear it!"
Hearing her answer, I pulled her close from behind and unleashed my seed deep inside her once more.
It was so much that my hips shook.
"Haa... haa... I love you, Chloe."
"Yes... I love you too."
Chloe had climaxed too, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she whispered her love to me.
Yesterday, I'd turned her from a virgin girl into a woman. Today, I'd made her a proper female.
That realization had my male confidence surging.
And with that, our second night came to an end.
After that, we continued our ordinary daily routine.
At dawn, I'd plow the fields. Mornings were for housework with Chloe. Afternoons meant hunting and gathering in the Dark Forest, and occasionally crafting odds and ends with Uncle Tom to prep for winter.
Ah, making fertilizer from monster dung wasn't easy. The smell nearly numbed my sense of smell.
Well, aside from that, there weren't any major changes in my life.
Except for our nightly marital bliss.
"With your mouth?"
"Please."
Every night, I made love to Chloe, and she granted whatever I asked.
And tonight, we were trying fellatio.
Chloe didn't seem burdened by it at all. She accepted my request without hesitation, but she looked more worried about hurting my cock than anything.
"Chuuup... Like this, husband?"
"Yeah, you're doing great, Chloe."
I gave her a thumbs-up in praise, and she seemed to like my reaction. Wanting to make me feel good despite being unfamiliar with it and struggling with my size, she put in real effort.
That sight only stoked my male lust even more.
"Ngh!"
Her small lips and tongue began targeting the head just as I'd shown her.
It felt so good my hips nearly buckled, and in the end, I trembled and shot my load all over her mouth and face.
"It's hot, husband."
"Sorry."
Chloe carefully scooped up the semen on her face and started eating it bit by bit.
There was no need for her to eat it, but she insisted it would be a waste.
"Husband's semen is so fishy."
"You don't have to eat it."
"But that fishiness... it's kinda addictive, somehow."
The virgin bride was gradually learning all about men through me. And I was getting drunk on the conquest of dyeing her in my colors.
"I really love you, Chloe."
"I love you too."
This time, I laid Chloe down and dove right into licking her pussy.
"H-husband, not there..."
"You did it for me, so your husband should return the favor."
She panicked and tried to stop me, but I ignored her and teased her folds with my tongue.
"Hn... It feels so weird!"
Under my tongue's assault, Chloe grabbed my head and came. It was a thought I had every night, but she was surprisingly sensitive and gushed plenty. The bed was soon soaked with her juices.
Ah, and now my mouth was flooded with them too.
"It's sour."
Chloe's love juices tasted like lemon.
"Husband... why'd you eat that?"
"You ate mine. It was pretty good."
I gave her the same honest review she'd given me.
"Uu, don't tease me so much..."
"Haha, I can't help it. It's because you're so cute, Chloe."
I pulled her into a hug and whispered in her ear.
"You drive me crazy."
"Husband..."
We whispered sweet nothings like that before diving into another round of passionate sex.
First, we faced each other, me tormenting her breasts as she panted.
Then, I took her from behind.
The thrill of fully conquering one woman was intoxicating.
Finally, Chloe climbed on top of me.
I didn't even need to guide her—she moved her hips on her own to please me.
"Husbaaand~"
"Yeah, make it good, Chloe."
She licked at my chest to pleasure me, while I nibbled her earlobe to drive her wild.
Three rounds, all ending with me filling her up.
Lately, I'd been thinking it was ramping up.
We used to stop at one. Now three or four was standard, and sometimes even more.
Doing it every day like this meant the bed was on its last legs, and the sheets needed washing daily.
Well, can't be helped. It just proved how great our marriage was.
'Gotta make a new bed when I get the chance.'
The creaking thing could snap any day now.
Sylvia and Chloe.
The mother and daughter were hanging laundry out to dry in a sunny spot.
In the midst of it, Sylvia casually asked her daughter.
"How's your husband at night?"
"Huh?"
"Just curious. He has to perform like a proper man."
"Well..."
Chloe was so flustered by her mother Sylvia's question that she couldn't say a word. She'd never dreamed of having this kind of talk with her elegant, beautiful mom.
Sylvia spoke in a teasing tone to her flustered daughter.
"I hear the noises every night, so he seems pretty solid. But you never really know till you've seen it."
"Y-you heard?!"
"Of course. We're under the same roof. Clia probably heard too."
"Really?"
Seeing her mother nod, Chloe plopped down in shock.
Learning that her mom and little sister had heard every one of her hot nights with her husband made her dizzy with embarrassment.
"I'm so mortified... I could die."
"Still better than doing it right next to your kids, like I had to."
In a simple rural village home, fancy concepts like privacy didn't exist.
Most folks lived in one room to conserve heat, and separate rooms were rare.
Even having a bed for the couple apart from the kids' bed counted as well-off by village standards.
It was only because of Sian's skills that we had this setup. If he'd been an ordinary farmer without talent, I'd have been banging away right next to my mother-in-law and sister-in-law.
"How did you manage, Mom? I've never seen you do it."
"Well, your mom snuck around with your dad when you kids weren't around."
"I see."
From her mother's brief story, Chloe wondered if she should do the same.
She was a shy virgin at heart and didn't want her family overhearing their lovemaking.
"So, how is he? Does your husband love you a lot?"
"Yes."
Chloe blushed as she answered Sylvia's question.
Sian had appealed to her from the start, but she hadn't realized he'd be this good. His skills, his kindness, and what he showed her in bed...
"Really now?"
Seeing her daughter so happy, Sylvia breathed a quiet sigh of relief inside.
The marriage had started on the village chief's recommendation, full of worries, but her daughter's glow made her think it had been the right call.
"When can I expect a grandkid?"
"Soon, probably?"
"Already? Is your husband that impressive?"
"I don't know if he's impressive, but he goes at least five times a day as a baseline... so yeah, soon?"
"F-five times?!"
Sylvia was shocked once by the number, and doubly so that it was every single night.
"Chloe~"
Sian, husband to one and son-in-law to the other, approached the pair. Having finished his own work for the day, he'd come to help Chloe with hers.
'No need to worry about grandkids, then.'
Sylvia smiled happily as she watched her daughter and son-in-law.
"Sylvia."
A limping bald man approached.
Work gets easier the more you do it.
It was natural that hoeing, once exhausting, now felt effortless. Even the monster dung smell starting to feel savory meant I'd adapted.
'Ah, maybe not that last one?'
With today's tasks wrapped up quickly, I went looking for Chloe.
She'd probably be doing laundry by now, so I headed to our usual sunny hillside spot.
"Chloe~"
"Sian? Done already?"
"Of course. I hurried because I missed you."
"You didn't have to... Honestly, husband~"
She greeted me with a bright smile, clearly pleased I'd come.
"Almost done—just wait a sec."
"Let me help."
"No. This is my job. If you take even this, I can't call myself your wife."
"Fine, if you insist. Then just watching you is okay, right?"
"Sure~ As much as you want."
She was so sweet it was like honey dripping off her—even a month into marriage, that honeymoon phase was still going strong.
Just looking at Chloe made me happy.
"Ah, that guy's here again..."
"Who?"
Chloe's expression hardened at the sudden sight of a bald old man in front of her mother Sylvia.
Looking closer, it was the cripple I'd seen at the village chief's place.
"That's Uncle Garom. Ever since Dad died, he shows up every day clinging to Mom about remarrying."
"What? So that old guy's still single at his age?"
"No, he has a wife. And a daughter the same age as Clia."
"Eh?"
Sylvia was stunningly beautiful, as befitted Chloe's mother.
It wasn't for nothing they called her the village's top beauty. I'd already figured plenty of local guys had crushes on her.
And yeah, some dude confessing to the widow was possible. First loves don't fade easy.
But with a wife and daughter already? This guy was just a deranged creep.