Chapter 427
Chapter 427
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 427
Chapter Title: Shared Sensations
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Deneb's chosen position wasn't the beast-like prowl they'd planned.
She was lying completely flat on her stomach, belly pressed flat against the bed.
The nightgown, which had offered next to no protection from the start, was hiked up above her waist, leaving her buttocks fully exposed.
She'd figured this would be less taxing—after all, she was already struggling so much she couldn't properly take him while standing.
Si-woo positioned himself between her outstretched legs, overlapping her long limbs as he lay down on top of her.
Even prone, the swell of Deneb's buttocks cushioned his pelvis like a pillow, providing remarkable stability.
*Plap! Plap! Plap!*
"Ahng! Ah! Ung! Hng!"
Before the rhythmic pounding of his hips—like slamming a pestle into a mortar—Deneb's clenching defenses had already crumbled.
All she could do was grip the bedsheets, endure the shame and humiliation, and try her best to muffle her voice.
"Haeng! Ungit! Hng!"
At first glance, her moans sounded bizarre.
Deneb's voice was a stunning soprano thanks to her magical traits, but her cries were an utter mess—beastly howls would be putting it mildly.
Yet.
That was precisely what made them so intoxicating to a man.
She was failing miserably to stifle them, biting the sheets in desperation, but to no avail.
She'd never once let out a proper moan before, so she had no idea how to control her voice.
The fact that he was pounding away at the pure, innocent virgin Countess Deneb's rear like stamping a seal was enough to shatter any ethical brakes.
That overwhelming arousal infused Si-woo's hips with finesse.
The taut cushion of her buttocks steadied his pelvis amid the fleshy *plap-plap* impacts.
He rode the rhythm, leveraging the bed's luxurious springs—soft as lying on clouds—to fuck his mother-in-law.
*Squish! Squish! Squish!*
"Eut! Heung! Eut! Hing!"
Once Deneb started adapting to the steady motion...
*Thrust—twist!*
A single variation like that...
"Ha-hing...!"
...and Deneb's toes stiffened, her hole clamping down hard on his cock before fluttering wildly.
It kicked off a feverish frenzy: five high-speed contractions and releases per second, a complimentary cock massage service.
"Ah..."
Albireo sat there in a daze, entranced as she watched her little sister Deneb and her prospective son-in-law Si-woo in their lewd frenzy.
His hips grew more aggressive, picking up speed.
Beneath them, Deneb was pinned down, unable to escape, letting out those strange noises.
When it came to raw sensuality and debauchery, this dwarfed the shadowy glimpses she'd stolen from behind the curtain.
It was pure male dominance, devouring Deneb whole.
Each thrust forward mashed her pale, mochi-soft cheeks.
Each pull back revealed the silhouette of his massive shaft violating her filthy hole.
Leaning forward and bearing down, his muscles rippled like a beast's.
Their ragged breaths, intertwined like animals, frosted the glass with milky haze.
"I...! I don't know about this...! Sis... Siiis...! Haa-eut...!"
It was like she'd regressed to her apprentice witch days.
Deneb whined nasally, desperately calling for Albireo—not out of need or something to say, but pure instinct.
Her eyes, fixed on Albireo, held no focus—just swirling, feverish pleasure.
*Squish-squish-squish!*
"Heu... Hng! Heung...! Siiis...!"
Deneb panted on the verge of collapse, then her shoulders began to shudder with hiccuping sobs.
Tears of ecstasy trickled from her melted eyes.
Even Albireo could see exactly how Deneb felt pleasure, her expressions laid bare.
"Ung-eut...!"
Then Deneb's body went rigid, yanking the sheets as if to tear them.
Her moans turned to leaking gasps, and she started thrashing.
"Haaang! Eu-heut...! No...! Wh-what is this...! Something, something... in my belly...!"
Like snapping out of hypnosis, her body flailed before locking up a second time.
No, this wasn't mere stiffness.
"Kuaaaang...!"
Her entire body rippled with convulsions.
Ecstasy so profound it electrocuted her limbs shot through her in waves.
Si-woo pinned her fully now, upper body draped over hers, arms around her neck to restrain her struggles.
Albireo, who would normally intervene, could only stare blankly.
*Twitch!*
"Heut...!"
Because a tingling pleasure jolted from Albireo's buttocks where she sat.
A first for her, but unmistakably sexual pleasure.
Not just from watching something erotic.
Her body was reacting as if physically stimulated.
"This is..."
She'd had hints, really.
Even when Si-woo had teased Deneb with his tongue, she'd felt faint tingles.
But she'd chalked it up to the lewd atmosphere.
No one could deny the sensuality unfolding before her.
But the moment Deneb hit her first climax...
Albireo sensed something was off.
The Jemernais are two as one.
Not metaphor or symbolism—this was literal.
Their efforts to transcend separate bodies had borne fruit.
The Jemernais had long researched magic through 'resonance,' allowing them to sense each other's magical states instantly, even oceans apart.
But it wasn't limited to magic.
Intense emotions or sensations could resonate too.
"No way..."
So this phenomenon was...
"Hng! Hng! Hng! Hng!"
Si-woo gripped Deneb's wrists and began slowly thrusting again.
At the same instant, a hazy sensation pierced Albireo.
Purer pleasure than before, its hue unmistakable.
The link might have solidified from that intense climax.
"Eut!"
Albireo's knees slammed together.
Si-woo and Deneb, lost in their act, didn't notice...
But it was crystal clear now.
Whenever Deneb felt it, Albireo felt it too.
Faint and diluted compared to the original, but the pleasure was transferring.
Neither the Jemernai Countess nor Si-woo had anticipated this.
The family had always been orthodox—no man or woman had ever shared intimacy with them.
And as apprentice witches, true resonance hadn't fully formed.
That lack of data had kept the secret of 'Bluetooth sex' hidden.
*Squelch!*
"Haaaang!"
Si-woo's hips pulled back, then plunged deep, stirring her insides.
A fiercer pleasure flashed before Albireo's eyes.
"Hng!"
She hiccuped in shock.
Her guts churned with dizzying heat.
Weaker than Deneb's, no doubt, but bewildering all the same.
"Um... Si-woo?"
Albireo called out cautiously.
*Squish! Squish! Plap! Plap!*
"Hing! Ang! Aang...! Heugrut...!"
Her voice was a mere mosquito buzz amid Deneb's feral cat-like moans and the wet slaps.
"Again...! Again...! Haaaaang...!"
Deneb's body tumbled over the cliff into another climax, shoved ruthlessly.
Shivers raced up her spine; her rear clenched and rippled around his cock.
Tears streaming, her refined face twisted in meltdown, toes wiggling nonstop, hot sighs spilling—Deneb drowned in ecstasy.
Her rapturous peak.
*Grip—squeeze!*
At her climax's peak, Albireo felt a thick, suffocating bliss choke her breath.
Her idle hole fluttered as if orgasming itself; the black lingerie hidden under her dress soaked helplessly.
"Th-this...!"
Now it was certain.
The transfer intensified each time Deneb truly crested.
Only then did it make sense why her etiquette-perfect sister devolved into such shameless abandon.
A tingling belly, pleasure pouring like a downpour.
And this was just the echo.
*Slam! Slam! Slam!*
"Heut...! Eung...."
"Heeeng! Heuung! Siiiis...! Siiiis...!"
The copulating scene before her and the unwelcome pleasure left even sharp-minded Albireo at a loss.
Deneb could barely resist now, her body limp as his cock impaled her effortlessly.
Her rear—neglected as a vestigial organ even as a witch—had become a sinful pleasure hole gripping him tight, all in a mere hour.
Her hypersensitive nerves now registered every veiny ridge and throb of his pistoning shaft.
And unfortunately, those sensations transmitted vividly to Albireo.
"Huu... Ah... Aah...!"
Her senses were merging with her sister's.
Her wrists felt gripped; profane pleasure bloomed relentlessly in her ass, fogging her mind.
Even the hard press of his pelvis and the precise shape of his cock etched into her awareness.
"Huuuk! Huuk...!"
Oblivious, Si-woo ramped up, readying his release.
His balls swelled fuller than usual, and Deneb's rear sucked greedily like a blowjob.
*Sluuurp! Sluuurp! Sluuurp! Sluuurp!*
"Angit...! Hiiik...! Hwaaaang!"
Her third climax hit at last.
Si-woo pinned her thrashing body firm, scraping his cock against her womb's far wall.
The entrance clenched brutally amid her orgasm, while her depths writhed hungrily for his seed.
Si-woo unleashed thick ropes deep inside her.
*Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!*
"Ah... Aaa...."
Deneb gaped, lost in bliss, body quivering.
"Hng! Hng! Hng!"
As Si-woo stirred to spread his load evenly post-climax, he didn't notice Albireo beside them making odd noises in sync with his cock's twitches.
"Whew. All done."
"......"
"Can I pull out now?"
"......"
From her lack of response, Deneb seemed thoroughly knocked out.
Si-woo withdrew from her slackened, quiet hole.
*Schluuuurp...!*
"Heuuung...!"
The unrelenting mucosa clung greedily to his still-raging erection.
Especially the mushroom head—it refused to let go, as if chomping down.
Twitching and squeezing even now. How could anyone call this anything but vicious?
*Pop!*
"Ahaang!"
Si-woo savored it a moment before pulling out fully.
With a crisp cork-pop, his cock sprang free.
Her once-pink hole now flushed angry red, oozing thick semen in rhythmic spurts.
Those strands draping her macaron-soft cheeks...
Si-woo wiped sweat from his brow and sighed.
Then he felt eyes on him.
This fuck session had an audience: Albireo.
He'd forgotten in his immersion.
"Um... Lady Albireo?"
He'd done exactly as he pleased from midway through—who knew how it looked to her...
Anxious, he turned to her.
She sat prim as a noble lady, but clutching the chair arm white-knuckled.
Her face was beet red.
Well, it was an embarrassing spectacle.
Si-woo snapped to attention.
"...I'll wake Deneb... then we can talk."
As Si-woo waited, at a loss, for her to speak...
Albireo averted her gaze and mumbled.