Chapter 617
Chapter 617
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 617
Chapter Title: Deneb's Deviation (4)
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1.
At first, he definitely thought something was off.
It made sense—his senses inside her had suddenly shifted to feel just like the Countess Deneb's.
But Si-woo, fooled by Deneb's desperate acting and the exquisite view, simply indulged in the countess's sticky body.
Today's reactions felt so fresh.
The firm squeeze clenching around his cock even as her nipples were pinched.
And the deeper he thrust, the more that taut inner flesh gripped him in perfect harmony—it was more than enough to steal away his reason.
-Clunk! Clunk!
"Ngh... Slurp... Pwah... Smooch..."
He crumpled the countess onto the creaking sofa, like an old train rattling along, pinning her down so she couldn't escape no matter what.
Then he devoured her tongue in a kiss that felt like it would suck it clean out.
Si-woo, lost in ravaging her body, momentarily lifted his torso.
His breath had grown ragged.
"Huh?"
He couldn't help blurting out his bewilderment.
A face lost in ecstasy, lips sweetly melted at the corners, eyes gone all gooey from soaking in pleasure.
Even with her mouth smeared in saliva from their ferocious kissing, she wore no hint of disgust—just the raw expression of a bitch in heat.
And that woman was none other than Deneb Gemernai.
"Haa...! Haaang...! Si-woo... It feels so good... Cum inside... fill me up deep... I'm gonna cum again... Hic...!"
It wasn't just her appearance that had changed.
The voice coquettishly begging for his seed was the Little Mother-in-law's as well.
He felt like he'd been bewitched by a fox spirit.
Why on earth would the Little Mother-in-law suddenly...?
Si-woo tried dazedly to piece together what was happening, but Deneb reached her peak first.
"I'm cumming...! Cumming cumming...! Haaaang...!!!"
Unaware her body had reverted to normal, Deneb savored the flood of orgasmic ecstasy after dozens of climaxes, turning into a puddle of bliss.
Her pussy clamped down viciously at the base like a cigar cutter, refusing to let his cock escape.
The vaginal walls writhed with instinctive contractions and relaxations—over a dozen per second—like a fully automatic onahole.
"What the actual fuck is this shit!!!!!"
And at that exact moment, Albireo kicked the door open.
What her eyes took in upon busting the scene: her younger sister, naked and buried in the sofa, legs wrapped fiercely around her nephew-in-law's back.
Si-woo, equally naked, pinning her down like he meant to devour her whole.
The room reeked of their intense rutting, the air thick and humid with lewd musk.
"Cumming agaaaain...!"
Even hearing Deneb's cry in that split second, Si-woo sensed disaster and hurriedly tried to pull out.
But he couldn't.
Unlike Si-woo, who snapped to reality upon hearing Albireo's shout, Deneb was still deep in her throes.
Amid pleasure that melted her brain, instinct overrode reason—the primal urge of a bitch craving seed.
She locked her legs around Si-woo's waist, yanking him deeper as he tried to flee.
Her multi-orgasming pussy walls were overwhelming for a cock already on the brink.
"Ah... Ah... Come inside... Haaaang...!"
-Spurt! Spuuurt!
In the end, without even moving, Si-woo flooded the depths of Deneb's pussy with cum, throbbing and spurting.
Deneb's pussy twitched in sync with his cock's pulses, easing a smooth, refreshing release.
His whole body shuddered violently, so Albireo, watching from the side, knew exactly what he'd done.
"You... you bastard..."
To Albireo, it looked like her shameless son-in-law, locking eyes with her, brazenly pumping a sloppy creampie into her sister—her own mother-in-law, Deneb.
Albireo felt her rationality snap.
"Hey! Shin Si-woo! Are you out of your fucking mind right now!!!?"
Her lion's roar boomed with such force it hurt the ears.
Her mana, laced with fury, sparked purple lightning wildly, beyond her control.
And there was something the enraged Albireo overlooked.
Si-woo's cock had indeed creampied inside Deneb.
That meant the mana-amplified pleasure—enough to tingle the skin—would pierce straight through Albireo's womb.
"Pull that filthy thing out right nooowww...!"
Albireo had already been holding back her own pleasure.
Forced into a chain of multi-orgasms, and now blindsided by the ejaculation bliss on top of it.
-Drip... Drip drip...
Something fell inside her elegant black dress.
The faint sound of love juices splattering the floor, far exceeding her pantyliner's absorption.
"Haa... Haa... Haaaang..."
Albireo desperately resisted using her anger's power, but her thighs were already slick and sticking together.
This wasn't the time to feel such things—she needed to discipline him properly.
She couldn't show such disgrace.
No room for such corrections; it was pure, unadulterated ecstasy.
"Youuu... Youuu...! Haaaaang...!!!"
"Si-woo! Haaaaang...!!!"
In the end, Albireo couldn't withstand the crashing pleasure and joined Deneb in a duet of moans.
2.
"I'll give you five minutes. Get dressed and come out."
Albireo rose shakily from her spot, legs trembling as she left the room.
The silver lining in this misfortune: Albireo, eyes rolled back and ready to unleash spells, had collapsed from the massive orgasm, regaining a moment of composure.
It was like a wildly careening truck snagged on a speed bump and flipped.
But Si-woo couldn't afford to be optimistic.
No, before that, he couldn't even properly grasp the situation.
"Lady Deneb. What in the world is going on?"
"......"
She had clearly been enjoying sloppy sex with Countess Yesod.
But toward the end, the one who popped up in front of Si-woo wasn't Countess Yesod—it was Deneb.
Having regained his wits after a satisfying ejaculation, Si-woo pieced together the chaos.
But nothing was certain.
Because Deneb, who should explain, refused to talk to him—her face flushed so red it seemed her brain vessels might burst.
She'd occasionally claw at her hair and let out Gaoh-like groans, but wouldn't even meet his eyes.
"Um..."
He couldn't just leave her like this, so he handed her some clothes.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... It's my fault, Si-woo..."
Tears streamed down as she sobbed.
While Deneb calmed a bit, sniffed, and changed, Si-woo reviewed the situation again.
"......"
They'd jumped straight into sex almost the moment he entered the room.
He'd sensed something off, but drunk on her scent, he hadn't considered it seriously.
No, even stone-cold sober, he wouldn't have believed the Little Mother-in-law capable of such antics.
It was hard to imagine her spouting vulgar lines rivaling Countess Yesod's seduction.
He was still dumbfounded now—how much more then?
No escape trick either; no time for them to swap midway.
So probably, the one in the bedroom from the start wasn't Countess Yesod, but the Little Mother-in-law.
His thoughts reached that point, and he recalled what he'd done to her.
Stretching her nipples like toys, slapping her tits against his cheeks, pounding her with mating presses amid sloppy kisses...
Acts faithful to his usual desires tailored to Countess Yesod's tastes...
But he'd done them to Deneb, of all people.
And Deneb had eagerly accepted it all, wildly aroused.
Even now, naked and unable to face each other while dressing, it was hard to believe.
"Haaaaah..."
For the same reason, Deneb wanted to die from the belated shame surging up.
She never imagined her transformation would wear off mid-act.
Caught not just by him, but her sister too.
She dressed in a mood to drown herself if given a plate of water.
3.
No matter how furious she was, they couldn't talk naked.
After giving five minutes and storming out, Albireo was greeted by Countess Yesod, fidgeting anxiously outside.
"You need to explain."
The circumstances screamed accomplice.
Albireo cornered Lucy against the wall and grilled her.
She heard the truth about the whole affair.
"Countess Yesod! You're the worst of all!"
"I'm truly sorry..."
The shocking fact she learned: What she'd assumed was an accident with blame split 2:2:6 among Deneb, Yesod, and Si-woo
was actually a deliberate scheme orchestrated by Deneb and Countess Yesod, with Si-woo merely caught in the crossfire.
Countess Yesod for her research, Deneb for a night with her son-in-law—they'd conspired in the crime.
Thus, Si-woo had done nothing wrong this time either.
Above all, that infuriated Albireo the most.
No matter how displeased or angry she was with him, she was too rational to invent faults where none existed.
"Ha..."
Albireo let out a deep sigh.
The door opened, and out shuffled Deneb and Si-woo, hesitant and awkward.
"It's all my fault. I'm truly sorry, Lady Albireo."
He dropped to his knees before her without excuses.
His head was perfectly positioned for a soccer kick; her thigh twitched with the urge, but she held back desperately.
"Si-woo, go back to the mansion and stay grounded. We'll talk details later."
"Yes? But..."
"Go, Countess Yesod. You too, later."
"Yes..."
Countess Yesod vanished promptly, but Si-woo lingered awkwardly.
He resembled one twin hovering when only the other was to be scolded, trying to take sides.
Deneb nudged his back while fidgeting.
"Si-woo, I'm fine. Go on."
"But Lady Deneb..."
"I'll handle the talking. Go. You didn't do anything wrong."
What utter nonsense.
That was Albireo's honest sentiment.
Didn't this make her the villain?
In the end, Si-woo left like he was chased out, leaving the Gemernai countesses alone.
"......"
"......"
Deneb glanced nervously and bowed her head; Albireo crossed her arms, tapping her elbow with her fingers.
"Sorry, sis."
"Haa..."
Her sincere apology, full of shame, softened Albireo's resolve a layer.
No matter the grave mistake, Deneb was her precious little sister.
"Everyone makes mistakes sometimes."
Albireo wrapped an arm around Deneb's shoulders, patting her back.
Yeah.
First loves were always clumsy, they said.
Even a wise sister could err at times.
Especially if it was something she'd never experienced before.
"But this can't happen again. You know that, right?"
"......"
Deneb nodded silently.
"When you feel sexual pleasure, it links straight to me. Like when we share sensations using magic. I never told you because I didn't want you embarrassed. Even when you do it alone, it all comes through."
Deneb's eyes widened like saucers at the revealed truth.
"From now on, never—absolutely never—get tangled with him like this again. If it's just you alone, I won't say a word."
That was it. Done.
Finally voicing what she'd bottled up brought sweet relief.
It wasn't worth more bickering; time to head back and talk with Countess Yesod.
"Sis."
Deneb called to Albireo.
Over a century together as one—they knew each other's tones intimately.
Albireo could guess her thoughts from how she spoke.
No way.
No freaking way.
"Think carefully before you speak, Deneb."
Albireo glared sternly, hair bristling like an enraged cat's fur.
"Sorry. I don't think I can give him up."
Worst fears confirmed.
Deneb had crossed the line Albireo had yielded as far as possible.