Subdued by the Demon King: The Ancient Hero's Wives
"Aaaah..."
Kim Da-gyeom's voice cracked with a mix of despair and reluctant ecstasy. She had finally taken another man's penis inside her, the one belonging to her husband Yu Ji-ho.
And she had no choice but to surrender to the overwhelming pleasure, unable to resist it.
Yet she felt one undeniable truth.
The sex with Ji-ho had been intensely pleasurable, but the sensation given by Jae-hyun's cock far exceeded it. This was not even close.
As Jae-hyun pulled out slightly, the thick shaft dragged along her slick walls, then slammed back in deep, grinding against her sensitive spots.
He pulled out slowly, then thrust deep, the wet slap echoing in the air.
"Haaah!"
Kim Da-gyeom arched her back, crying out in ecstasy. She bit her lips hard, unable to fight the pleasure, and her body accepted every wave of bliss from Jae-hyun's cock. She was about to climax in an instant.
Her clear black eyes slowly grew hazy, fogged with pleasure. Jae-hyun withdrew again, then buried himself to the hilt, stirring her insides even hotter.
In the world where the Demon King was male, his cock was the ultimate incubus weapon—one that could turn even the purest virgin into a moaning slut in seconds.
Yu Ji-ho's penis, no matter how skilled, could never match the Demon King's.
And as Kim Da-gyeom crumbled before him, Jae-hyun pulled out once more, then slammed in hard, driving her massive breasts to bounce violently with every thrust. She lifted her head, moaning helplessly.
"Hwaaaah! G-grotesque... this pleasure... haaah... it's my first time..."
Her eyes, now raised toward the ceiling, were completely lost in ecstasy. She muttered to herself, unaware of what she was saying.
"Da-gyeom-ah, what are you saying?"
"Snap out of it!"
"Come back to yourself, Da-gyeom!"
Rachel, Ruina, and Silvia shouted at her, trying to pull her back from the edge. They watched her being taken by another man, their hearts heavy with pity and fear that they might suffer the same fate.
Kim Da-gyeom suddenly realized what she had said.
"Ah... ah..."
Jae-hyun smiled gently as she trembled in confusion.
"Yes, the pleasure is too intense, isn't it? Your husband's cock must have been pathetic, huh? From now on, I'll fuck you every single day and give you this pleasure every day. Kukuk."
His words were directed at her, but he also meant for Yu Ji-ho to hear them from his cell. Ji-ho, trapped inside, raged in fury, feeling the sting of defeat as a man when he heard his wife's words.
"......"
Kim Da-gyeom stared blankly, mind empty. While she was lost in that state, Jae-hyun sent a message to Irene, who smiled silently and nodded in agreement.
He pulled out slowly, then thrust deep, the wet slap echoing in the air.
Even though she had loosened her grip a little compared to before, Irene still held Kim Da-gyeom in a deep M-shape with her legs spread wide. She wrapped the beauty's long, slender white legs around Jae-hyun's waist and locked her own arms around his neck, securing her completely.
With a sweet smile, Irene stepped back slightly, raising her thumb in a playful wink.
"Ah, no... no way..."
Kim Da-gyeom realized her situation and desperately wanted to escape, but resistance was impossible. Pleasure had taken over her body.
She was still bound by the contract. Even though Jae-hyun had stopped smelling her pussy, there was nothing he couldn't do now. Since his cock was buried deep inside her, there was no need to smell anything.
"Hwaaah!"
Jae-hyun's hands moved. One cupped her ass, lifting and supporting her, while the other squeezed and kneaded her breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers.
Kim Da-gyeom moaned involuntarily. Her body still trembled with leftover pleasure. Of course it did—she was still being filled to the brim by his cock.
And what would happen if he moved now? The answer was obvious.
"Here I go."
"Ah, no!"
As Kim Da-gyeom screamed in despair, Jae-hyun pulled out slightly and thrust again.
"Hwaaaah!"
Her hips twisted in ecstasy, and her long black hair flowed like silk as Jae-hyun began a fierce, continuous fuck. Not a quick jab, but a full, deep, rhythmic pounding.
Thrust. Pull. Thrust. Pull. Deeper and deeper, hitting her cervix with every stroke.
"Hwaat, haat, haak! Haaan! Aaaan~"
Kim Da-gyeom tried to hold back the pleasure, but her body surrendered everything. The only mercy was that the body was responding automatically, as if her will had been denied.
Yet she still could not feel nothing. She could not stop trying to resist.
Eventually, she began to sway her hips in time with Jae-hyun's movements. Even while watching her husband, she could not win against the pleasure.
"Haaak!"
Wrapped tightly in Jae-hyun's embrace, Kim Da-gyeom shook her hips violently. When he pinched her nipple, a moan of pure bliss escaped her, and she sank completely into the sea of ecstasy.
Afterward, Jae-hyun looked at her spread lips, then kissed her again. Overwhelmed by pleasure, she obediently moved her lips in response.
They kissed passionately, tongues swirling together as her hips kept rolling.
"Da-gyeom..."
"How can this be..."
"This is insane..."
Rachel, Ruina, and Silvia watched the scene in disbelief. Kim Da-gyeom was in another man's arms, kissing him, swallowing his cock, and shaking her hips like a whore in heat. It was too shocking.
If they asked whether she was a lewd woman, they could not answer. Her body was sensitive, but nothing special compared to their own. Yet here she was, losing herself to pleasure.
The fear that they would become the same was overwhelming.
Deeper kisses, wet and sloppy, as her pussy milked his cock relentlessly.
"Hwaeup...! Hwaeun!"
Kim Da-gyeom moaned into the kiss, pleasure still flooding her.
'Not bad.'
Jae-hyun felt the kiss was quite satisfying. Not as intense as Irene's, but on par with Lin and Estia. Kim Da-gyeom was the second woman he would cherish forever, no matter what.
As Demon King, any woman he liked could never leave him.
He pulled away from the kiss but continued fucking her for nearly ten minutes.
"Haaak, haaah! Incredible... haak! I can't... hold it... haaak!"
Kim Da-gyeom had already forgotten her husband completely, lost only in sex with Jae-hyun.
"Hwaaaah!"
Her hips twisted violently, her whole body shaking as she climaxed.
"Now it's time."
Jae-hyun murmured and walked toward the bed, still buried inside her, thrusting wildly as he carried her. He laid her on the mattress, and she was now straddling him.
But now he stopped moving.
"Move on your own."
"Haaak, yes!"
Jae-hyun's command was short, but Kim Da-gyeom understood immediately. She began riding him frantically, chasing her pleasure.
Her beautiful ass, firm and perky, bounced hypnotically, and her flawless breasts swayed beautifully with every motion.
She had finally surrendered to the pleasure of her own body, no longer aware of who she was.
She only shook her beautiful body for pleasure, let her long black hair flutter, and moaned loudly into her open mouth, confessing her joy.
"Haaak, haat, haaan! It's too good... haaak! Haa, haat, haaak!"
Unable to hold back even a little, she rode him desperately.
Jae-hyun watched her with a mocking smile.
Yu Ji-ho, her husband and the ancient hero, raged inside his cell, watching his wife ride another man's cock on top of him.
But Jae-hyun intended to steal Kim Da-gyeom completely and make her his own woman. She was too precious for a loser like Ji-ho to keep.
"Hehe, shaking your hips like this. You're pretty good, huh?"
"Haaak, yes! Deeper! Harder!"
Kim Da-gyeom was no longer herself. She was a pleasure slave who could only think of sex. If she regained her senses, she would cry and hate herself.
To prepare for that moment, Jae-hyun would use the training he had prepared.
"First, let's give the other girls a taste."
Feeling a bit sorry for Rachel, Ruina, and Silvia—who were relatively neglected because he loved Kim Da-gyeom most—he decided to give them the training he had prepared for her.
"Irene, Lin, Estia. Begin."
"Yes."
Irene, Lin, and Estia moved in front of Rachel, Ruina, and Silvia, who were watching Kim Da-gyeom's lewd display in a daze.