The Ancient Hero's Wife, Now Kim Jae-hyun's Possession
Kim Da-gyeom, her womb flooded full with Jae-hyun's seed, lay cradled in his arms, still kissing him, still far from recovering her senses.
Jae-hyun rolled onto his side on the bed, pulled her close, and sucked at her lips while freely kneading her breasts and ass. Kim Da-gyeom offered not the slightest resistance to his hands. The only response she gave was a soft moan and a faint, pleasure-shaken tremor each time he worked her chest and hips at once.
After a while he broke the kiss and simply caressed her, giving her time to settle from the pleasure still flooding her body. She remained nestled against him; he made no move to push her away, idly stroking her bare skin as he waited, unhurried, for her mind to return.
He had wanted her because she was the wife of Yu Ji-ho, the ancient hero—but even without that, he found himself thoroughly taken with the woman called Kim Da-gyeom herself. Holding her naked body, breathing her scent this close, admiring her beautiful face, his cock still buried inside her while he fondled her breasts and ass—simply passing the time like this was a pleasure of its own.
"Haa… haa…"
The aftershocks of climax refused to fade. Kim Da-gyeom kept moaning, spilling sweet, feverish breaths. Bit by bit, though, her breathing steadied. Clarity began to seep back into eyes that had gone hazy, and the light of awareness returned.
"Ah… ah…"
At last she came fully to herself—and with that clarity came the crushing recognition of everything she had just done.
Even with her husband Ji-ho watching, she had nestled in another man's arms and kissed him. When his cock had driven into her she had rolled her hips eagerly to meet it. In the end she had straddled him and worked her waist with desperate enthusiasm, taking his seed straight into her womb, lost in ecstasy as she came. Afterward she had kissed him hotly of her own accord—and even now she lay naked in his embrace.
"Ah… aaaaah!!!"
Kim Da-gyeom screamed.
"No… no… sob… it isn't true…"
Tears spilled as she began to deny reality. Guilt crashed over her—she had betrayed Ji-ho, the husband she loved. First she had betrayed him for the sake of her chastity; then, having already sold that chastity, she had betrayed him again with both body and heart. The double weight of it was unbearable, so she fled into denial.
Jae-hyun had no intention of letting her escape so quietly into guilt and self-delusion.
"You think denying reality and running from it is the end of it?"
He whispered the words against her ear. She was still locked in his arms. His cock still filled her cunt to the brim. Her womb was already packed with his cum. And both of his hands still gripped her breast and ass.
Kim Da-gyeom wanted to resist somehow, but the contract bound her—she could neither thrash freely nor suppress the pleasure.
Right. I couldn't hold back the pleasure, so it turned out like this. I wanted to fight back, but I couldn't, so I was forced into it. That's all.
She tried to rationalize her situation that way, to lighten the guilt. But even that attempt was something Jae-hyun had already accounted for in his plans.
"Then I suppose it's time to dissolve the contract. There's no need for you to feel every spark of pleasure so vividly and obediently. If you want to endure it, endure it. If you want to resist, resist. But that only happens if you agree to end the contract. So what will it be? Agree and go free—or keep using it as an excuse to take whatever I give you?"
He would not even allow her the comfort of her own rationalizations.
"Hhk…"
Kim Da-gyeom hesitated. Then she understood: if she stayed silent now, it would be no different from truly betraying Ji-ho. Being unable to resist pleasure or fight back because of a contract was one thing. Choosing to abandon resistance and self-control when she was free to use them was something else entirely.
"I'll… hnn… dissolve the contract. Hhhk!"
The instant the words left her mouth she had to choke back a moan. The hand that had been kneading her breast pinched and tugged her pink nipple hard.
Still, Kim Da-gyeom sealed her lips and managed, somehow, to smother most of the sound. A little slipped through, but unlike before she was clearly fighting the pleasure, resisting it.
She could feel that the contract had ended—yet she found no relief. Because Jae-hyun immediately covered her mouth with his own and kissed her again.
"Mmph! Mmph!"
She thrashed and twisted her head from side to side, trying to break free. Jae-hyun simply slid the hand gripping her ass up to the small of her back and crushed her tight against his chest, while the hand on her breast moved to the back of her skull and pinned her head so she could not turn away.
Slurp…
"Nngh! Mmph!"
The sensation of her lips being sucked, of his tongue licking across her teeth, sent shudders racing through her. She flailed with everything she had—a desperate, full-strength struggle now that her body was free.
Jae-hyun merely rolled, still holding her. The shift dumped her onto her back on the mattress with him on top of her, pinning her down.
"Mmph!"
Crushed beneath his weight, resistance became far harder than before, and escaping him nearly impossible. And he was not finished.
"Hwaah!"
The moment he broke the kiss and her freed lips parted to drag in air—
Thrust!
"Hyaaaaah!"
His cock pulled halfway out and slammed deep again. A jolt of pleasure so fierce it fogged her mind ripped through her; her hips twisted and she came on the spot.
It was not the largest climax she had known, but there was no denying the full-body tremor it left behind.
"Heh heh heh. Good girl, coming so nicely. You really are the kind of bitch who only settles down once she's being fucked like this."
Kim Da-gyeom could not answer. Pleasure still radiated through every inch of her.
"Hnn… haah…"
Even so, now that she could fight to clear her head and master the sensation, she recovered faster than before. She looked up at Jae-hyun with eyes full of fear—and, somewhere beneath it, a raw, contradictory hunger.
Terror of the man corrupting her, because she could not bring herself to betray Ji-ho—and a desperate craving for the pleasure that same man gave her. Both lived in her at once.
"Hmm. Truly beautiful."
Jae-hyun studied her lovely face up close, then stroked her cheek with the hand that had been pinning her head. Her skin felt exquisite. Her face was genuinely stunning.
More than that, the structure of her features was distinctly East Asian—unlike the other women—and she was from the Republic of Korea on Earth, the homeland where he himself had been born. That alone made her all the more appealing. He made no effort to hide how thoroughly he liked her, displaying it right in front of her eyes.
Unlike earlier, this open admiration after they had already fucked made Kim Da-gyeom's heart race without her even realizing it.
"Ah…"
She startled violently at the sensation. Recognizing what she had felt, she wondered if she had gone mad—then tried to dismiss it as a mistake and move on.
Jae-hyun leaned in and whispered to her.
"My cum is already in your womb, working to get you pregnant. In ten days you'll be giving birth to my child. Tell me how many you'd like. How about seven at once? Heh heh."
The color drained from Kim Da-gyeom's face as she begged.
"N-no! Please pull out. Hurry… you have to get it out…"
Panic had stripped her of composure. The knowledge that the seed flooding her womb would impregnate her had plunged her into pure terror. Jae-hyun spoke calmly into that fear.
"Even if I pull my cock out of your cunt, it won't matter. I've already adjusted things so the cum won't leave a three-centimeter range from the deepest part of your hole. No matter what you try, you won't be able to get it out."
"Th-that's…"
Despair twisted her features. Fresh tears welled at the corners of her eyes. She had cried so many times already that her tear ducts were nearly dry.
Then Jae-hyun whispered again.
"There is a way to avoid getting pregnant from the cum that's in you now, though."
"What is it?"
She snapped at the bait instantly. Jae-hyun smiled inwardly and reeled her in.
"If you carry out my orders from this moment on without a single mistake—perfectly—I'll make sure you don't get pregnant. Heh heh. Or you can give birth to seven or twelve twins in ten days. The choice is yours."
"Hhk… I'll do it. If it's something I can do… haa… I'll do anything."
Even after already falling into one of his contracts, Kim Da-gyeom swallowed the new bait whole. She had convinced herself things could not get any worse.
"Heh heh. Good. Then the deal is struck. First I need to take some pictures of you, so I'll have to pull this out."
At last his cock slid free of her cunt. The friction against her inner walls wrung a soft moan from her; she turned her face slightly aside. Emptiness followed the withdrawal—yet she realized at once that none of the thick load he had pumped into her was leaking out. The cum truly stayed sealed within roughly three centimeters of depth from her entrance.
"Haa… haa…"
With her hole finally free, Kim Da-gyeom breathed hard for a moment, then steadied herself and pushed up onto her elbows. Jae-hyun had climbed off her, so she could sit on the bed with her bare ass against the sheets.
His cock, though no longer inside her, had lost none of its fierce hardness. It looked ready to ravage her again at any second.
"What kind of pictures are you planning to take?"
She asked carefully, afraid he meant to photograph her naked as she was now. But Jae-hyun had no interest in collecting pictures of her for himself.
He admitted her naked body was beautiful. He admitted he liked her and wanted to keep her. But with his perfect memory, he had no need to look at photographs to recall anything.
"All right—time to pose. Kim Da-gyeom, these pictures are for Yu Ji-ho. Do exactly as I tell you."
The only reason he wanted photographs of her was to make her husband, Yu Ji-ho, suffer.