Chapter 316
Chapter 316
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 316
Chapter Title: Dawn's Mistake (3)
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-Thwack! Thwack!
Her legs stretched out long above him, kicking wildly at the empty air.
"Nngh, phrp..."
Her toes curled up tight.
She had to escape right now.
-Suddenly!
A massive slab of flesh forced its way between her lips.
Her breath cut off as her own saliva was shoved down her throat by the intruding cock.
Saliva threatening to slide into her windpipe.
-Gulp.
"Grk, phaa..."
Her mouth and entire throat clenched tight.
The writhing, sticky fluid turned her mouth into a swampy mess.
Her jaw screamed in protest, but with her airway blocked, she felt no pain.
Her trembling legs, spasming like in a seizure, slowly lost strength and sank down below the bed.
The Sage gazed up at the man violating her mouth with dilated, unfocused pupils.
"...Haa. Haa."
The enormous cock pulled free without a care for the scrape of her teeth.
A long, rod-shaped shadow fell across her face.
A vivid red, grotesquely massive thing that anyone might find monstrous.
The Sage turned her head to the side, half-closing her eyelids.
The hem of her dress peeled away. Her corset discarded.
Her thighs pressed demurely together, atop them a flawless, voluptuous pelvis.
Touching her body anywhere felt slick and damp.
-Drip.
Sweat beaded on her thigh rolled down into the crevice.
Her thigh gleamed under the faint light, the sweat droplets shining like gloss.
When he wiped away the beads with his palm, the Sage swallowed hard and squeezed her eyes shut.
-Sink.
The bedsheet dipped where it pressed against her ass.
Her pristine white belly featured a cute, sunken navel.
Exposed to the cool air, it twitched faintly up and down.
Her waist shivered.
The embroidered teddy bear pattern was adorable.
But uncharacteristically soaked.
A heavy sensation weighed on her lower abdomen.
Only then did the Sage slowly raise her eyelids.
Between her arms braced on either side of the bed. A sight laid utterly bare.
His cock thrust forward. As if measuring how deep it could go, it bobbed and slapped against her lower belly with light taps.
Her thighs still clamped shut, unparted.
"...Ah."
In that moment.
Her hazy mind cooled slightly.
Sex.
If she allowed it to go further here, given her nature as the Wood Spirit King, something disastrous could happen.
As her reason returned from its total surrender, the Sage belatedly tried to scoot back on the bed.
A motion like fleeing.
Would her sleepy eyes make it look like she was begging for it by force?
'...If we go further here. No. I might break the contract...!'
He pinned her escaping body down with his upper torso.
Siheon's knee drove hard between her thighs, prying them apart.
His hand slipped into the slight gap in her panties.
'...No!'
As he forced apart the clenched lips of her dripping pussy, strength drained from the Sage's thighs.
-Schlurp!
"...Krgh, hng... ahh!"
Ravaged without even a sober word exchanged in her drunken haze.
Her mind chilled at the fact, but her body was already primed and ready.
Gripping her thighs hard left imprints of his fingers.
The Sage squeezed her eyes shut.
With all her might, she tried to clamp her thighs shut.
-Squelch!
"...Krgh, ah... ahh!"
-Shhh!
Her thighs parted.
Pushed back by his strength, she shoved at his chest with both hands this time.
Her soaked panties twisted aside, finally exposing the impossibly tight hole.
From the honey-dripping entrance, fluids trickled down toward her wrinkled asshole.
As the cock-shaped thing aligned with her hole, the Sage desperately bucked her hips.
"...Siheon—"
But she was too sluggish.
Too drunk to finish her words.
And above all, too aroused.
-Plung!
A short, deep sound echoed through the room.
The cock crawled up her vaginal walls. Rock-hard texture.
Curved just right to fill her depths in one thrust.
"...Haa... haaaah..."
Her eyes snapped wide.
Sleep and alcohol fled her in an instant, pain and pleasure pooling in her pupils.
Her hands, once pushing him away, now clutched the bedsheets in desperation.
A trace of her virginity oozed gently from her sticky folds.
It felt like her pelvis was being forcibly spread.
Pain, or pleasure—impossible to call it one or the other.
-Squelch!
As it stirred left and right inside her, the Sage threw her head back.
"...Ohok, ooohok..."
Her long hair splayed wildly, veiling her eyes.
Her mouth gaped, expelling pent-up breath in gasps.
Sweat pooled thickly below her throat.
Siheon buried his nose in her collarbone.
"...Ah."
An intoxicating sweetness made his eyes roll back.
As if she'd slathered honey all over her body.
Or perhaps a mature woman's body always carried this scent.
-Splash! Splash!
"...Ahng! Ah-ang! Stop... thrusting so hard..."
Soft, fresh, nobly pure yet innocently naive.
The Sage, legs splayed with no idea what to do, was matchless in all the world.
Pulling her back into an embrace, her body jiggled to his whims.
The tatters of her dress hung loose.
Dignity and honor gone, only base beast remained.
"...No... hngg... please."
Peeking through her long bangs, the Sage pleaded with him.
"Your strength... please."
-Squeeze♡
Her pupils rolled up as lust took hold.
"...!?...!!!!!"
Her pussy stung fiercely.
Such a sensation even existed.
She couldn't fathom it.
Never use the king's power, she'd meant to say.
But her mouth turned dumb and foolish.
"...King... king."
Repeating only that as she writhed impaled on his cock.
First experience, first taste of such pleasure.
Exhaustion came swift, but he wouldn't release her.
"...Eek, euph... ok..."
A tingling numbness.
Her lower belly churned with every stab. Thrust after thrust.
Each sound made her stomach swell and shrink in rhythm.
Heat surged in. Like wrapped in a massive hot pack.
Itchy, like something about to burst.
The sensation men feel at climax.
-Zap.
It fired once, sharply.
"...Haaaaah!"
Tidal squirt exploded as her feet flailed every which way.
Her thighs quivered uncontrollably.
-Squelch! Squelch.
Yet the sex didn't stop.
Her legs' movements rumpled the sheets, her heels drumming the mattress below.
If the ejaculation sensation was new before.
Now it climbed from below, filling her brain with filthy ecstasy.
"...Ah haang! Aang... ang♡"
A sweet voice burst forth.
The Sage couldn't resist and surrendered it all.
Even clinging to reason, lust overtook her.
His hands and cock dominating her body.
"...Hic, urgh..."
The Sage nearly sobbed, clinging to Lee Siheon.
Semen jetted into her scorching pussy depths.
-Spurt!
This time her head lolled back.
Both hands gripped his chest.
"...Haa... keh... haa..."
Shaking her head to shake off the pleasure waves and regain focus.
In that instant, Siheon yanked his cock out roughly and flipped her onto her back.
"...Ah?"
-Smack!
He slapped her ass hard.
"...Eek, ang!"
Why did even this draw a moan?
Her stinging ass quivered.
Siheon acted as if the woman before him had changed.
Moments ago brutal to the point of fear.
Now like embracing a lover, but swinging his hand reluctantly.
-Slap!
"...Kyaa. Hngt."
Into the gaping hole between, the master returned once more.
Her wiggling toes stilled as he smacked her ass again, and her cries quieted instantly.
"...Ang, aa... ang."
Both holes exposed, she twisted her head just enough to gaze at Siheon.
Her long silver-white hair draped over her armpit, waist, and hips.
Sweat-soaked strands clung damply, all the more erotic.
Siheon pressed his body flush to her back, crushing her down with his weight, and slipped his hand between her squished breasts against the sheets.
-Grip.
He twisted, pinched.
"...Eua... haaaang!"
Her silken skin was blissful to touch anywhere.
Someone who'd shaken her hand would obsess over the feel for months.
How much more her massive breasts.
Not firm, but soft.
Yielding, reshaping in his grasp.
His hands roamed like seeking out any imperfect spot.
Of course, his hips kept snapping all the while.
-Paang! Paang!
Pounding waves rippled her ass.
"...!?...!♡♡"
Face buried in the sheets, the Sage couldn't even scream anymore.
But she knew pleasure now, reveling in it.
At first confused, but now thrusting her ass up deep in perfect timing.
-Stroke.
His hand explored her body.
The deep valley between shoulder and breast. Her flushed underarm.
p>Lower breasts stifled all day in her corrective underwear.
The solar plexus rising and falling with her diaphragm.
Cute pudge on her belly.
Her womb's spot, quaking lower belly.
Above, wingbones and spine leading to her plump ass begging to be smacked.
-Slap.
"King...!?"
Still chanting only about the king's power.
But from Siheon's view, it made no sense.
Just a dog barking away.
His demeanor shifted naturally.
Treating her like a different woman. Master handling a slave.
Overlapping her prone form, he slid his hand down to rub her teddy bear embroidery, and she screamed.
"...Haaat, aaaang! Ang!"
Couldn't endure him grinding her clit; she lifted her face, wailing.
Shoving fingers in her mouth turned her moans vulgar.
"Ehek... ehp... hek."
Her tongue batted futilely at his fingers.
But even that was pleasure, mere foreplay. No barriers left in their prolonged union.
Semen filled her womb again.
-Squelch!
Like mixing glue inside, his cock wouldn't slip free.
Its rigid momentum showed no sign of waning.
If anything, passing through her body made it harder.
Pulling out sent residual cum splattering onto her belly.
"...Haa, haa... hic, hng..."
Finally catching her breath.
Siheon lifted her limp thighs, bringing her pussy and ass close to his face.
No respite, not even a moment.
No chance to realize the shameful pose before heavy pressure bore down.
-Plush!
"...Khaaa."
Shattered.
Defiled.
Her thoroughly pounded expression held no trace of the wise sage.
Her loosened panties, battered loose, retained their shoved-aside shape even after withdrawal.
Felt like something vital slipping away from inside.
All strength gone, the Sage could only yield her body completely to him.
In every position, as he pleased.
At least for tonight, resistance was impossible.
-Flop.
After dawn's romp.
Collapsed on the bed, the Sage covered her eyes with her arm.
Thick semen trickled from below.
Siheon, as if routine, stroked her hair and slipped back into bed.
Like handling his lover.
That warmth didn't feel bad, somehow.
No words came, it hurt, the afterglow lingered.
And come morning, it'd all be forgotten.
But the fact remained, etched eternally in the crystal orb:
The Sage, once wary of this man, slumbered peacefully in his arms.