Chapter 248
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 248
Chapter Title: Daegu Liberation Operation
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"Hah...! Yeah!"
Han Minguk lavished Lee Da-eun's body with tender caresses using his hands and tongue, all while fixing her with a smoldering gaze that set her ablaze.
Everything he did was designed to erase her ex-boyfriend from her mind. And to top it off, a fun little prank had just occurred to him. Da-eun's ex was a hero from the Renaissance Clan—and the GGW raid team would soon be collaborating with them.
"Nngh! Ahh! Hah! Yeah!"
Minguk's tongue glided softly over Da-eun's breasts before pressing down hard. Each time, she felt like she was going insane.
Was it because this man wanted her so desperately? It felt incredible. And his aggressive attention was rebuilding her shattered self-esteem after her ex dumped her.
Not to mention, the man craving her was none other than Han Minguk, Korea's top hero.
'Yeah, why the hell did I ever...'
With every passing moment, her lingering affection for her ex twisted into resentment.
Minguk masterfully ravaged Da-eun's body and mind. He teased her breasts before claiming her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, then nuzzled her earlobes while brushing his fingers teasingly over her mound, quickly heating her up.
"Hng! Yeah! Yeah!"
Under his relentless ministrations, Da-eun felt her sanity slipping away.
She desperately wanted him inside her right now, but for all his teasing, he showed no sign of giving in. She needed more intense stimulation, yet she was still the only one naked.
But she couldn't just pounce on him, rip off his clothes, and take charge. What if he got disappointed and stopped? That would make things even worse than doing nothing. She'd tried subtly asserting some control by pushing against him, but as a hero, Minguk didn't budge an inch.
Even her ex-hero had flinched a little when she'd done that. This guy felt like pushing against a concrete wall—totally different.
Heroes on the front lines fighting darkness monsters were clearly built different.
"......"
Meanwhile, Se-jeong watched the pair intently, knocking back strong liquor.
To be precise, she was watching her friend. Just yesterday, that friend had been moping over her ex, but now she was quickly stripping down. Still, Se-jeong could understand—
'No wonder... She'd have to be crazy not to lose it.'
Minguk's caresses had this way of driving women wild with need.
And unlike other guys, he seemed to genuinely enjoy lavishing attention on a woman's body—maybe because of his trauma. Se-jeong herself had melted under his touch back when they'd hooked up.
Though honestly, it was more his raw, frenzied thrusts treating her like a sex toy that had hooked her.
Before she knew it, her friend was down to nothing, her soaked pussy glistening even in the dim secret room.
Then Minguk's fingers plunged deep inside her.
"Ahhhn! Ah! Nngh...!"
Da-eun clung to him the moment she felt them enter.
His fingers zeroed in on the exact spot she'd craved, stimulating it perfectly.
"Hah! Ahhh...!"
Her body trembled uncontrollably as hot moans poured from her lips. With each quickening thrust of his fingers, she spasmed, little spurts of heat leaking out.
It felt just like...
'No way... Am I cumming already?! For real?'
Da-eun bit her lip hard.
This was the sensation she only got occasionally from using a dildo when she was really desperate.
Chop chop chop chop.
Watery sounds echoed as his hand moved faster.
"Haak! Ah! Ack! Eurgh! Euughk!"
Her moans grew more frantic, her voice soaked in ecstasy.
"Haaaahn!"
When pleasure crossed that final threshold, she let out a piercing scream, her body thrashing beyond her control.
She couldn't hold back even if she tried. Her head floated, and just his touch set her ablaze.
But Minguk had no intention of stopping there.
He wanted this night etched into Da-eun's memory forever. In a world starved for men, women weren't used to such thorough foreplay—they ignited easily.
In other words, they came hard from a man's touch.
"Hnggh?!"
As Da-eun came down from her first orgasm, trembling, her eyes flew wide. Amid the gush from her core, she felt Minguk's hot breath there now.
"W-wait...!"
She instinctively clamped her thighs, but it didn't stop him.
Then something hot invaded her. She arched her back like a bow. Where his fingers had been moments ago, now his thick tongue ravaged her depths.
"Eurgh! Euuk! Ahhh!"
"......"
Lewd slurps and endless moans filled the air.
Se-jeong trembled just watching. Her little brother's foreplay was obsessively intense—enough to shatter anyone's mind.
Every flick of his tongue or graze of teeth sent Da-eun convulsing like she'd been hit.
'Fucking hell... How's any woman supposed to endure that?!'
Se-jeong swallowed hard. Even in the porn she watched for relief, actresses never came like this.
Her brother hadn't been bluffing about making her forget her ex.
That blend of soft and fierce? Any woman would melt. Especially from Han Minguk.
"Heuuk! Uh! P-please...!"
Each lap of his tongue drew shattering moans from Da-eun.
Se-jeong was right—it was unbearable. And when his teeth nipped her swollen clit, fireworks exploded in her brain.
Nothing in her life had ever felt this good.
Minguk glanced at sweat-drenched Da-eun and disheveled Se-jeong, his voice husky.
"Shall we take this somewhere else?"
The trio headed straight to a hotel.
Only then did Da-eun remember that her best friend—Se-jeong, Minguk's sister—had watched them. But the thought didn't linger.
...Are they...?
Minguk casually slipped his hand into Se-jeong's ass, kneading it. She didn't resist. Da-eun swallowed hard. Their bond ran deeper than she'd imagined. Old worries Se-jeong had once confided flickered briefly in her mind.
'W-what do I do? Should I just go home?'
It seemed like she might end up in a threesome with her friend and Minguk. Sharing him with Se-jeong could kill the vibe.
But...
Her body followed him anyway.
Blame the intense foreplay in the secret room. She was still dripping, throbbing madly.
'Ah... I don't even know anymore.'
As she dithered into the hotel room—
"Eek?!"
Minguk scooped her up and tossed her on the bed. Unlike before, he whipped out his cock and slammed into her roughly.
"Hnggh?!"
Bigger and hotter than any dildo, it pierced her core. Her vision flashed white as it battered her deepest spot.
"Hoo..."
Blissful relief washed over him.
Seeing his handsome face satisfied above her erased any awkwardness about Se-jeong. All she wanted was to please him more. But she wasn't the only one unraveling.
"Haak! Ah! Ahh!"
Each thrust scrambled Da-eun's brain. The friction as his heat pounded her felt insanely good.
"Nng! Yeah! Ah! Aaaah! Hng! Ah!"
Se-jeong watched her friend lose it and slowly stripped. Her provocative lingerie hit the floor, leaving her naked. She hugged Minguk from behind, licking the sweat from his back.
"Eurgh! Euk! Ack! So good! Too good...!"
Thud thud. Each pounding drew wailing moans from Da-eun. Minguk targeted her weaknesses from the secret room, relentless.
When he finally came inside her the first time, Da-eun climaxed three times, learning what true ecstasy felt like.
"Haaaahhn!!!"
Her finale was a messy squirt, body quaking shamefully.
"Han Se-jeong."
Minguk's voice reached Se-jeong as she watched her wrecked friend. She eagerly sprawled on the bed. His massive cock plunged into her.
"Hngh!"
"Aaaah! M-Minguk! I came! I came...!"
Come morning, neither Han Se-jeong nor Lee Da-eun could escape Minguk's arms.
His stamina defied imagination—no sign of tiring. Multiple heroines couldn't handle him; two ordinary women stood no chance.
"Oh, don't forget to get that tattoo removed."
"...Yeah."
Tucked against him beside a dead-to-the-world Se-jeong, Da-eun nodded softly.
In just one day, months of pining for her ex vanished. Han Minguk filled the void.
Not just her heart—her body craved only him now.
One night, and she felt reborn in his embrace. She wanted to join his cartel as one of his women.
"Then... could I get a new tattoo...?"
Da-eun asked timidly.
He was younger, her friend's brother—yet she couldn't speak casually.
Come to think of it, she'd never heard of Minguk's wives like Kang Chae-young or Oh Hyun-ah having tattoos related to him. Sure enough—
"Nah, no need. But I'll think about it."
Da-eun buried herself in his chest, disappointed. This felt like their last time.
Then his teasing voice tickled her ear.
"Oh, and I'll call you soon—keep your schedule open."
"...Huh?"
"We've got a meeting with the Renaissance Clan. Come along. Gotta show off your new boyfriend to your ex, right?"
Da-eun swallowed hard at his words.